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336. The Birth of the Archer

The third day of the national competition started at 8:30 in the morning, and the players participating in the group stage were sent to their respective competition venues to familiarize themselves with the environment.

The competition venue that Demingdao and this female player with a long ID were assigned was a ruined city. There were many obstacles and the terrain was very complex, making it very suitable for concealment and a rare place for sniping and ambush.

As the saying goes, people are reflected in the shadow of famous trees. After knowing that her opponent was the legendary Deming Dao, the female player felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy. She came to the venue early and wandered around, surveying the terrain, looking for the commanding heights, and formulating strategies.

plan.

It was not until 8:55 in the morning that Dai Mingdao arrived late. He just looked around and stood motionless, with no intention of looking for a bunker.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the first game of the group stage officially started with the system's countdown and a beep sound.

Dai Mingdao calmly took out a huge bow and arrow more than two meters long, drew the bow and nocked the arrow, aimed at the tall tower in front, and shot! The movements were standard, the posture was handsome, and he was full of star style. The equally huge arrow shot out in response.

Out, extremely fast, full of power...

"Rumble..."

A series of loud noises were accompanied by dust all over the sky. The arrow moved forward on the left side of Deming Road, plowing away all the obstacles and ground along the way and opening up a straight avenue.

Huh? That's not right. We agreed to aim forward. What the hell is this divergence of nearly 45 degrees? We agreed to aim at the tower? The angle is more than a little off, right?

The audience sitting in the auditorium watching the battle were surprised and burst into laughter. De Mingdao couldn't shoot arrows. Apart from the cool shooting posture and the amazing destructive power of the arrows fired, there was no attack effect.

Dai Mingdao turned a blind eye to the ridicule of the crowd. He once again took out a huge arrow and put it on the giant bow, aimed and shot!

The same loud noise, the same smoke and dust in the sky, but the direction of this attack turned to the right.

Dai Mingdao glanced at Kangzhuang Avenue on the right, took out an arrow again and put it on it.

"Hey~"

The arrow soared into the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Next, Dai Mingdao kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows. The aimless arrows ravaged the already severely damaged buildings around him and made them even more dilapidated. The audience was rolling on the floor with laughter, wondering what Dai Mingdao was doing.

It didn't matter that the audience didn't know, but the female shooter hiding at the commanding heights of the tower broke into a cold sweat. As soon as the battle began, Demingdao aimed at the tower, which meant that he knew his hiding place early on. Although he

His accuracy was terrible, but every arrow he shot was very powerful. If an arrow happened to hit the tower, he would definitely be in a dead end.

"No, I can't just sit here and wait for death. I have to find a way to fight back." The female shooter stuck her head out and observed the distance between herself and Dai Mingdao. She found that although she had a high advantage, the gap between the two was still there.

The distance was beyond her range. After thinking about it, she decided to change the place to fight. So she came down from the tower, bent down, and moved forward in a circuitous way under the cover of obstacles, approaching the direction of Deming Road.

What's strange is that no matter where he moves, Dai Mingdao's giant bow is pointed at her.

As De Mingdao continued to shoot, the audience found that his errors were getting smaller and smaller, and his accuracy was getting better and better. Only then did everyone realize that De Mingdao was practicing his bow skills.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for upgrading his 'Basic Archery' skill to the intermediate level."

"Ding, congratulations to the player for upgrading his 'Basic Archery' skill to an advanced level."

"Ding, congratulations to the player for understanding the 'two consecutive shots' skill."

"Ding, congratulations to the player for understanding the 'Advanced Archery' skill."

"..."

"Ding, congratulations to the player for upgrading his 'Advanced Archery' skill to an advanced level."

"..."

"Ding, congratulations to the player for understanding the 'Master Archery' skill."

"..."

Continuous voice prompts resounded throughout the arena, and all the audience witnessed the growth process of a new archer to a master of archery.

The female archer finally got close to Dai Mingdao and brought him within her effective shooting range. She drew her bow and prepared an arrow to pierce the heart. Dai Mingdao had already accurately aimed at her. This was the first shot of the two archers.

It was a head-on confrontation, but in the eyes of the audience, what they saw was as ridiculous as a child holding a toy slingshot sniping against a big man carrying an RPG.

The result is self-evident. Under Dai Mingdao's devastating offensive, the female shooter could not survive three times before being wiped out.

Dai Mingdao is still the first player to advance after the battle.

Dai Mingdao, who was teleported back to his seat, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I also prepared an energy gun. I planned to use it to practice after I finish practicing the archery skills. I didn't expect that the man died after just a few hits. It's really not fun.

"

Tris, who was watching the battle next to her, rolled her eyes at him and gritted her teeth and said: "My spear skills have been practiced for hundreds of years before I can reach the master level; you have reached the level of a master archer in just one battle! This is not enough.

If you are satisfied, you will be punished by heaven!"

"Have you ever heard of a saying: 'Since ancient times, spearmen have been lucky!'" Dai Mingdao joked with an ambiguous smile.

"What do you mean?"

"There is an urban legend that says: Lancers generally have bad luck. They either fail as soon as they appear or become cannon fodder for the protagonist." Dai Mingdao explained, "Interviewing you, do you feel that when you practice your skills, you often

Will it miss the point?"

"Go away! Which profession requires years of practice to master the skills? You are a special case, okay!" Tris tilted her head to the side in anger and stopped talking to this perverted guy.

Zhao Yingxue, on the other hand, stared at the battle in the arena without blinking, with a look of excitement on her face, wishing she could get off the field and have a try. Unfortunately, she registered her account too late and had already lost the chance to participate in the national competition.

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As time goes by, the battles in various venues are gradually ending, and the system begins to match opponents in the second round. One of the five promoted players will have a bye, and the byes in the twenty-five groups will naturally have incredible luck.

De Mingdao. Not only this time, but also in the next five to three and three to two, every time he was the one who got a bye and was directly sent to the finals of the group stage. Dai Mingdao sat dumbly and watched the battle for a whole day.
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