The audience roared with cheers, Lu Yang waved his hands to the surroundings and exited the battlefield. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After this match, he also knew his own shortcomings. He was short of 10 levels of equipment, which was indeed too much.
On the day he came out of the competition roster, he knew that his opponent was the 170-level Iketaro. He dared not use experience to level up, and he chose to fight recklessly because he knew that this year's competition was too obvious.
If it were the other top ten masters of the previous session who had single-line magic specialization above level 5 bloodline, or melee combat level 4 bloodline, Lu Yang would not be allowed to rise to level 170. Fortunately, he won easily. Being forced to use other avatars to use mixed skills is his ultimate ultimate move, and he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
Today is relatively free, Lu Yang is not in a hurry to upgrade, his subordinates are also busy upgrading equipment, and there is no disturbance from the outside, so he can relax for a while and return to Tianyu God City. He walked into the arena and came to his I watched the game comfortably in the private room.
He wants to see if there are any special masters. Those who can enter the main arena are all top masters officially selected based on arena points.
This year's competition is divided into the winner group and the loser group. Even if the players lose the battle, they will not be out immediately, but will enter the loser group to fight. In the future, the winner group and the loser group will compete for the last ten thousand people ranking.
Lu Yang was sitting next to Baishi and Zhuojiu. They had finished the first game and were chatting together. When they saw Lu Yang coming, they all stood up to greet him.
"You're welcome, have you seen any masters?" Lu Yang asked.
Xia Yuwei glared at Bai's Sanxiong and Liang Yun and the other single men angrily, and said, "I saw a few masters, but the position of these single dogs' eyes is wrong."
All the men were speechless, all showing embarrassing expressions, watching Qingqian Zimeng, Lanyu and others who were in a private room laughing endlessly.
Lu Yang couldn't help but give Lan Yu a look and asked, "What's the situation?"
Lan Yu hugged Lu Yang's arm, and said playfully to Lu Yang, "I finally know the other side of Big Brother Zhuojiu, who is also a womanizer."
Zhuojiu looked embarrassed, scratched his face, and said with a smile: "Don't blame me, this girl is too much."
"What girl." Liang Yun pointed to the arena, and said, "Just arrived in the third round, this girl is dressed in red, uses the fire technique, and fights too much with the opponent player."
Lu Yang followed the trend and looked into the arena.
On the grass of the circular arena, a long and extremely beautiful mixed-race girl is wearing a red suspender top, showing her proud upper body, and underneath is a red dress with high slits, showing her straight and white legs, with no shoes on her feet , with bare feet.
Lu Yang understood, and said: "This girl deliberately packaged herself, the appearance is a fashion match, playing like this in the arena, she is rushing to become a star."
Xia Yuwei clenched her fists and said angrily: "That's right, these people who have never seen the world are actually drooling."
"No." Bai Shi and others denied it together.
"I saw it." Xia Yuwei said.
Zhuojiu, Baishi and others looked hurt.
Lu Yang couldn't help laughing, he didn't bother to talk to them, they were too familiar, this kind of scene was often seen, in the arena, the girl in red was really dazzling, she was wearing a fire spell, obviously a level 170 level 5 flame blood Specialization.
The skill combo is smooth and the reaction speed is top-notch. Opposite is a thief player. She was knocked down by her flames for several sneak attacks from the air, and every time she attacked, her expression was very good.
Lu Yang recognized who this girl was. She was the Fire Goddess from the 4th Martial Arts Tournament in the previous life, and she was a Korean-American mixed-race girl.
Qingqian Zimeng's voice sounded in everyone's ears, saying: "The information is here, the girl's name is Lan Weier, a Korean-American mixed race, and she is also a representative sent by our South Korean hostile guild, next time South Korea and China fight , she will definitely fight."
"It seems that I need to fight the South Korean side myself." Bai Shi thought solemnly.
"I feel that this task should be entrusted to me." Liang Yun said.
Lu Yang looked at the two of them, and said speechlessly: "Be careful, this woman is not as simple as she looks, I feel that she can enter the top ten of the fire mage rankings this year, if she enters, with her With her good looks and strength, and with the backing support of the financial backers, she is a formidable opponent."
Everyone nodded.
Lan Yu suddenly exclaimed, and said: "Look at the game in the third area, that Korean player is too much."
Lu Yang, Bai Shi and the others turned their heads to look sideways. In that match, it was the flame knife of the Jagged Brotherhood against a Korean player. Lu Yang's eyes lit up, and he recognized the Korean player as the puppet master Park mentioned by his subordinates. into again.
inside.
Park Zaicheng put out eight puppets and the flame knife to attack. At this time, the flame knife was obviously at a disadvantage. Park Zaicheng's puppet play is really weird, with four main attacks and four main defenses. The reaction speed of his brain was so fast that the eight puppets were attacking and defending at the same time.
Puppets have blood, but even if the flame knife is a fifth-level bloodline specialization, it can't even hit half of a puppet's blood, and it is beaten to a residual blood.
If it is said that Park Jae-sung's defeat of the flame knife in this way will not arouse the anger of the players, what really makes people angry is that Park Jae-sung saw the residual blood of the flame knife, and the left hand controlling the puppet was replaced by his left foot, and he sat on the ground , using his left foot and right hand to jointly control the eight puppets, clearly humiliating Flame Knife.
inside.
"You dare to humiliate me." The flame knife was furious.
Park Jae-sung smiled mockingly at the flame knife, and said while operating it: "Seeing your ability, I probably know what strength Lu Yang is. Even if Lu Yang comes, I will fight him like this."
"You dare to humiliate my boss, I'll kill you." The flame knife was furious, and rushed towards Park Jae-sung frantically.
Park Jae-sung was not in a hurry to kill him, he used control skills to humiliate him continuously, and the battle could be resolved in a dozen seconds, Park Jae-sung humiliated him with the flame knife for 2 minutes.
"Boom"
The white lion punched the wall of the private room, cursing: "Today I will take someone to kill him, he wants to die."
Lu Yang stopped the white lion and said: "You can see that this year, Korean players are going to explode. There is Lan Weier in front, and now there is Park Jae-sung. Don't use a large number of players to take revenge because of this incident. What are you thinking about now?" Yes, if you meet him, how to fight him."
Kuai Bansheng frowned and said, "This is the first time I've seen a puppet profession. Apart from other aspects, this person is too strong. Eight puppets can be controlled just like eight people. There is no delay. This is too buggy."
Bai Shi calmed down and said, "I'm afraid I may not be his match if I meet him."
Lu Yang smiled and said: "His profession is specially used for martial arts competitions, but on the battlefield, he can't gain an advantage. There are too many people, and it doesn't make sense for him to control eighteen."
"Is there any way to defeat him?" Xia Yuwei asked.
Lu Yang said: "Fighting a puppeteer is more about reaction speed on the one hand, and wisdom on the other hand. There is no specific method, and we can only look for gaps when fighting on the spot. Such a person is terrifying, and I may not be able to win. he."
Baishi, Zhuojiu and others were all surprised. They realized that the Korean players who came this time were really different.
As Lu Yang said, the puppet player is really too buggy, but it depends on who can use it.
"Let's continue watching the game." Lu Yang withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the next game.
He found an interesting battle. There was a cloned player in the arena. He already had four clones. Counting the main body, there were five people in total. It was obvious that this was a European player, and he was still a young boy.
When he fights with people, he doesn't look at the opponent with his eyes, but listens with his ears. No matter what skills the opponent uses, he can know what the opponent is going to do, and quickly control the five professions to respond together.
This person, Lu Yang, also knew that he was the blind Gao Wan from the blood of his avatar from the previous life. He himself was not blind, but a professional tuner, who could clearly identify any note.
The player standing opposite the tuner is even more familiar to Lu Yang. It is Hei Sha, a black-haired master with a dagger in both hands and a black scarf.
In the battle between the two sides, the tuner was very strong, but he was restrained by Heisha's extremely fast movement. In the end, Heisha won with a record of two wins and one loss, and entered the winner's group.
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For the whole morning, Lu Yang saw almost all the senior players he was familiar with, and three other female players. Including Xia Yuwei, the six female players became advertisements for this tournament. , Skills are different, and they all have their own personalities.
At noon, the game entered the rest time. Lu Yang wandered outside. He came to the antique street, which is now his treasure. The No. 1 antique shop opened by Alice was completely closed. After he changed the camouflage coat, A dozen other shops became his main battlefield.
As soon as he entered the second shop, Lu Yang suddenly encountered a familiar figure from the back. His back looked a little hunched, and he moved his eyes to a very close position when looking at things, as if he couldn't see clearly at a distance.
Lu Yang went around and walked in front of him, and saw his face. It was a middle-aged man with an oval face and thick eyebrows, but there was always a trace of indescribable melancholy on his face, as if there was something worrying about. Same.
"Friend, what's your name?" Lu Yang asked.
The hunchbacked man ignored Lu Yang and continued to look at the antique.
Lu Yang smiled, stood aside and waited, if he read correctly, the person in front of him was the expert expert in antique appraisal that he had been looking for.