| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
|---|
| 239 | Dark Coin Champion #0111 | 10000 | - |
| In the humid heart of the Amazon, Dark Coin Champion #0111, a snake-skinned Noir sphere, met the foe - Dark Coin Champion #0366, a tribal light-skinned dungeon master, helm shrouded in darkness. Their arms clashed: spear against trident, Dragon Hunter and Dragon Knight armours ricocheting.
"Coil in fear, old one!" #0111's scarred head spat.
"Your words are as venomous as your skin, cur!" #0366 retorted.
The bout teetered, seesawed. Yet, it was #0111's spear, sharpened by his bitter past, that punctuated the charged air, piercing #0366's armour. A vile defeat filled the jungle's ambiance. It was the snake's day. |
| 238 | Dark Coin Champion #0576 | 10000 | - |
| In Hell's fiery pits, Dark Coin Champion #0576, a skeletal being of toxic origins, bearing a dragon knight's armor and a bone head, eyed his opponent through dragon fangs earring. His undead skin festering under the heat, he swung his scythe threateningly at Dark Coin Champion #0366, a tribal warrior of the dungeon. The dark knight helm masked any emotion, but his trident stood ready.
"Born of rot, you're nothing but bones!" #0366 jeered.
"Better dead than tribal scum!" #0576 retorted. The fight roared, scythe clashing with trident, the undead's bone head bared menacingly against #0366's dark knight helm. Suddenly, #0576 lunged, his vile scythe claiming victory as #0366 crumpled to the ash-paved ground, defeated. |
| 237 | Dark Coin Champion #0286 | 10000 | + |
| In the Misty Thicket, Dark Coin Champion #0366, protected by his Dragon Knight armour, towering helm visible for all, gripped his trident fiercely. The sound of metal scraping echoed sharply, as Dark Coin Champion #0286, his skin shrouded by fel light, emerged from the poisonous fog, wicked sickle in hand.
#0366 sneered, "Wallowing in toxic filth suits you, #0286!"
Snarling back, #0286 retorted, "Your pretty helm won't save you, #0366!"
As the battle raged, #0366's dungeon-hardened tactics held superior. His tribal light skin was blemished, but triumphant, he stood over #0286's defeated figure. |
| 230 | Dark Coin Champion #0075 | 10000 | - |
| In the misty swamps, Dark Coin Champion #0075 stood, clad in his Magicians Robe against #0366, armored in Dragon Knight attire. #0075 snarled, "Hiding behind a helm as if you're feared of my blade!". His dragon long sword brilliant against the sunset toned skin. #0366 retaliated, "Your meaningless robe won't protect you from my trident!" He swung his trident, only for it to be parried by #0075's sword. #0075's lack of magic didn't deter his tactical prowess. Suddenly, #0075 spun, slashing his dragon sword across #0366's chestplate, while #0366's once intimidating helmet stared emptily at the victor. The swamp echoed #075's victorious howl. |
| 228 | Dark Coin Champion #0618 | 10000 | - |
| In an otherworldly forest, the Dark Coin Champion #0618, known as the Noir Dragon, faced its challenger, Dark Coin Champion #0366. "Get ready to taste the dirt, you pitiful Dragon Knight!" #0618 spat out. #0366 lunged, armed with a mighty trident against Noir's shield. Their contrasting skins, dark and light, added an eerie vibe. #0366, with his lustrous Dark Knight Helm, laughed, "Your puny fusion pearl won't help you win!" However, Noir was not threatened, using its dragon head breath to disarm #0366. Noir brutally slammed #0366 with its concealed armour, robbing him of his remaining strength. Despite his bravado, #0366 hit the dust. "Better luck in the dungeons," Noir smirked. |
| 227 | Dark Coin Champion #0719 | 10000 | - |
| In the neon glow of an alien metropolis, Dark Coin Champion #0719, his chameleon skin flickering with brilliant colours, hissed menacingly at #0366. "Prepare to be devoured," he spat out. Encased in a powerful Dragon Knight Armour, the tribal-skinned #0366 retorted, "You'll regret that, you slimy serpent," his Dark Knight Helm glaring ominously. Clashing in the center, their Tridents sparked. #0719 used his Shinobi armour to his advantage, slicing through the static air with deadly accuracy. His snake head darted dangerously fast, bewildering #0366. As the final blow landed, the aqua warriors laughed, "Dungeons are no match for my waters, knight!" |
| 224 | Dark Coin Champion #0288 | 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. |