Blue and White Society Chapter 152: Full marks for crossbow

"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 he hasn't left yet, staying behind to watch other people test.

Of course, it's not Mo Poor who is watching, but the senior students, and it's just incidental to cheer Mo Poor.

Last night, both he and Mo Poor said they were good at shooting, but he didn't think that Mo Poor's shooting could surpass his.

Mo Poor turned his head and smiled at him.

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

Mo Poor collected himself, grabbed a random dart that he used to play at parties, and threw it out.

"10.9 Ring."

"10.9 Ring."

"10.9 Ring."

Mo Poor watched for so long and already knew the process. Before the staff could tell, he shot all the targets of ten meters, twenty meters, and thirty meters one by one.

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

The staff looked calmly...Looked at Mo Poor's serial number, which ended in 666.

That means he is in the sixth group.

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

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

People here are used to shouting the ending number, and the prefix 2018 is omitted. Like the first group of 19, they directly shouted 119.

Mo Poor looked at the ten-meter, twenty-meter, and thirty-meter moving targets, 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 very fast.

"10.9 Ring!"

Three consecutive throws, 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 full marks.

Except for Mo Poor, a moving target 30 meters away, who has been aiming for a long time, everyone else gets 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.

If you want to 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 and brain supplement can guarantee that Mo Poor can hit the target even if he can't see the line on the target clearly.

When he was eighteen years old, Mo Poor had also played such a difficult throw, 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.

"Have you not advanced yet?" Mo Poor asked.

"...No more, that's all for darts." The staff member said slowly.

Next is the grenade throw.

The grenade tests the accuracy of the parabola, because the grenade needs to be thrown into a pot, and the pot mouth 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 hooks and 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 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 of exams to take. You know that this is a basic exam."

"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'm good 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 in front of me, ranging 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 looked at 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, 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 really powerful!" Mo Poor admired, his hands didn't stop, he grabbed the arrows continuously, 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..." Mike stared blankly at Mo Poor's hands, shooting at items he had never seen before.

Yes, he shot the bow and arrow for 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 when 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 viewer said in amazement: "The bow and arrow project, is this all shot?"

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

"Uh, is that the number?"

"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 practiced for two months and I have not 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 few full marks in the third and fourth groups."

"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 the comments from some of the four groups, Mike suddenly felt a pity.

This is the end of the advanced assessment of the bow and crossbow. 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, last night Mo Poor said 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 due to his own real neurological skills. 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 guns cannot be used, and there is no need to be stronger at this level.

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 is regrettable. Others still think that he is trying to improve his overall score in his field of expertise, but they don't know that firearms account for too much. The bows and crossbows in front of him are just appetizers.

Soon, all crossbows were tested. Compared with bows, crossbows do not pursue combo speed, and Mo Poor can't operate too fast.

"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 from beside him.

Seeing Du Xiaoyu approaching, Mike couldn't help saying: "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 in the end he had finished the exam, and Mo Poor had just put down the crossbow...

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

"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. Mo Qiong is the same as him. Too deep, 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 watch 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!"

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, the target fell down when he looked up.

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

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