Godly System: From Fire to God

"Three elves?"

Lin Mo frowned slightly, this was a term he had never heard of.

"As a race with very old qualifications, the elves have three unique skills that have been praised and studied by other races..."

Abel explained.

"The so-called three geniuses are archery, animal training, and communication with nature."

Lin Mo nodded, indicating that he understood.

"But I want to remind you that these three techniques are natal skills that the elves have been training since they were young, and they can't be quickly learned by those who haven't been trained."

As Abel spoke, a hint of pride appeared on his face.

"Okay, I understand. I accept these projects. I want to see if the three technologies that can be called elves' unique skills will surprise me."

Lin Mo nodded.

Abel can be regarded as the son of the elder after all. Among the elves, holding you and working efficiency are quite fast.

In less than an hour, Abel's entourage had already contacted the venue of the competition, and even announced to the outside world that the two people were about to compete.

I heard that there was a human being who forcibly tore through the restriction left by the goddess of nature, entered the trial grounds and rescued the emperor. Many people in the tribe were full of interest and curiosity about Lin Mo. Competing with Abel for the three geniuses, a lot of spectators immediately gathered.

The venue for the competition is the inner school of the elves. There is a wide field, as well as the props and weapons needed for the competition.

"How are you nervous? If you are scared now, I can give you a little bit and switch to other projects that you are good at."

Looking at the crowds outside the schoolyard, Abel chuckled lightly and said provocatively to Lin Mo.

"Hehe, what I am afraid of is not that I can't beat you, but that I will completely slap you in the project you are good at, and you will not be able to mix here in the future."

Lin Mo smiled.

Abel snorted and did not continue to break with him.

The referee is an elderly man, but although this old man is very old, his clothes are still neat and straight, his eyes are piercing, his back is straight, and he looks like a very old man. warrior.

Abel was very polite to him, and Lin Mo also greeted him properly.

Lin Mo had a very strong affection for the whole elves. Even if it was Abel, Lin Mo didn't have any heartfelt disgust towards him.

"In the first game, archery, each of you has three chances to shoot arrows. All arrows are removed. Don't worry about getting injured, but each bow and arrow is smeared with white ash. Both sides stand in place and shoot three arrows in turn. Whoever has the most white ash will lose."

After the old man finished talking about the rules of the game, he sent Lin Mo and Abel into the field.

Lin Mo put on a black suit according to the rules, and waited a while to count the arrows in his body.

The site here is very special. It looks like a huge open space on the surface, but Lin Mo can feel that the soil of this open space is full of tree seeds.

Lin Mo was holding a bow in his hand and a quiver around his waist, standing at each end of the field with Abel, looking at each other.

"The old man just said that each person shoots three arrows in turn, but he didn't say that each person shoots three arrows in turn... This means that you can shoot more than one arrow each time, then... this quiver There are a total of 12 arrows in it. If 12 can be scored, I will win this game."

Lin Mo checked the equipment on his body and thought to himself.

"Both parties are ready..."

The old man yelled, Lin Mo was silly as soon as he raised the bow and arrow in his hand, and a huge tree wall floated in the center of the venue, dividing the entire venue into two halves.

The tree wall is very thick and the height is also very high. More importantly, with this wall in the middle, Lin Mo can't see the location of Abel opposite.

What does it mean?

Lin Mo frowned and looked blank.

"Start!"

Following the old man's soft roar, Lin Mo heard two clank bowstrings coming from the tree wall.

Two bows and arrows flew obliquely into the sky from the tree wall.

But the arrow at the back seemed to fly faster than the arrow at the front. After the two arrows flew over the tree wall, the arrow at the back slammed into the tail of the front arrow. .

This collision instantly changed the flying direction of the arrow in front of it. The whole arrow originally flew obliquely into the sky, but after the impact, it suddenly turned into a dive and flew down.

The arrow hit Lin Mo's chest very accurately, leaving a white gray dot on it.

"It's your turn, human boy."

The old man nodded, and then shouted to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was a little silly, what is this special, is it archery?

Bows and arrows in the air can turn, is this completely open?

But surprised to surprise, Lin Mo was also full of excitement when he saw this scene. He immediately took out two arrows from the quiver, and simulated how to shoot this round in his mind.

Lin Mo's realm is already very high, and it is not completely impossible to simulate these techniques.

Accompanied by the sound of two bowstrings, the two arrows flew into the air one after the other, and successfully collided together.

It's just that Lin Mo's bow and arrow didn't seem to be as spiritual as Abel's. After the impact in the air, the direction shifted a bit, and he shot straight out sideways.

"second round."

After seeing this scene, the old man didn't have any expressions, and he immediately announced the second round.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, the tree wall went back to the ground again. This time, thick trees emerged from the ground.

The trees are not neatly arranged, and the arrangement is very messy, and there is a tall tree directly in front of the two.

Lin Mo couldn't see Abel's movements clearly at this end, nor could he see himself clearly.

Lin Mo looked at the tree in front of him. This time, if he still used the method just now, the arrow wouldn't fly into the sky at all and would be stopped by the big tree.

I don't know how the elves deal with this situation.

"Start."

Clank Clank Clank!

The sound of bowstrings is like music, cadence and rhythm.

Immediately after that, Lin Mo heard the sound of several bows and arrows colliding with each other. If he stood on the sky and looked down at this time, he could see the five arrows shot by Abel colliding against each other among the trees, moving forward in a broken line.

Whoosh!

The last arrow shot from the diagonal stab accompanied by a sound, hitting Lin Mo's ribs!