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Wang Yue thought that Tong Yao must be the child of a wealthy family, because he had a worry-free life, so he kept a carefree smile every day, it turned out that he was like himself, a child of an ordinary family.

Tong Yao is even stronger than him, he himself has never come out to work part-time to earn living expenses, but Tong Yao is using the holidays to come out to work part-time to earn living expenses, today's sun is slightly spicy, Tong Yao has a few drops of fine sweat on her forehead, but she still smiles so happily.

"Give." Tong Yao handed Wang Yue a registration form for the Huacheng Cup Fireline League and said with a smile. "Fill it in."

Wang Yue took the ballpoint pen placed on the table, filled it out carefully, and finished it in a short time, only one signature was missing.

Wang Yue paused slightly when writing the last stroke of the word "Wang", and then as soon as he closed it, the whole word "Wang" was written in a chic and atmospheric manner, and after writing the word "Yue", Wang Yue handed the form to Tong Yao.

Tong Yao handed Wang Yue a number plate and a piece of information, and said seriously: "Your entry number is 1005, half an hour later, the third competition venue in the stadium will participate in the preliminaries, and the preliminaries will be passed before the Huacheng Cup Fireline League will officially begin." ”

"Well, see you later." After Wang Yue said a word, he went to the third arena according to the guidance on the information.

During this period, Wang Yue couldn't help but look back at Tong Yao, Tong Yao started to register another person with the scriptures, her little face was very serious, but there was a happy smile in her dark eyes, obviously, the part-time job that earned living expenses did not make her feel the slightest hardship, but she was still very happy.

If Wang Yue could see God, he would definitely make a deal with God, willing to exchange anything with him for magic to keep Tong Yao smile forever, because Tong Yao was not supposed to be a girl who fell into the mortal world.

The stadium is divided into five parts, respectively, five competition venues, although it is only a preliminary round, not even an official game, but there is still no shortage of people in the circular spectator seat, which can be seen in the popularity of the Huacheng Cup Fire Line League.

Wang Yue came to the third competition venue, submitted the competition materials and number plate to the person in charge, and then sat in the waiting area, waiting for the staff to arrange his upcoming preliminaries.

During the waiting period, Wang Yue even met many acquaintances from the Youth University, including Xie Kun from the Computer Department, Han Moxi, the school grass, Luo Xiu, a rival in the school competition, and so on.

They are obviously also running for the Huacheng Cup Fireline League, and they are all among the best fireline masters in their youth universities, but in the Huacheng Cup Fireline League, Wang Yue estimates that it is difficult for them to go far.

After all, this is not just a competition between students of a school, but a competition between the huge flower city, experienced adults, masters who are not obvious on weekdays, and even some professional celebrities, which can be described as a group of heroes gathered together.

Although the bonuses are attractive, and the championship rewards are even more mouth-watering, but there is only one championship, but there are nearly 1,000 participants.

After a month of retreat and further study, Wang Yue's skills have increased a lot, but Rao is so, Wang Yue is still not completely sure, and some are just a life-saving and unremitting fire line ambition.

"The announcement of the third game, Wang Yue, the No. 1005 player, is invited to the No. 2 competition area of the field to have a preliminary match with the No. 0975 player."

Wang Yue got up, bringing up an invisible domineering, and there was an invisible depth in his dark eyes, this was his first battle in the Huacheng Cup League, and it was also a must-win battle.

According to the prompt, Wang Yue quickly came to the No. 2 competition area and found his seat, waiting for the arrival of his opponent, No. 0975.

A burly figure sat opposite Wang Yue, smiled at Wang Yue with pity, and pouted: "Little ghost, I have to say, you are very unlucky!" ”

Wang Yue raised his eyes and looked at the man opposite him, the man was not a bystander, it was the burly man who cut the queue and pushed him out of the line when he was in line.

Wang Yue pursed his lips and smiled slightly, he is not a person with a small belly, but it does not mean that he doesn't care about anything, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, it seems that it does not take ten years, it can be solved in front of him.

Although it's not a big deal to get out of breath, it's always a little stuffy, so it's still good.

Wang Yue smiled at the burly man and said, "Report your name." ”

The burly man lowered his clothes, revealing half of a fierce and abnormal leopard head tattoo, and said in a loud voice: "It's good if you call Lao Tzu Leopard Master." ”

Wang Yue smiled bitterly and shook his head, no wonder there was a semi-public preliminaries before the official competition.

Because of the honor, generous bonuses and guaranteed annual salary contracts, the Huacheng Cup Fire Line League has gathered, and it has also led to the attraction of some people who only come with good money.

The leopard master grinned, with a disgusted expression of disdain for competing with a hairy child like Wang Yue, and said: "Little ghost, it is your misfortune to meet me, if you are smart, you will give up the game obediently, and you will be embarrassed for a while, this is still a trivial matter, if you cry your nose after losing, it will not be fun." ”

Wang Yue touched his nose and said, "I just started playing, I don't know how to play, please be merciful, big brother." ”

The leopard master enjoyed the mercy of his subordinates very much, and dragged him more and more, and said: "Don't call it big brother, call it uncle, call it big brother, you are not worthy!" ”

Without waiting for Wang Yue to reply, the announcement sounded: "Announcement of the second competition area of the third venue, please start the game within five minutes, the type of competition is to kill forty enemies by transport ship, there is no limit to the type of gun, the winner will be determined in one game, the winner will pass the preliminaries, the loser will be eliminated, the system will monitor the whole process, please do not use cheating." ”

The leopard master logged in to the line of fire, built the room according to the requirements of the competition, and snorted at Wang Yue: "Little ghost, come in, the master will teach you some skills today!" ”

Wang Yue logged in to the fireline account left by Yang Ke and entered the room of the Leopard Master, the Leopard Master did not hesitate at all, and started the game after seeing Wang Yue prepare.

The leopard master controlled the characters of the Flying Tigers, holding a desert storm, and rushed towards the area where Wang Yue was, just caught Wang Yue who appeared from the diagonal mouth, and aimed at Wang Yue is a burst of wasp out of the nest shooting, killing Wang Yue.

Wang Yue squinted his eyes, the leopard master does not have much IQ in words and deeds, the technique of crossing the line of fire is really good, the bullets are densely concentrated, controlled in the upper body of the enemy, the rate of fire is fast and accurate, and the footwork is also a little mysterious, obviously there are still so many hits.

The leopard master glanced at Wang Yue, and said arrogantly: "Don't say that the master won't let you, the master will abandon the rifle and use the pistol to play with you today, by the way, you were really cowardly when I pushed you out of the team." ”