Rebirth of Wild Fire

In memory, Musketeer was born in a slum. At this time, although he was a little famous in the game, he didn't get much attention. In order to make money, he held a ring competition in the square near his home, and any player who could beat him would win. He gets $100, and the player who loses to him only pays $10.

Lu Yang looked at the profile below his video, and sure enough, he posted his location and game time in the comment area below the video.

Lu Yang clenched his fists hard. The musket is too important. In his last life, this arena attracted more than a dozen competitive players, including the champion of the five-person group and the runner-up of the three-person group in the US domestic competition.

Getting a musket is equivalent to getting 3 World Championships!

At present, he has contacted Thailand's K, Germany's Tang De and Belgium's Black Friday, but the number is too small, even if a few of them trade twice in the group stage, it is not enough to pose a threat to the monopoly market of each country.

Only if he finds more international players to participate in it can he have a chance to achieve this goal. He decided to take down the musket, click on the merchant system in the upper right corner of the screen, and Lu Yang booked a flight to the United States at noon.

After finishing the main game in the morning, Lu Yang made the cut and said hello to Han Zhong. He flew straight to New York City.

After landing, Lu Yang walked to the airport retail store and said, "I want to buy a helmet."

When he was a mercenary, he deliberately studied English and was able to communicate freely with people.

The server at the retail store smiled and handed Lu Yang a helmet and said, "Of course, it's $18."

After Lu Yang paid the money, he activated his helmet in the VIP rest area of ​​the airport to enter the game, clicked on the auction house system, and spent 80 gold coins to buy a level 49 Firefight account.

The basic equipment of the account is readily available, the gems are all blood gems of level 5, and the primary skills in terms of skills are all complete.

Exiting the game, Lu Yang took off his helmet, took a taxi and entered the slum, took out a piece of paper and handed it to the driver, saying, "Please come here."

The driver, a black man, frowned and said, "Dude, why are you going here, it's not peaceful here."

Lu Yang smiled and said nothing.

The driver shrugged his shoulders, drove Lu Yang to the address on the paper, pointed to a square in front of him and said, "Good luck, buddy."

After paying the money, Lu Yang got out of the car and looked around.

The square is very dilapidated, as if it has not been repaired for decades. There are many people around, most of them are black and a few are white. Everyone's clothes don't look worn, but they are obviously worthless.

At one end of the square, hundreds of people gathered. Two people were sitting on a dilapidated and simple stage, playing in helmets. Beside them, three old 42-inch LCD TVs were playing their game.

Just as Lu Yang walked into the crowd, a black player on the stage took off his helmet and jumped up excitedly, cheering loudly.

"Win, I won, $10, thank you," said the black player.

Lu Yang recognized at a glance that this man was a musket.

The losing player angrily threw $10 to the musket and scolded, "Wait, I'll be back in a while."

Musketeer shook his body and said proudly, "Welcome to come again at any time, poor vulture."

The surrounding teenagers shouted loudly, and the player called Vulture got even more angry and turned away.

Musketeer was even more proud, looked at everyone below the stage loudly, and asked arrogantly: "Who else wants to challenge me, who dares to challenge me."

Before he came, Lu Yang hadn't thought about how to put away the musket. Seeing this, he knew what to do, just as he was about to step forward.

"I challenge you."

Eight voices appeared at the same time, and everyone off the field immediately looked in the direction of the voice, and found that the speakers were two groups, one group of five people, and a group of three people.

Lu Yang looked at these two groups of people, and his eyes became sharp. If he didn't admit his mistake, these two groups were the champion of the five-person group and the runner-up of the group of three in the previous world.

Musketeer was just 16 years old. Seeing so many people challenging him, not only did he not have a trace of fear, but his eyes also showed a bright look.

"Pay first, pay first," said Musket.

One of the younger kids came over, held their hats in front of them, and said, "$10 each, $110 if you win, no refunds if you lose."

8 people looked at each other, each took out $10 and put it in.

"Thank you, thank you." The little boy said happily.

After the 8 people gave the money, Lu Yang walked up to the little boy, put 10 dollars in his hat, and said, "Count me in the game."

The 8 people looked at Lu Yang at the same time, and one of the burly black boys said arrogantly, "Man, you won't have a chance to play. I can beat him alone."

Lu Yang shrugged and said that it didn't matter. He stood below to watch. He remembered that in the last life, muskets beat all eight of them to the ground.

Sure enough, from the first start, Musket turned on the killing mode, and each of the 8 people was a top expert, but Muskete defeated all 8 of them with a higher level.

The 8 people were not convinced. The burly black boy pointed at the musket and said, "One more time, I will definitely be able to defeat you."

Musketeer shook his body and said proudly: "Please line up, now it's the yellow-skinned gentleman in front of you."

Lu Yang walked onto the stage with a laugh, put on a helmet and competed with a musket. The screen flashed, and the two entered the arena.

The musket uses a fire mage, exactly the same as Lu Yang.

"Hey, my yellow-skinned friend, you are actually in the same profession as me, and I won't keep it." Musketeer said proudly.

"Then I'm welcome." Lu Yang pointed to the sky with his right hand.

"Meteorite"

A crimson meteorite with a diameter of 3 meters went straight to the location of the musket.

Musketeer's eyes lit up, and he did not expect that the person in front of him was a master who knew how to simplify spells.

"Hot Fast"

The gas flames at the foot of the musket quickly ran to the distance to avoid the big fireball.

Lu Yang quickly chanted the incantation, and the pyrotechnics were like bullets, hitting the musket one after another.

The 8 players who were watching the game outside were stunned. This was the common scene when they competed with muskets just now. Unexpectedly, it was used by Lu Yang.

"Who is this man?" the burly boy asked.

The other seven people shook their heads one after another, and a thin black girl said, "I have never heard of such a master in China."

...

Just as they were discussing, Lu Yang saw an opportunity and suddenly hit the musket with a flame shock, knocking him unconscious for two seconds.

How dare the musket stand on the spot for so long, and immediately activate the flashing skill, but just after jumping 30 yards away, a large scarlet fireball accurately hit his head, when he took a step back , a crimson flame fell from the sky.

The fire extinguishing skill that Lu Yang launched in advance landed on the head of the musket, and the musket died.