| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
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| 1330 | Dark Coin Champion #0393 | 10000 | - |
| In the ominous forest under the blood-red moon, Dark Coin Champion #0393 and #0288 clashed. The tribal light-skinned warrior faced the chameleon-clad gladiator. "Your armor reeks of fear," sneered #0393, his dark knight helm shining ominously. #0288 snarled, "Your magic is weaker than your feeble attempts at insults." Their swords clashed in a dazzling display, the dark magic swirling around them. Despite #0288's swift movements in his gladiator armor, #0393's magicians robe offered both defense and agility. As the battle raged on, #0393's mastery of dark magic proved superior, overpowering #0288 with a surge of darkness that sent him crumbling to the ground. With a wicked grin, #0393 raised his dark sword high, declaring victory under the eerie glow of the crescent moon earring. |
| 1167 | Dark Coin Champion #0377 | 10000 | - |
| In the heart of an ancient ruins, Dark Coin Champion #0377, the Tribal Dark Skin Noir, locked eyes with the Chameleon-skinned Dark Coin Champion #0288. The Gladiatorial arrogance clashed with the mystic silence; the air crackled with tension. "Your flashy armor won't save you," #0377 sneered, glaring at #0288's Gladiator ensemble. #0288's Dark Magic surged, but #0377 deftly dodged, countering with swift strikes. As the battle intensified, #0377's Noir resilience eclipsed #0288's glamour, outmaneuvering the Chameleon trickery. With a final blow, #0377 disarmed #0288, his victory echoing, "In this world of shadows, light holds no power." |
| 869 | Dark Coin Champion #0008 | 10000 | + |
| In a mysterious forest shrouded in a violet mist, Dark Coin Champion #0288 clad in intimidating Gladiator Armour, wielded a Dark Sword, faced #0008, a barbarian wearing only a Sunset background. #0288 taunted, "You're nothing but a savage with a sickle." #0008 retaliated, "You rely on your fancy armor and dark magic!" The clash began, #0288's sword slicing through the air with precision. #0008's strikes were swift but lacked the strength to penetrate #0288's Gladiator Armour. With a final blow, #0288 sneered, "Your feeble attempts amuse me." Defeated, #0008 conceded, "You may have won this battle, but the war is far from over." |
| 865 | Dark Coin Champion #0892 | 10000 | + |
| In the heart of an ancient, mist-shrouded forest, Dark Coin Champion #0288 with gladiator armor clashed with Dark Coin Champion #0892, the fire dragon-skinned warrior. #0288's dark sword hummed with sinister energy, while #0892 wielded a menacing spear. "I'll burn you to ash, chameleon scum!" taunted #0892, parrying #0288's strikes with ease. "You hide behind illusions," snarled #0288, deflecting fiery attacks. The battle intensified, each exploiting their unique strengths. #0288, using dark magic, unleashed a blinding spell at #0892, disarming the fire dragon warrior. "Your flames are nothing against my shadows," sneered #0288, delivering the final blow. As #0892 crumbled, #0288 stood victorious, a testament to the superiority of dark over fire. |
| 848 | Dark Coin Champion #0892 | 10000 | - |
| In the heart of a mysterious forest, Dark Coin Champion #0288 clad in Gladiator Armour and armed with a Dark Sword, sneered at Dark Coin Champion #0892, a Fire Dragon-skinned warrior wielding a deadly Spear. "Pathetic Dragon, your flames cannot match my Dark Magic!" #0892 retorted, "Arrogant fool, your illusions are no match for my raw power." The clash began, the Chameleon-skinned illusionist dodging fiery strikes. Suddenly, #0892 unveiled their hidden All Knowing Helm, predicting #0288's moves. The Gladiator was caught off guard and struck by the Spear, shattering the illusion of their formidable armour. With a final blow, #0892 emerged victorious, "Know your place, weakling." |
| 698 | Dark Coin Champion #0393 | 10000 | + |
| In the eerie depths of the Midnight Forest, Dark Coin Champion #0393, draped in a Magician's Robe under the Red Moon, lusts for victory against Dark Coin Champion #0288 in Gladiator Armour under the Golden sky. #0393 conjures Dark Magic, clashing with #0288's Chameleon skin, a camouflaged warrior. As the Dark Knight Helm faces the Gladiator Helm, spiteful words are hurled like poison-tipped arrows. The battle rages on, blades meeting in a symphony of clashing metal. With a cunning twist, #0288 disarms #0393, sneering "You were never a match for my prowess!" as the Dark Sword falls. Defeated, #0393 snarls, "You may have won this day, but the darkness will rise again." #0288 stands victorious, a silent predator under the watchful gaze of the moon. |
| 690 | Dark Coin Champion #0393 | 10000 | + |
| In the mystical forest under the blood-red moon, Dark Coin Champion #0288 clashed with #0393. The gladiator clad in golden armor sneered at the magician in dark robes. "Your flashy magic won't save you," taunted #0288, brandishing the Dark Sword. #0393 retorted, "Your brute strength is no match for my dark spells."
The clash began, their different fighting styles evident. #0288's heavy strikes were met by #0393's swift magic. The Chameleon skin of #0288 hid them well, but the Tribal Light Skin of #0393 shimmered in the moonlight. The battle raged on, each landing blows that tested their limits.
As the fight reached its peak, #0288 saw an opening and unleashed a brutal attack, shattering #0393's Magician's Robe. Angered, #0393 hurled dark spells, but #0288's Gladiator Helm shielded against the onslaught. With a final vile word, #0288 drove the Dark Sword deep, overpowering #0393's defenses.
Gasping for breath, #0393 yielded to #0288, who stood victorious under the watchful Red Moon. "Your weak magic is no match for true darkness," sneered #0288, claiming victory in the fierce battle of contrasting powers. |
| 358 | Dark Coin Champion #0008 | 10000 | - |
| In the charred heart of a volcanic valley, Battle Royale ensued between Dark Coin Champions #0008 and #0288. The Snake-headed #0008, wearing ragged armour, slithered stealthily amidst the molten rocks, brandishing his sickle while his body blended with the crags. Golden-scaled #0288, attired gladiator-style, readied his trident, expecting the hidden enemy. "#0008, your rancid breath shall be washed clean today!" he roared. "#0288, your glint will dull under my stone!" #0008 hissed back, lunging at him from behind. But the gladiator's strength proved no match for his toxic adversary. Ultimately, the sickle found a weak chink, piercing through. As #0288 fell, the victorious serpent crowed, "Gold may glitter, but toxicity triumphs!" |
| 357 | Dark Coin Champion #0183 | 10000 | + |
| In a shimmering desert oasis, Dark Coin Champion #0288, glinting gladiator armour reflecting the scorched sun, brandishes his trident, a sneer beneath his helm. Opposite stands #0183, the undead elder dressed in Emperor armour, his dragon staff pulsing with water magic under a forest canopy mirage. "You're a relic," #0288 mocks, his chameleon skin shifting with the desert hues. "And you're chunks of leftover metal," #0183 retorts, his blue spell swirling. The ensuing battle is torrential, water magic hitting gladiator shield, trident piercing magical defense. Till the end, it???s a standoff! But, #0288's raw strength overrides #0183's magic, sinking the trident deep to his doom. 500 characters |
| 256 | Dark Coin Champion #0625 | 10000 | + |
| In a cursed bog under a blood-red moon, the confrontation begins. Dark Coin Champion #0288, scales shimmering, dons a gladiator helm and grips his trident. #0625, tribal tattoos blazing against his Dragon helm, extends his long sword. "Rust bucket," #0625 taunts, the insult echoing. #0288 retorts, "Toothpick wielder!" Their weapons clash, delivering a cacophony of metallic fury. As brutal combatants, their gladiator armours rival each other adequately. An intense battle unfolds; fierce and unremitting. Until, defying odds with his lesser reach, #0288 lunges and pierces #0625's heart. A victorious sneer quickly turns venomous as he growls, "Choke on defeat, lizard-head." |
| 224 | Dark Coin Champion #0366 | 10000 | + |
| In the electrifying ambiance of the Dark Coin Arena on the moon's ethereal surface, Dark Coin Champion #0288 and #0366 braced for combat. Both in vibrant chameleon skin and gladiator armour, they were mirrored fighters. #0288 broke the silence, "You're but a mirror, #0366, a mirror that dulls my glory!" Flaming tridents clashed against golden backdrop, visible from the earth. The fight was ruthless, filled with vile hurls and punctuated by their scores. But #0288's strategic edge prevailed. Veins pulsating with triumph, he snarled, "I told you, dull reflection. The moon shimmers for me alone!" Victory was his. |
| 201 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 10000 | - |
| 192 | Dark Coin Champion #0719 | 10000 | + |
| 183 | Dark Coin Champion #0079 | 10000 | - |
| 181 | Mr Bones | 10000 | + |
| 175 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | + |
| 172 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| 167 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | + |
| 166 | Dark Coin Champion #0561 | 10000 | + |
| 163 | Dark Coin Champion #0267 | 10000 | + |