What is going on? What on earth is this guy on the other side saying? The Lord of Plague was completely stunned, feeling as if he was in a completely unfamiliar and inexplicable situation.
At this time, Sigma's weak voice came out from his body, "Well, I know what's going on."
Sigma finally took over the body and carefully took out the card box from his waist.
He spent a lot of effort to put together this deck of cards, and he always carries it with him, treating it as a treasure.
Roth saw Sigma take out the card box and nodded seriously, "Very good, insert your deck, enter your information, and let me see what level you are at!"
Sigma inserted his deck into the card slot somewhat awkwardly and entered his information into the information input area of the duel table.
Soon, Sigma's pitiful 37% win rate and bronze rank became clearly apparent to everyone.
Instantly, there was a burst of boos in the pub.
"So he's only in the bronze rank. I thought he was a hidden master."
"A bronze man dares to challenge Roth. Isn't that overestimating one's own abilities?"
"Haha, I guess Roth will beat them to a pulp in no time."
"How boring! I thought we could see a great showdown."
At this moment, Pete came up with a plate of fragrant barbecue and a large glass of foaming beer, and gently placed them next to Sigma. He also gave him a thumbs up and encouraged him, "Young man, you are very brave. You dare to challenge Roth. This courage is worthy of praise."
Roth raised a mocking smile and said disdainfully, "Bronze rank? Looks like I have to give you a good lesson today to let you know what true legendary duel is."
Sigma's face instantly turned red and he lowered his head in shame.
Seeing this, Roth waved his hand and announced loudly: "Then let's get started. Let me give you an unforgettable teaching duel!"
As Roth finished speaking, the duel officially began.
The outcome of this duel was no surprise. As a duel master, Roth fought with all his might. Sigma was helpless in front of him and was easily defeated.
The card players in the tavern started talking about this scene.
"I knew this would be the outcome. There's no way a bronze player could compete with Rotor."
"Yeah, it's so boring. The level gap is too big."
"Although the deck looks good, there are too many mistakes and the operation is too unfamiliar."
"I feel like he didn't bring out the full potential of his deck. Compared to Roth, there's a huge gap between them."
These words made Sigma's face turn red, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
But even so, he still looked at Roth with great admiration, and praised him sincerely: "You are really strong, you are worthy of being a master card player."
Sigma knew clearly that if it wasn't for this accidental encounter, with his level, he would not be qualified to fight against a master like Roth.
Through this Arena of Valor (Hearthstone) duel, the Plague Lord quickly understood how to play the game.
He, who had been sealed for many years, was instantly attracted to this novel way of playing.
Looking at the cards printed with minions, spells, weapons, etc., countless combinations of gameplay flashed through his mind. Charge, battle cry, taunt, deathrattle, pounce...
A variety of effects, combined with different cards, in His eyes, this is simply a fierce collision of wisdom, which makes Him very excited.
Roth pointed at Sigma and said with a smile: "You are lucky, I am in a good mood today, I will give you some guidance!"
So, Sigma and Roth started a coaching duel again.
In this scene, the Lord of Plague looked at Sigma's actions and was so angry that he was complaining in his heart.
"Ouch, you shouldn't play this card, idiot!"
"You played the wrong minion. You should use the minion with Rush to clear the board first!"
"This spell was cast at a really inopportune moment. Do you know how to play?"
"Use that card that can draw cards quickly to increase the number of cards in your hand. What are you standing there for!"
"Oh no, you see, I missed the best opportunity and I'm going to be suppressed again this round!"
However, even with the Lord of Plague giving frantic instructions, Sigmar was still in a panic.
"Bang--"
The mage character controlled by Sigmar shattered and he lost the game again.
Sigma was so upset by the Plague Lord's noise that he forgot about his terrible identity for a moment. He roared angrily in his heart: "If you can do it, go ahead. The opponent is a master in the top ten of the qualifying competition!"
The Lord of Plague was immediately furious and roared, "I'll do it! You loser, let me fight for you!"
Sigma laughed angrily and responded, "Okay, go ahead and see how you lose!"
After Roth easily won the game, he said to Sigma, "Now you know the gap between us."
Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he picked up a pen and signed his name on a blank card. He handed it to Sigma, "Here, my autograph. I've known for a long time that you're my fan. Your eyes can't lie. You want this, right? Take it."
Roth looked so skilled, it was obvious that he had experienced this kind of thing many times.
Sigma excitedly took the autographed card with both hands. This was the signature of one of the top ten masters in Arena of Valor, and it was extremely precious to him.
Roth waved his hand and said, "The teaching is over. I plan to play in the ranking match. You need to practice more, little brother."
At this moment, Sigma suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"
Roth and the people around him looked at Sigma in confusion.
At this moment, the music in the tavern seemed to have telepathic connection and switched to the most popular BGM in "Duel King" - "Fierce Duelists".
The passionate melody instantly rang out in the pub, making the whole atmosphere exciting.
Sigma closed his eyes, then opened them again. This time, Sigma took the initiative to give up control of his body, and the Lord of Plague came online!
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Sigma's entire demeanor suddenly changed.
The usual feeling of humility and cowardice disappeared without a trace in an instant, and was replaced by an evil smile. He exuded strong self-confidence and an unruly temperament, giving people the aura of a strong man at first glance.
When Roth saw this scene, he frowned slightly.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sigma carefully, because he smelled the scent of the same kind from this boy.
That’s right! It's the unique aura that only the master-level card players in Arena of Valor have!
But, how is this possible? This is how it’s done!
Sigma, no, it should be the Lord of Plague. He held the deck and smiled confidently at Roth, "Come on, let's play again. I will let you know my true strength!"
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