713: C713 Three Existences of the Elves

C713 Three Existences of the Elves

"Elf Three Unique?"

This was a noun that he had never heard of before.

"As a very old race, the Elven race has three unique abilities that have always been praised and studied by other races …"

Abel explained.

"The so-called 'Three Elf Existences' refers to archery, beast taming, and communication with nature."

Lin Mo nodded his head, indicating that he understood.

"But I have to remind you, these three techniques are innate techniques that the Elven race trained since young, not something that those who haven't been trained can learn so quickly."

Abel said with a proud look on his face.

"Alright, I understand. I accept these projects. I would really like to see if the three techniques that can be called peerless among elves will give me a surprise."

Lin Mo nodded.

After all, Abel is the son of an elder. Among the elves, he is extremely efficient in carrying you.

In less than an hour, Abel's followers had already contacted the competition grounds and announced to the outside world that there were two contestants participating in the competition.

When they heard that a human had forcefully torn apart the restrictions left behind by the goddess of nature and entered the trial grounds to rescue the royal daughter, many clansmen were filled with interest and curiosity towards Lin Mo. Now that they heard that Lin Mo was going to compete with Abel in the Three Ultimate Elves, they immediately gathered a large audience.

The competition's arena was the Elven internal drill grounds. It was a wide arena, as well as the necessary props and weapons for the competition.

"How nervous are you? If you're afraid now, I can change your mind and change it to something else that you're good at. "

Abel chuckled as he looked at the crowd gathered outside the drill ground. He aggressively spoke to Lin Mo.

"Hehe, what I'm afraid of is not that I can't win against you, but to slap your face thoroughly in a project that you're good at. In the future, you won't be able to continue staying here."

Lin Mo laughed.

Abel harrumphed and did not continue to argue with him.

The referee was an old man. Although this old man was very old, his clothes were still neat, his eyes were bright, and his back was straight. It was obvious that he was a veteran soldier.

Abel was also very polite to him, and Lin Mo politely greeted him as well.

Lin Mo had a very good impression of the entire elven race. Even if it was Abel, Lin Mo did not have any feelings of disgust towards him.

"First round, archery, each of you has three chances to shoot. All the arrows have been removed, so you don't have to worry about getting hurt, but each arrow is smeared with white ash. Both sides will take turns shooting three times; whoever has the most white ash will lose."

After the old man finished explaining the rules of the competition, he sent Lin Mo and Abel to the arena.

Lin Mo put on a set of black clothes according to the rules and counted the arrows on his body later.

This area was very special. On the surface, it looked like a huge open space, but Lin Mo could feel trees' seeds buried in the soil of this open space.

Lin Mo held a bow in his hand and a quiver of arrows tied to his waist. He and Abel stood at opposite ends of the field, looking at each other in the distance.

"The old man said that each person would take turns to shoot three arrows, but he did not say that each person would take turns to shoot three arrows." This meant that each shot could shoot more than one arrow, so … "There are a total of 12 arrows in this quiver. If I can get all 12 of them, then I will have won this match."

Lin Mo checked his equipment and thought to himself.

"Both sides, get ready …"

The old man shouted out. Just as Lin Mo raised the bow in his hand, his entire body froze in shock. An enormous tree wall appeared in the middle of the arena, splitting the arena into two halves.

The tree wall was very thick and tall. More importantly, with this wall in the middle, Lin Mo was unable to see Abel's position clearly.

What did that mean?

Lin Mo frowned and was at a loss.

"Begin!"

Following the old man's soft growl, Lin Mo heard two clanging sounds from the tree wall.

Two arrows, one in front and one behind, flew diagonally into the sky from the other side of the tree wall.

However, the arrow behind him seemed to be flying faster than the arrow in front of him. As the two arrows flew past the tree wall, the arrow behind him suddenly collided with the arrow in front of him.

This collision instantly changed the direction of the arrow in front of them. The arrow was originally flying up diagonally, but after the collision, it suddenly dove down.

This arrow accurately hit Lin Mo's chest, leaving behind a white speck of dust.

"It's your turn, human boy."

The old man nodded his head and shouted towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was dumbfounded. What the hell was this, an arrow fighting technique?

If even the arrows in the air could turn, then wasn't this equivalent to opening a trap?

However, being surprised was being surprised. When Lin Mo saw this scene, his heart was filled with excitement. He immediately took out two arrows from his arrow bag and simulated how to shoot this round in his mind.

Lin Mo's cultivation level was already extremely high, so it was not impossible for him to simulate these techniques.

Accompanied by two bowstring sounds, the two arrows, one behind the other, flew into the air and successfully collided with each other.

However, Lin Mo's bow did not seem to be as intelligent as Abel's. It was deflected slightly by the impact in midair, and was directly shot out horizontally.

"The second round."

When the old man saw this, he did not show any expression and immediately announced the second round.

With a rumbling sound, the tree wall once again drilled back into the ground. This time, a thick tree emerged from the ground.

These trees were not arranged in an orderly manner. Furthermore, they were arranged in a disorderly manner. There was even a tall tree standing in front of them.

Lin Mo could not see Abel's movements clearly, and neither could he see himself.

Lin Mo looked at the tree in front of him. If he were to use the same method as before, the arrow would not even be able to fly into the sky and would be blocked by this tree.

He didn't know how the elves would react to such a situation.

"Begin."

Clang clang clang clang!

The sound of the bowstring was like music, rhythmic and rhythmic.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo heard the sounds of several arrows colliding with each other. If one were to look down from the sky, they would see Abel's five arrows colliding with each other in the forest, moving forward in a zigzag fashion.

"Whiz!"

The last arrow, accompanied by a loud noise, shot out from the side and landed right between Lin Mo's ribs!1

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