Rage of Rebirth

The audience burst into cheers. Lu Yang waved to everyone and exited the battlefield. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After this game, he also knew his shortcomings. He was missing 10 levels of equipment, which was indeed a huge difference.

From the day he was divided into groups in the competition list, he knew that his opponent was the level 170 Kotaro. He dared not upgrade without experience pills and chose to fight head-on because he knew that Kotaro's weaknesses were too obvious in this competition.

If the other top ten masters from the previous session were specialized in single-spell spells above level 5 or above, or in melee combat above level 4, Lu Yang would not be able to reach level 170. Fortunately, he won easily, without

He was forced to use several other clones to use mixed skills. It was his ultimate move and he would not use it unless absolutely necessary.

Today is relatively free. Lu Yang is not in a hurry to upgrade. His subordinates are also busy upgrading their equipment. There are no troublemakers outside. He can relax for a while and return to Tianyu Divine City. He walks to the arena and holds the ticket to his

We 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 to fight are the top masters selected by the official based on the arena points.

This competition is divided into the winner group and the loser group. Even if the players fail in the battle, they will not be eliminated immediately. Instead, they will enter the loser group to fight. In the future, the winner group and the loser group will compete for the last 10,000 people.

Ranking quota.

Lu Yang was sitting next to Bai Shi and Zhuo Jiu. They had finished the first game and were chatting together. When they saw Lu Yang coming, they all stood up to greet them.

"You're welcome, have you seen any masters?" Lu Yang asked.

Xia Yuwei glared at Bai Shisanxiong, Liang Yun and the other single men angrily, and said, "I saw a few masters, but the eyes of these singles were not in the right position."

All the men were speechless, and Zhuojiu showed an embarrassed expression, while Qingqian Zimeng, Lan Yu and others who were following him in a private room were snickering.

Lu Yang laughed, gave Lan Yu a look and asked, "What's going on?"

Lan Yu hugged Lu Yang's arm and said playfully to Lu Yang, "I finally know the other side of Brother Zhuojiu. He is also a lustful person."

Zhuojiu looked embarrassed, scratched his face, and said with a smile: "Don't blame me, this woman is too bad."

"What kind of girl?" Liang Yun pointed to the field and said, "We just arrived in the third game. This girl is dressed in red, uses fire spells, and fights against the players on the opposite side."

Lu Yang took advantage of the situation and looked into the field.

On the grass of the circular arena, an extremely beautiful mixed-race girl was wearing a red suspender top, revealing her proud upper body. Below was a long red skirt with high slits, revealing straight and white legs, with no shoes on her feet.

, bare feet.

Lu Yang understood and said, "This girl is deliberately packaging her appearance. She looks like a fashion match. She fights like this in the arena. She is running to become a star."

Xia Yuwei clenched her fists and said angrily: "That's right, these people who have never seen the world are drooling."

"No." Bai Shi and others denied together.

"I saw it." Xia Yuwei said.

Zhuojiu, Baishi and others looked hurt.

Lu Yang laughed and was too lazy to talk to them. They were too familiar. We often see scenes like this. In the court, the girl in red played so dazzlingly. She was covered in fire spells and was obviously a level 5 flame bloodline of level 170.

Specialization.

Her skill combos are smooth and her reaction speed is top-notch. The opponent is a rogue player, and she was knocked down by her flames during several sneak attacks from the air. Her expression was very accurate every time she attacked.

Lu Yang recognized who this girl was. She was the fire goddess from the fourth martial arts tournament in her previous life. She was a mixed-race girl from Korea and the United States.

Qing Qian Zi Meng's voice rang in everyone's ears, saying: "Here's the information. The girl's name is Lan Wei'er. She is of Korean and American descent. At the same time, she is also a representative sent by our hostile guild in South Korea. Next time South Korea and China will fight.

, she will definitely fight."

"It seems that it is necessary for me to have a fight with South Korea myself." Bai Shi thought seriously.

"I feel that this task should be given 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. With her skills, I feel that she can enter the top ten of the fire mage rankings this year. If she does, with her

With her beauty and strength, and the support of the financial backers behind the scenes, she is a formidable opponent."

Everyone nodded.

Lan Yu suddenly exclaimed and said: "Look at the competition in the third area, that Korean player went too far."

Lu Yang, Bai Shi and others looked sideways. In that game, the Flame Knife of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood was playing against a Korean player. Lu Yang's eyes lit up and he recognized the Korean player as the puppet master Park who had been mentioned by his subordinates.

Make it again.

Inside the venue.

Park Zaicheng set up eight puppets to attack the flaming knife. At this time, the flaming knife was clearly at a disadvantage. Park Zaicheng's puppet play was really weird. Four were mainly attacking and four were mainly defending.

The reaction speed of the brain is so fast that the eight puppets are attacking and defending at the same time.

The puppets have health, but the Flame Knife, even with level five bloodline specialization, didn't even knock down half of the puppet's health before being beaten to residual health.

If Park Zaicheng defeated the Flame Knife in this way, it would not arouse the anger of the players. What really made people angry was that when Park Zaicheng saw the remaining health of the Flame Knife, his left hand controlling the puppet was actually replaced by his left foot, and he sat on the ground.

, using his left foot and right hand to jointly control eight puppets, clearly humiliating the Flame Knife.

Inside the venue.

"You dare to humiliate me." The flame knife was furious.

Park Zaicheng showed a mocking smile at the flame knife and said while operating it: "Seeing your ability, I probably know what Lu Yang's strength is. Even if Lu Yang comes, I will fight him like this."

"If you dare to humiliate my boss, I will kill you." The flame knife became angry and rushed towards Park Zaicheng crazily.

However, Park Zaicheng was not in a hurry to kill him, and continued to humiliate him with control skills. The battle could be resolved in ten seconds, but Park Zaicheng humiliated him by beating the flame knife for 2 minutes.

"Bang"

Bai Shi punched the wall of the private room and cursed: "I will take people to kill him today, he is looking for death."

Lu Yang stopped the white lion and said: "You see, this year Korean players are preparing for an explosion. There was Lan Weier in the front, and now there is Park Zaicheng. Don't use a large number of players to take revenge because of this matter. What you want to think about now

Yes, if you meet him, how do you fight him?"

Kuai Bansheng frowned and said: "This is the first time I have seen the puppet profession. Putting aside other aspects, this person is too strong. Eight puppets can be controlled by eight people in the same way without any delay. This is too buggy."

Bai Shi calmed down and said, "I'm afraid I may not be his match against him."

Lu Yang smiled and said: "His profession is specially used for martial arts competitions, but on the battlefield, he can't have an advantage. There are too many people, and it makes no sense for him to control eighteen."

"Is there any way to defeat him?" Xia Yuwei asked.

Lu Yang said: "Fighting against a puppeteer requires reaction speed on the one hand, and wisdom on the other. There is no specific method. I can only find gaps during the fight on the spot. Such people are very scary, and I may not even be able to win."

he."

Baishi, Maojiu and others were all surprised. They realized that the Korean players who came this time were indeed a little different.

As Lu Yang said, puppet players are really buggy, but it depends on who can use them well.

"Let's continue watching the game." Lu Yang retracted his gaze and continued to look at the next game.

He found an interesting battle. There was a player with clone blood in the field. He already had four clones, including the main body, a total of five people. It was obvious that this was a European player, or a young boy.

When he fights with someone, he doesn't need to look at the other person with his eyes, but listens with his ears. No matter what skills the other person uses, he can know what the other person is going to do, and quickly control the five professions to react together.

This man, Lu Yang, also knew that he was the blind Gao Wan from his clone bloodline in his previous life. He was not blind, but a professional tuner who could clearly identify any note.

The player standing opposite the tuner was even more familiar to Lu Yang. It was Heisha, a black-haired expert holding daggers in both hands and wearing a black scarf.

During the battle between the two sides, the tuner was very strong, but 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.

…

Throughout the morning, Lu Yang saw almost all the high-level players he was familiar with, as well as three other female players. Counting Xia Yuwei, the six female players became the advertisement for this tournament. Each of them had a temperament.

, each with different skills and very individual personality.

At noon, the game entered a break. Lu Yang strolled outside and came to the antique street. This was now his treasure. The No. 1 antique store opened by Alice was completely closed. After he changed his disguise,

A dozen other stores have become his main battlefield.

Just after entering the second store, Lu Yang suddenly encountered a familiar figure from behind. His back looked a little hunched, and his eyes were very close to him when looking at things, as if he couldn't see clearly from a distance.

Lu Yang walked around the back and walked in front of him, and saw his front face. He was a middle-aged man with an oval face and thick eyebrows. There was always a trace of indescribable melancholy on his face, as if he was worried about something.

Same.

"Friend, what's your name?" Lu Yang asked.

The hunchbacked man ignored Lu Yang and continued to look at the antiques.

Lu Yang smiled and stood aside to wait. If he saw it correctly, the person in front of him was the antique appraisal expert he had been looking for.