But this broken dart is a skill-only prop, Wang Yu has no skills, the dart in his hand is like a stone on the ground, a dart is all stuck in the neck of Ome Boiled Wine, and the blood bar of Ome Boiled Wine does not move at all.
"Damn it!" Seeing Wang Yu's record, Qingmei Zhujiu couldn't help but be surprised.
After settling in place, Qingmei Zhujiu quietly walked towards Wang Yu's direction, not far away, Qingmei saw the legendary Iron Bull.
At the same time, Qingmei Zhujiu on the opposite side was slightly startled when he saw Wang Yu's ID.
The most important thing to deal with assassins is to break the stealth skills of assassins, and it is also a tactic to stand in place and wait for rabbits.
At this time, Wang Yu was sitting there with a big horse and a golden sword, with a posture of stopping quietly.
Ome Boiled Wine has been hanging out in the arena for a long time. After playing so many long competitions, he is very clear about the arena settings. Once the player's winning rate reaches a certain level, the system will draw a very strong player to match him. It is Ome For a master like cooking wine, the winning rate was only 80% at the highest point, and then he serialized a few games, and was brushed off...
A hundred battles are not difficult for Wang Yu, but they are quite troublesome. Even if it is a hundred steamed buns, it will take a while to eat, isn't it...
At the moment when the dart hit him, Wang Yu waved his hand and grabbed all the darts casually, and then Wang Yu waved his hand, and the darts just now were thrown back, and all of them were stuck in the darts. On the nape of the neck with greengage boiled wine.
Seeing Wang Yu's gaze, Qingmei Zhujiu was taken aback, meow, could this guy see me
Seeing that the opponent was an assassin who could be invisible, Wang Yu simply stood there still, saving time for the opponent not to be found.
Facing the road blocked by green plum cooking wine darts, Wang Yu didn't stop, and rushed directly to meet the darts.
However, since Wang Yu had never lost a match in the arena for many days before, and his winning rate was 100%, according to the rules of the system, the opponents he was matched with were all players with a very high winning rate.
Not only that, this person has more than 4,000 battles, and his winning rate can reach 78%, which can also be said to be very strong.
After receiving the task, without saying a word, Wang Yu got into the arena...
At this stage, the first-line players are all around level 45, and level 47 is basically only those professional masters who don't care about world affairs, except for the players in Yuhui City.
At that time, Wang Yu suddenly raised his head, waiting for his two big eyes to look in the direction of green plum cooking wine.
Wang Yu stayed in the arena for a while when he used to brush smelting stones, and he is not unfamiliar with the operations in it. When he came to the single-player competition, he opened the matchmaking mode.
Gale Storm Shuriken, a rare skill for assassins, throws several darts at once to attack the target. It is one of the few skills assassins use to attack targets from a distance.
After all, the mechanism of the arena is selected and matched by the system. The more victories in a row, the more masters you will encounter.
It is not difficult to deal with this tactic. Generally, the diameter range of the detection guard is only 1000, and there is also a time limit, so just stand at a distance and wait for the detection guard time to end.
After all, where is the base number of games, and Wang Yu can be regarded as a seasoned master, so naturally he will not fail to understand this principle.
Of course, individual battles are easier, and if you don't meet good teammates in team battles, it's even more difficult to keep your eyes open.
"Huh?"
This task is indeed a nightmare for ordinary players.
"Huh? I met a master in the first game..." Seeing the information of the opponent's player, Wang Yu couldn't help but feel happy.
Players who play in the arena all the year round are also those with extraordinary skills, and more are those professional-level masters. If you win a few more games, you may not be sure to meet first-line professional players...
Assassins, stealth is the first form of combat, especially against guys with a record of 100%, so of course you dare not take it lightly.
The winning rate is 100%, and the number of games is 148.
However, at this moment, Wang Yu stood up suddenly, and ran towards the direction of green plum cooking wine with big strides.
"Humph!"
Qingmei Zhujiu has fought so many competitions, and his combat IQ is frighteningly high. Seeing that Wang Yu has not moved at the position marked on the map, Qingmei Zhujiu immediately became vigilant.
Therefore, the water in the arena has always been deep, and even first-line masters can't guarantee that they will win undefeated.
However, an expert player like Qingmei Zhujiu naturally has a better way to deal with it.
Thinking of this point, Qingmei Boiled Wine turned over her left hand, and a handful of four-pointed darts appeared in her hand.
Seeing this scene, Qingmei Zhuojiu couldn't help being startled, threw the shuriken at Wang Yu, and suddenly a cloud of darts flew towards Wang Yu like rain, at the same time Qingmei Zhuojiu turned its head and drove away quickly.
"Could it be possible to get in on the spot?" Qing Meizhuojiu rubbed her chin, secretly guessing...
Although Wang Yu doesn't have many games, only 148 games, but a 100% winning rate is definitely not something that ordinary people can play.
There are only two possibilities for a 100% winning rate, either I am invincible in my own strength, or every time the system arranges a match, I have been matched with a rookie dog with a record...
Standing still, that's a novice operation...
But for Wang Yu, winning a hundred games in a row is not a big deal.
Green plum cooking wine, level 47, assassin, 78% winning rate, 4114 games.
"Tie Niu? Isn't that who? I heard that he is a master, but I don't know what the winning rate is." Talking to himself, Qingmei Zhujiu glanced down, and his eyes fell directly on Wang Yu's winning rate.
Qingmei Zhuojiu snorted, held the dagger upside down, and touched it.
The former relies on the strength against the sky, while the latter relies on the luck against the sky... Of course, luck is also a part of strength. Any one of these people is quite scary.
One hundred consecutive arena victories...
Thinking of this, Qingmei Zhujiu quickly disappeared, then glanced at the map, and groped towards Wang Yu's direction.
Immediately, Qingmei Zhuojiu glanced at his distance from Wang Yu and frowned, "No, it's still far away, it must be a coincidence!"
With a flash of white light, Wang Yu was sent into the arena, then symbolically opened the opponent's interface, and looked at the information of the opposite player.
But if the opponent is an ordinary novice, it’s fine. Green Plum Boiled Wine will definitely sprint over and kill the opponent in seconds, but the current opponent is not only not a novice, but also a famous Tie Niu. The winning rate is as high as 100%. He said, if Qingmei Zhujiu went up and stabbed him without thinking, it would not be him.
"Fuck! Do I have eyes under my feet?"
"Broken game..." Wang Yu couldn't help but sighed when he saw this, and jumped after him again.