Blue and White Society Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Crossbow Full Score

"Choose a dart." The staff instructed.

Mo Poor looked at various styles of darts and even flying knives.

At this time, Mike said from behind: "Mo Poor, come on!"

He finished the shooting test, but still hasn't left, staying behind to watch other people test.

Of course, it wasn't Mo Poor who was watching, but the senior students. Cheering Mo Poor was just incidental.

Last night, he and Mo Poor both said that they were good at shooting, but he didn't think that Mo Poor's shooting could surpass him. Even if he took the test of twenty...then Mo Poor might only have a score of ten.

Mo Poor turned his head and smiled at him.

Mike nodded, telling him to cheer up Mo Poong, while he went to watch the masters from other teams.

Mo Poor collected himself, grabbed a dart that he often played at parties, and threw it out.

"10.9 rings."

Mo Poor watched for so long and already knew the process. Before the staff could tell, he shot all the targets of 10 meters, 20 meters, and 30 meters in sequence.

There is no further target for darts. What kind of darts do you use at a distance of 30 meters?

The staff looked calm...Looked at Mo Poor's serial number, the tail number was 666.

This means he is in the sixth group.

"666, next test the moving target." The staff calmly said.

Mo Poor was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he was calling his number.

People here are used to calling the end number, and the prefix 2018 is omitted. For example, the number 19 in the first group is directly called 119.

Mo Poor looked at the moving targets of 10 meters, 20 meters, and 30 meters, but they all moved regularly.

One moves up and down vertically, one moves horizontally left and right, and the other draws circles.

The speed is average, not very slow, but not too fast.

"10.9 Ring!"

Three throws in a row, Mo Poor used a lot of strength, and naturally hit all of them.

Next, multiple moving targets and multiple moving humanoid targets were tested on designated acupoints.

These advanced small items are all full marks.

Except for Mo Poor, a moving target 30 meters away, who took aim for a long time, everyone else scored points by raising their hands.

Shooting... The only thing that limits Mo Poor is his eyesight. Thirty meters away is very far away. Most people can't even see the score of 10.9.

To hit a hit, a normal person needs to find a feeling with very rich experience.

However, Mo Qiong not only has eyesight, but also brain power. After all, the targets are all the same. As long as he can clearly see the 10.9 ring of the ten-meter target, he can lock the same position of the same target thirty meters away through his eyesight.

The field of vision plus brain supplement can ensure that Mo Poor can hit the target even if he can't see the line on the target clearly.

Mo Poor also played such a difficult throw when he was 18 years old, but he had to try more than a hundred times to hit the tenth ring once with a fixed target 30 meters away.

Now… an absolute hit.

"666, the next item...grenade." The staff remained calm.

"Hasn't advanced yet?" Mo Poor asked.

"...no more, it's over for darts." The staff member said slowly.

Next is grenade throwing.

Grenade tests the accuracy of the parabola, because the grenade needs to be put into a pot, and the mouth of the pot is only a little bigger than the grenade.

Fixed, moving, continuous throwing, etc. are all tested, and there is no distinction between one ring and ten rings.

The hook locks are similar, and Mo Poor tested them one by one.

He finally touched his beloved bow.

"A good bow." Mo Poor picked out a short bow made of an unknown material. He doesn't like to use compound bows, but prefers handmade ones.

"The first thing is to fix the target..." the staff said.

Unexpectedly, Mo Poor said: "Can you speed up the progress? I still have a lot to test. You know that this is a preliminary test."

"You also know that it is a basic test... all items cannot be skipped." The staff member said quietly.

Mo Poor suggested: "Don't hide advanced projects, release all the targets, and let me figure it out."

"Are you sure?" The staff finally said in shock.

"Try it, I am best at bows and crossbows." Mo Poor said.

"..." The staff thought for a while, and released all the small items of the bow and arrow.

I saw a series of targets light up in front of me, from fixed targets to moving targets to living targets like flying birds.

Densely packed, from near to far, there are hundreds of targets.

"Attention, these birds are fleeting." The staff reminded.

Mo Poor saw it and sure enough, the birds flew away in a swarm as soon as they came out of the cage.

If you don't care, you won't be able to hit any of them when they fly out of range.

Mo Poor didn't have time to think about it, so he bent his bow and set up an arrow and shot directly.

"Crack! Crack!"

There were eight birds in a row, none of them escaped, and they landed on the ground sparsely, each of which was pierced by the arrow.

"This bow is so powerful!" Mo Poor admired, his hands didn't stop, he kept grabbing the arrows, shot them with the bow, and continued to hit dead targets.

I heard the sound of the ten rings ringing non-stop from near to far.

For a while, people in line were attracted to watch behind him, and even Mike ran over.

"Damn it..." Mike stared blankly at Mo Poor's hands, shooting at items he had never seen before.

Yes, he shot the bow and arrow at 20 meters, and then he was not allowed to take the test.

Where have you seen a hundred-meter target and a thirty-two moving target?

There are even birds. How did the eight birds fly away?

Mike was terrified, and Mo Poor finished shooting.

All ten rings.

"666, the next crossbow." The staff sighed, and at the same time reconfirmed Mo Poor's grouping.

The spectator said in amazement: "The bow and arrow project, is this all shot?"

"No, who is this, the examiner calls 666?"

"Uh, that's the number, right?"

"Number? Is he from the sixth group?"

Some students in the group thought that Mo Poor belonged to the first and second groups. It was not until the staff called 666 that they realized that they belonged to the sixth group, that is, the newcomers...

"This new bow and arrow is very powerful. Cold weapons are my shortcoming. I have been practicing for two months, but I haven't even seen all the items."

"It's okay, if it's in the first or second group, everyone can get full marks in crossbow throwing, there are only so many advanced items for cold weapons, and there are quite a lot of three or four groups with full marks."

"But he is in the sixth group. This move was practiced by himself before. It is a talent that has not been strengthened."

"It's a pity, such a good talent is in the bow and arrow, which has reached its peak, and there is no point in getting stronger in terms of cold weapons."

Hearing some people from the fourth group talking, Mike suddenly felt a pity.

The advanced assessment of bow and crossbow ends here, there are no more complicated and difficult items, and there is no need for that. If this talent is on firearms, it will undoubtedly be much more useful.

However, this is already worthy of Mike's envy.

"Unsurprisingly, even if he has no points for firearms, his overall evaluation is much higher than mine..."

Mike said with emotion, Mo Poor said last night that he was good at shooting, and later said that he practiced bows and crossbows since he was a child, but he didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, this is no longer good at it, but directly won the full score, the full score of the limit island.

"Is there no seven-color board for this one?" Mo Poor asked, not willing to put down his bow.

"No, even if there is, I won't give you extra points, the next item." The staff curled their lips.

Mo Poor is a bit regretful. He really likes bows and arrows. The continuous shooting speed just now is his real neurological skill. He wants to try using bows and arrows to challenge the seven-color board test that only firearms can complete.

It's a pity that for the Lanbai Club, bows and arrows are a substitute when firearms cannot be used, and this level does not need to be stronger.

In this regard, the fourth group of people said: "It is meaningless to score points, 666. No matter how strong a bow and arrow is, it is not as strong as a gun."

Seeing him regretful, others still think that he wants to improve his overall score in his field of expertise, but they don't know that firearms account for too much of the proportion, and the bows and crossbows in front of him are just appetizers.

Soon, all the crossbows were tested. Compared with bows, crossbows do not pursue combo speed, and Mo Poor can't operate too fast. He just got an impeccable evaluation on his accuracy.

"Eh? Why is he still using a crossbow? Eh? Why are there so many targets?"

Mike was concentrating on waiting for Mo Poor's marksmanship, but he heard Du Xiaoyu's voice next to him.

Seeing Du Xiaoyu approaching, Mike couldn't help but said, "You just finished the exam?"

"Uh...I'm not that good, am I?" Du Xiaoyu immediately realized that he took the exam too fast, and the faster he passed the exam, the worse his grades were, because he definitely didn't need to take more complicated advanced items.

It's just that he didn't expect that he and Mo Poor would line up and take the exam together, but he finished the exam and Mo Poor just put down the crossbow...

Mike calculated and said: "It's okay, you are a little faster than me. Mo Poor's slow test is because he has too many items in the first few items."

"The more expert you are, the longer you take the test. Look at the 119 over there, the first group of masters, who is still in the simulation cabin. He hasn't come out after you have finished the test. Like him, Mo Poor is too deep in the test. So slower than you."

Du Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Wouldn't Mo Poor's score be very high? Tell me quickly, how did he do in the previous exam?"

Mike said in shame: "I didn't look at the throw...but his bow and crossbow... are full marks."

"Full score? How much is the full score?" Du Xiaoyu looked at his overall score: 8.

"I don't know...maybe..."

Before Mike finished speaking, everyone heard a burst of extremely hasty gunshots.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Mo Poor's pistol twitched for a while, and then he put it down with smoke.

Looking at the five fixed targets from one to fifty meters, all ten rings have fallen.

Even the examiner didn't react this time, because he was lowering his head to record the evaluation of Mo Poor's crossbow skills, and was about to hear the gunshot and glanced sideways, but when he heard the sound, he looked up and the target fell down.

"666...you call again..."

p.s: Sorry. I also want to do it in one go.

(end of this chapter)

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