Chapter 95 Mage 'God'
Ma Yingjie left the arena and looked at the few people already in the audience stands. It seemed that he was not fast enough as these people came out earlier than him. But it was also good this way, at least others would not pay too much attention to him.
Looking at the side, there is an old acquaintance, Leng Lengyue from the Blood Moon Guild. Lu Hao has the urge to go up and chat with her. Leng Lengyue is not bad looking, and judging from the time she came out, she should be an expert. Currently, Lu Hao has only found one girl who is so good at playing, the withered Bauhinia.
As if she noticed someone was looking at him, Leng Lengyue looked back at Ma Yingjie, nodded to him in a friendly manner, and continued to watch the game, leaving Ma Yingjie, who was about to approach her, with a cold shoulder.
Forget it, let’s just watch the game. Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle.
Not far from the stands, two warrior players were playing guerrilla warfare. You slashed me with a knife, and I stabbed you with a sword. Then the two of them retreated a few steps, circled in place for a while, and waited for their blood to recover before continuing to move forward and beat them hard. This made Ma Yingjie speechless. He couldn't understand how they could persist until here with such a level.
"Wow."
After practicing Tai Chi for a long time, most of the others had finished their competition. One of the warriors winked at the person opposite him and swung his sword at the player.
Before the blade even touched his body, the player flew backwards and fell to the edge of the arena. The guy opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that he was not far below, so he rolled down the arena.
"Hey!" The victorious warrior shouted while posing in a cool manner in the arena.
This classic fake fall shocked Ma Yingjie. Can MD play like this?
Ma Yingjie paid close attention to the two players. After a while, they came together, patted their chests and gave each other thumbs up. Then Ma Yingjie clearly saw that the winning player stuffed something into the hands of the fake-falling warrior.
Lu Hao didn't know what it was specifically, but judging from the size of it, it shouldn't be equipment. After the player who faked a fall took it, he smiled meaningfully at the warrior. It turned out to be a ceremonial exchange.
After a short break, the second round of drawing lots began. This time, Ma Yingjie's luck was very bad, and he drew the number 44. (There were a total of 100 people. After the last competition, 50 people were eliminated, so there were only 50 numbers left!)
Following the guidance of the NPC beauty, Ma Yingjie found Arena No. 22. The huge arena was empty. Ma Yingjie waited for a while, and a mage in a red robe walked in from the opposite side.
The wizard had long noodle-like hair and a pale face, very much like the image of a vampire in the movies.
The robe on his body was obviously a fire attribute bonus equipment, so the identity of this cool guy in front of him was self-evident. He definitely believed in a different god from Ma Yingjie. Ma Yingjie believed in Satan, while this mage believed in the god of fire.
"Hello friend, my name is God, and my profession is a fire mage. Please take care of me later." Before the time was up, the mage on the opposite side began to introduce himself to Ma Hao in a friendly manner. However, this name was really a bit cliché. Why not call him Satan?
"Ahem, hello, my friend God. My name is Shadow, and my profession is a necromancer." Ma Yingjie added the word "friend" after his name, otherwise he really couldn't speak.
Dear devil Lucifer, I really have no intention of having secret communication with God.
"Necromancer. Are you the hidden professional Necromancer?" After hearing Ma Yingjie's self-introduction, God pondered for a while, then a frustrated look appeared on his face, and he looked at Ma Yingjie unwillingly.
"It's me." Ma Yingjie smiled and said to the fire mage, "If someone respects you one foot, you should return them one foot, and vice versa. As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, Ma Yingjie is of course familiar with this principle."
"I didn't wash my feet before going out today. I'm so unlucky. I wanted to get into the top 100 and get a reward, but now that I've met you, it seems there's no hope." The fire mage sighed and said dejectedly. He had seen the video of Lu Hao snatching the Golden Scorpion King a few days ago. Facing Lu Hao, he had no chance at all.
"Haha, this is random and I can't do anything about it. You are just unlucky. Master Ji Wang has killed his opponent with a smile. I have accumulated some points. Please judge him on the spot - Dark Judgment."
"Hey, I don't have any ideas now, I just hope you won't embarrass me later." The fire mage said disappointedly. People are like this, they are full of courage to challenge people who are stronger than themselves, but they have no courage at all when facing people who are much lower in level.
"If it's not allowed now, I will definitely buy you a cup of coffee." Ma Yingjie said jokingly with a smile, tapping the Devil May Cry staff in his hand rhythmically.
"Not necessarily for coffee, but there will be a chance for drinking later, so don't miss it then, brother Shadow." The fire mage seemed to have figured it out and said indifferently.
"Sure." Ma Yingjie likes generous people, so he has a good impression of this God.
"Shadow, you add me as your friend, but I can't add you."
"Ahem, okay." Ma Yingjie casually sent out a friend request. His own friend request was closed, and no one except his friends could contact him.
I received a system prompt very quickly.
System prompt: The other party has successfully added you as a friend.
Just as they were about to speak, another system sound came, and the countdown for the game began, so both of them chose to stop talking.
God looked at Ma Yingjie embarrassedly and said, "Brother, just show your respect for me later. Don't let me step down too early, otherwise my prestige as the guild leader will be wiped out among the guild members."
"Of course." Ma Yingjie said as he fired a bone dungeon at God.
The confrontation between mages is to stand in place and use magic to bombard each other until one side's mirror is broken and the person dies, or the other side's magic is exhausted and the people are gone.
Faced with Ma Yingjie's serious let-up, God certainly could not fail to notice it. He gave Ma Yingjie a grateful smile, and then summoned a wall of fire next to each of them to block the audience's view.
"Haha, Brother Shadow, this wall of fire will only burn for ten minutes. We can sit down and chat during this time." God squatted on the ground and began to tell Ma Yingjie about his glorious history.
When talking about the origin of his pocket guild, God couldn't stop talking and started talking as if no one was around, leaving Ma Yingjie no room to interrupt.
Judging from what God said, his small guild is quite strong despite having too few members.
During this time, God stood up and was reborn and cast the Fire Wall spell twice to prolong the fire wall that was about to go out.
"Take care, buddy." Seeing that the game was about to end in five minutes, Ma Yingjie said to God with a sad face.
"Brother, it's so nice to chat with you. We must find time to get drunk, but I won't waste time now." God looked at Ma Hao with tears in his eyes, took out a dagger from the storage space, gestured at his neck twice, but he couldn't take his hand.
"Brother Shadow, you should do it. I can't do it." God said to Ma Hao in a low voice with a red face. It is not terrible to choose death, but few people have the courage to kill themselves.
"Okay, I'll do it for you." Looking at the little time left, Ma Yingjie resolutely accepted this great task.
Dark Judgment and Light of Death, two magic spells came down, and the God without shield immediately went to see the real God.
"Ding!"
System prompt: You have defeated your opponent and accumulated some points. Please go backstage to rest for a while and proceed to the next round.