Godly System: From Fire to God

"I abstain and go straight to the third round."

Lin Mo said without hesitation.

The old elven man was taken aback, but didn't say anything, he also nodded and started the third round of the contest.

The giant tree on the ground burrowed into the ground again, and the field was empty again.

Abel stood on the opposite side and stared at Lin Mo from a distance. Seeing the two very conspicuous white gray dots on Lin Mo's body, a proud smile appeared on Abel's face.

In his opinion, he is two arrows ahead, which basically means the victory is set.

Abel knew in his heart that this kind of game would become more difficult as it progressed.

He is the leader of this generation of young people, but he himself can't guarantee that he will be able to hit Lin Mo in the third round.

Archery Xiaobai like Lin Mo, if he shoots so many arrows in the third round, which is the most difficult, he really has a ghost.

Thinking of this, Abel seemed to have foreseen the embarrassment on Lin Mo's face when he won the round. Abel suddenly opened his eyes and showed a contemptuous expression at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows lightly as a response.

He also knew in his heart that he really underestimated these elves, because of this archery alone, he had to make Lin Mo very impressed.

It is almost impossible to defeat Abel with pure archery skills, but according to the rules of the game set by the old man, it seems that he has not said that he must win through skills. That being the case, if he succeeded in getting the arrow to leave a white and gray mark on Abel through other methods, it would not be considered a violation of the rules, right?

Lin Mo made up his mind secretly.

Following the control of the old elven man, trees began to emerge from the ground again. Although the trees were not as thick this time, they were still big enough to block the sight of the two.

When all the trees appeared, a wall made of trees slowly floated from the two of them, blocking them like a protective film.

Lin Mo frowned. The terrain of this third round is basically the combination of the first two rounds, but the trees are so tightly shielded that if you can still shoot yourself with skill, it would be too exaggerated. Got it.

"Start!"

The old man did not give Lin Mo a chance to be in a daze. After the venue had fully emerged, the old man shouted to start immediately.

Clank Clank Clank Clank.

Lin Mo listened very carefully, a total of five bowstrings rang.

Abel shot two arrows in the first round, five arrows in the second round, and now, he shot all the remaining arrows!

The arrows were still weird and dexterously colliding with each other in the woods, but because the trees were not as thick as they were in the second round, the arrows did not turn a few times.

At the end, there were two arrows left to shoot straight towards the tree wall.

Two arrows one behind the other, when they reached a certain distance, the arrow at the back slammed into the tail of the arrow in front, and the two arrows collided, and the arrow at the back passed all its kinetic energy to it. The first arrow.

The speed of this arrow suddenly became so fast that it abruptly shot a hole in the tree wall.

At the same time as the arrow came through, the remaining inertia had been consumed little, but the arrow still reluctantly flew to Lin Mo, leaving a shallow white mark on his calf.

After shooting this round, Abel's forehead was full of sweat, and his face became much paler.

These five arrows, regardless of speed, strength, direction, sequence, and frequency of shooting, all need to be very precise, and Abel's mental strength can be said to be extremely exhausted.

"bingo."

The old elven man spoke softly, and nodded softly to him.

Abel's performance was completely in his eyes. Such superb archery skills are also very rare among this group of young people.

"it is good!"

Abel's entourage immediately began to applaud and cheered like a roar.

Abel himself showed a triumphant smile. He packed the bow and arrow in his hand, and it seemed that he was planning to leave the field.

The old man also shook his head slightly, preparing to reset the plants in the field.

"Is it a bit too early to be happy now?"

Lin Mo's voice came from a distance.

Abel frowned: "I have hit all three rounds of arrows. You have no chance."

"You said I didn't have a chance, I didn't have a chance? A joke, can you pronounce a sentence in advance before the result comes out?"

Lin Mo responded unceremoniously.

Abel couldn't find any strong reason to respond, so he had to stand back where he was.

The old man took a deep look at Lin Mo and didn't say much. He just stopped his work and let the trees continue to stay in place.

Lin Mo recognized the direction Abel was standing, and then pulled the quiver in front of him, stretched out his hand to pull out all the bows and arrows inside, and all ten bows and arrows were placed on the bowstrings.

The old man frowned as he watched. Lin Mo bent his bow and used his arrow like this, without any skill or deep meaning.

This is not even as good as a layman who has just come into contact with bows and arrows. Even a layman should know that taking ten at the same time has no special effect. On the contrary, they will interfere with each other when they are shot.

The old man moaned his lips, trying to say something, but he held it back.

As a referee, he must be fair and just, and even a little hint and suggestion cannot be said from his mouth.

Whoosh whoosh...

Abel's archery is like rhythmic music, and Lin Mo's archery is completely like a machine gun.

Under the guidance of the emperor-level celestial spirit body, these ten bows and arrows did not collide at all, but shot forward like a celestial woman scattered flowers.

boom!

Many holes were shot out of the tree wall in front of him, and ten bows and arrows passed through them and shot straight in the direction of Abel.

Lin Mo's idea is very simple. He really doesn't have the skills to speak of, but his strength is strong. As the so-called one force is reduced for ten times, since your archery can make your arrows shoot at me without obstacles, then I will Just shoot through it directly!

Ten arrows completely ignored these trees, completely forcibly opening the way.

When Abel shoots his arrows, he can only hear the clash of bows and arrows and the sound of breaking through the air, but these ten arrows of Lin Mo are as dynamic as a real battlefield.

Although Abel couldn't see what was happening on the opposite side, he had already started to shake his legs after hearing this movement.

The old man was stupid as a whole. He had seen Biarch, but he had never seen Lin Mo come like this.

Others are better than skills, Lin Mo is simply showing his arm strength.

But he wasn't a foul, the old man could only watch the ten arrows shooting towards Abel with a force that was almost ruining the world.