Chapter 1502: Master of Antique Appraisal
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Rebirth of Wild Fire
- The Burning Hell Rage
- 1811 characters
- 2021-01-29 05:02:46
The audience was thunderous, Lu Yang waved to the surroundings, and withdrew from the battlefield. He secretly relieved. After this game, he also knew his shortcomings. He lost 10 grades of equipment, and it was too bad.
On the day he was grouped out of the competition list, he knew that his opponent was a 170-level wall Taro. He dared to upgrade without experiencing Dan. He chose to fight hard because he knew that this wall's weakness was too obvious.
If he replaced the other top ten masters in the previous session with a single-line spell specialization above Level 5 or more than Level 4 blood, Lu Yang would not be able to rise to Level 170. Fortunately, he won easily, no Being forced to use several other avatars to use mixed skills, that is his great trick, he will not use it as a last resort.
Today is relatively busy. Lu Yang is not in a hurry to upgrade. His men are also busy upgrading equipment. There is no trouble outside. He can relax for a while and return to the Celestial City. He walked into the arena and came to his holding a ticket. The private room was comfortable to watch the game.
He wants to see if there are any special masters, who can enter the main battlefield are all the top masters officially selected by the arena points.
This year's competition is divided into the winner and loser groups. Even if the players fail in the battle, they will not immediately exit, but will enter the loser group to fight. In the future, the winner and loser will compete for the last 10,000 people. Quotas.
Lu Yang was seated next to the white lion and the muddy wine. They had finished the first game and were together to chat. When they saw Lu Yang coming, they stood up and greeted.
"You're welcome, have you seen any masters?" Lu Yang asked.
Xia Yuwei glared at the single men of Bai's Sanxiong and Liangyun, saying, "I saw a few masters, that is, the eyes of these single dogs are not in the right position."
All the men were speechless, and the murky wine showed an embarrassing expression, and they looked at Qing Qian Zimeng and Lan Yu who were in a private room and laughed.
Lu Yang laughed and asked Lan Yu a look, "What's the situation."
Lan Yu held Lu Yang's arm, and said playfully to Lu Yang: "I finally know that the other side of Brother Zhuojiu is also a lust."
Zhuoju had an embarrassed face and scratched his face. He smiled and said, "Don't blame me, this woman is so awful."
"What a woman." Liang Yun pointed at the court and said, "Just arrived in the third game, this girl is wearing a red suit, using fire, playing too much with the opposite player."
Lu Yang looked at the court with the opportunity.
On the circular arena, a long, very beautiful mixed-race girl wore a red suspender top, exposing her proud upper body, and below was a red high-slit skirt, showing straight white legs and no shoes on her feet. , Bare feet.
Lu Yang understood it and said, "This girl purposely packs herself. The shape is a fashion match. Playing like this in the arena, this is going to be a star."
Xia Yuwei shouted angrily and said, "Yeah, these few who have never seen the world have drooled."
"No," White Lion and others denied together.
"I saw it." Xia Yuwei said.
The faces of Zhuoju and White Lion were injured.
Lu Yang laughed and was too lazy to take care of them. It was too familiar. Such scenes are often seen. In the field, the girl in the red dress was too dazzling. With a fire spell, it is obviously a 170 level 5 blood vein Specialization.
The skills are smooth and quick, and the reaction speed is first-rate. The opposite is a thief player. She was hit by several flames from the air and knocked down. Each time she attacked, her expression was in place.
Lu Yang recognizes who this girl is. She is the goddess of fire in the 4th Contest of the last generation. She is a mixed-race girl of South Korea and the United States.
The voice of Qing Qian Zimeng sounded in everyone ’s ears and said, "The information is coming. The girl ’s name is Lan Weier, a Korean-American mixed race. At the same time, she is also a representative from our Korean hostile guild. The next Korean and Chinese war , She will fight. "
"Looks like, I need to fight with the Korean side myself." White Lion thought seriously.
"I feel that this task should be entrusted to me." Liang Yun said.
Lu Yang looked at the two and said silently: "Be careful, this woman is not as simple as it looks. With her technique, I feel that I can enter the top ten of the fire mage rankings this year. If she comes in, use her His appearance and strength, with the support of the gold master behind the scenes, is a tough enemy. "
Everyone nodded.
Lan Yu suddenly exclaimed, "You look at the game in the third zone, that Korean player is too much."
Lu Yang, White Lion, and others looked sideways. In that game, the flame knife of the Jagged Brothers was playing against a South Korean player. Lu Yang's eyes brightened, and he recognized that the Korean player was the puppet master Park mentioned before. Again.
On the court.
Park Zaicheng poses eight puppets and the flame knife to attack. At this time, the flame knife has clearly stood in the downwind position. Park Zaicheng's puppet play is really weird. Four main attacks and four main defenses. He The brain's reaction speed is really too fast. The eight puppets are attacking and defending at the same time.
The puppet has blood, but even if the flame knife is a fifth-level blood specialization, even a half of the blood of a puppet is not beaten, it is beaten into residual blood.
If Park Jae-sung ’s defeat of the Flame Sword does not cause anger among players, what really makes people angry is that Park Jae-sung sees the flames of the Blood Sword and controls the left hand of the puppet. With his left foot and right hand to control the eight puppets together, it became clear that he was shaming the flame knife.
On the court.
"You dare to shame me." Flame Knife was extremely angry.
Park Zaicheng smiled mockingly at the flame knife, and said, "I see your ability, I probably know what Lu Yang's strength is. Even if Lu Yang comes, I will fight him like this."
"You dare to humiliate my boss, I killed you." Flame Knife was furious, and rushed towards Park Zaicheng madly.
Park Jae Sung didn't rush to kill him, humiliating him continuously with control skills. He could solve the battle in more than ten seconds. Park Jae Sung humiliatedly hit the Flame Sword for 2 minutes.
"嘭"
The white lion punched the wall of the private room and scolded, "Today I took someone to kill him, and he sought death."
Lu Yang stopped the white lion and said, "Look out, South Korean players are about to explode this year. There is Lan Weier in front, and now Park Jae Sung. Do n’t use a large number of players to get revenge because of this. What you want now Yes, if you run into him, how can you fight him? "
Bitter love half-life frowned and said, "This is the first time I've seen the puppet profession. I don't mention other aspects. This person is too strong. The eight puppets are like eight people's control without any delay. This is too buggy."
The White Lion calmed down and said, "I'm afraid I'm against him, and he may not be his opponent."
Lu Yang smiled and said, "His profession is specially used for competition, but on the battlefield, he doesn't have an advantage. There are too many people. It doesn't make sense to control eighteen."
"Is there any way to defeat him?" Xia Yuwei asked.
Lu Yang said: "Fighting with puppeteers is faster than reaction and smarter on the one hand. There is no specific way to find a gap when fighting on the spot. Such a person is terrible and I may not win. he."
The white lion, the muddy wine, and others were surprised. Some of them reacted. The Korean players who came this time were really different.
As Lu Yang said, puppet players are too buggy, but it depends on who can use them.
"Let's keep watching the game." Lu Yang looked back to continue to the next game.
He found an interesting battle. There was a bloodline player on the field. He already had four avatars. There are five people in the body. Obviously this is a European player or a young boy.
When he fights with others, he doesn't look at the other side with his eyes, but listens with his ears. No matter what skills the other side uses, he can know what the other side wants to do and quickly control the five professions to respond together.
This person Lu Yang also knows that he is blindly playing in the blood of the last generation. He is not a blind person, but a professional tuner who can clearly identify any note.
The player standing opposite the tuner is more familiar to Lu Yang. It is black gauze, a black-haired master with a double-handed dagger and a black scarf.
In the battle between the two sides, the tuner was very strong, but was restrained by the extremely fast body of black yarn. In the end, black yarn won with two wins and one loss and entered the winner group.
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For a whole morning, Lu Yang saw almost all the senior players he was familiar with ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and three other female players, including Xia Yuwei, six female players became the contest Advertising, each person's temperament and skill are different, and they are very individual.
At noon, the game entered a break time, Lu Yang slipped outside, he came to the antique street, and now it is his treasure, the first antique shop opened by Alice was completely closed, after he changed his camouflage coat, More than a dozen other shops have become his main battlefield.
Just entering the second store, suddenly, Lu Yang encountered a familiar back, his back looked a bit camel, and looking at it, he moved his eyes closer, as if he could not see clearly from a distance.
Lu Yang walked around and walked in front of him, and saw his face. This is an oval-faced, middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, but there is always a hint of melancholy on his face, as if there is something to worry about. same.
"Friend, what's your name?" Lu Yang asked.
The humpback man ignored Lu Yang and continued to look at antiques.
Lu Yang smiled and stood by waiting. If he read correctly, the person in front of him is the master of antique identification he has been looking for.