Chapter 38: The Perverted Mage of the Arena (2)
Shuimu Nianhua pondered silently after listening to it, he was still sighing in the past few days, another meteor-like game master, it seems that the novice village is impacting the free trial, but I don't know if there are difficulties. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Hidden Ash, taught by the Great God?" Mizuki asked in a low voice.
"Yes, the great god said that it won't come out in a short time, you can go in and try it, I don't think there are many people who can pass 2,000 points in this competition." Mizuki said with a sigh, the great god said that he would stay here until the end of the competitive competition, there are still more than two hours, with other people's skills, there is no way to pose a threat, it must be a score, the score of the great god has increased, and naturally the score of other people will be reduced.
"Come on, I'll try it now." Mizuki Yui's arrow was eager to try, and when he thought of it, he immediately headed for the arena.
The others didn't say anything when they saw this, many people from the Shuimu Guild went to the arena, they have heard a lot of legends about laughing people in the past few days, for this legendary name, they have been longing for a long time, and they will not miss the opportunity to have such an experience, but all the people who go out are estimated to be more than 1900 points, and the lower scores are not ranked at all.
"That new pervert has reached the top with a winning streak."
"The number one master of the Mizuki Guild, Mizuki Hidden Ash, should have run into him, and as a result, he lost points."
"It's too strong, and I haven't failed so far."
The others also discovered the change in the competitive ranking at this time, and the person who reached the top of the 2110 competitive score pressed the Mizuki Hidden Ash and the original Mowei under him, and the gap seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
He Xiaoming has been fighting for a lot longer than before, and he is now consciously controlling himself, mainly honing his skills, and just now he met an archer who practiced his steps for a while.
Mo Wei stayed quietly in the arena room, did not continue to rank, looked at the arena ranking with a sad face, and looked at the number one ranking with his name hidden now, winning 109 games and losing 0, his pupils shrank, and the person he just met should be this person.
He had just met a perverted mage, which made him have nowhere to use his strength, and the bow and arrows he shot were all dodged by the mage, and he saw that the mage was deliberately practicing his steps, so he didn't shoot at all, and kept dodging there.
At that time, he still smiled coldly, ridiculous in such a high-end game is still practicing positioning, but before he sneered for long, he found that he really couldn't shoot the mage, and his temper burst also came up, and he attacked desperately, and he didn't hit a flash for more than ten minutes, he was about to stop and just about to speak, the mage on the opposite side made a move, and the thunderbolt split him on his back, directly turning into white light.
After He Xiaoming practiced for a while, he felt that it was no longer of any help to him, and he shot directly with the thunderbolt technique, two thunderbolts in a row, he was familiar with the archer's shooting habits and positions before, not to mention that the opponent stood stupidly for more than ten minutes motionless target, without any accidents, and hit directly.
Mo Wei scolded a little in her heart, your uncle, play with me, you didn't make a move when I was fighting, and I was just about to stop talking, and you killed me directly.
He Xiaoming then did not continue to practice the pace of PK, but practiced the casting speed of the mana skill by three times, and the time consumed in each game gradually shortened.
"Damn, the great god didn't wait for me to speak, and he killed me for a second." Mizuki said with a sad face.
"That mage with the silver-white staff is what you call the great god? Just one skill killed me, and I didn't even react, it's too perverted. Another person from the Mizuki Guild said weakly.
At this time, Mo Wei stood at the door of the arena in a daze, looking at the arena sadly, you are strong, can't Lao Tzu hide if he can't open his mouth? I wanted to cry without tears in my heart, in the middle he went to the arena again, met He Xiaoming three times, and was directly swallowed up by a succession of thunderbolts, and he didn't even have a chance to speak, looking at the competitive points that were already less than 2000 points, he looked back at the arena with sad eyes, and didn't go back to the outside of the city, he didn't have any hope for the golden equipment, there was that pervert, it was estimated that no one could grab him.
In the forum, because of the appearance of the person who reached the top of the Qinglong City winning streak, it set off a wave of waves, and many of the original game news websites sent many people into the "World" to collect news materials, and He Xiaoming's ascent to the top directly appeared on the headlines of the "World" game.
Finish the "World" forum area
"There are strong people at the top in Qinglong City, 119 wins, no defeats, and now there are 2180 competitive points, more than 200 points away from the second place, and the golden weapon has been locked."
Geographic Magazine of the World
"One of the best, the dark time of the Qinglong City Arena, one person fights alone, suppresses others and no one breaks through 2,000 competitive points again."
Tengqi News
"The mage is weak in the early stage? The first mage of the Qinglong City Athletic tells you that the style of the master is still the same, but your way of opening it is not right. ”
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The game division of Hangcheng Baa Group, located in the tallest building in Hangzhou, can overlook half of the deep city, and there are three figures talking in the president's office.
"Contact the first mage in the Qinglong City competition, with an annual salary of 50 million, see if you are willing to join us, if the salary is not enough, you can add more." A middle-aged man who is not tall, but has a strong aura, dressed in casual clothes, sitting on the tea table in the office, taking a sip of the teacup and saying in a deep voice.
"Boss, is 50 million too much? You must know that we have recruited a lot of game masters, and the cost is only 100,000 yuan per year, and the highest is one million. The other two sat on the other side, one of whom was in his thirties, dressed in a crisp black suit, and after a moment of silence, he spoke and persuaded him.
"Yes, boss, among the professional players I manage now, the highest salary and freedom should be Youai, who was originally a professional player." The other was dressed in a light blue suit, his hair shining and glowing, spotless, and he also spoke out.
As the boss of Baa Group, he understands their thoughts very well, the height of the station is different, and he naturally sees it differently, and he learned from other channels that "World" is not as simple as he imagined, and he doesn't know how it is not simple, anyway, he knows that it is not simple.
50 million is not much for him, he spun off the game division from the Baa Group to form a wholly-owned company, which is to fancy the hot interests in the "World", he can start from scratch, can develop the group into an extraordinary influence around the world, and the natural vision will not be bad, and the same competitors, but also the old rivals of the Shencheng City Baa Group and the capital's Wandu Group, are invested in the "World", their ideas, he naturally understands.
And the same scene happened on the office desks of many large consortia across the country.