Non-human Gene Complex

There are thirty arrows in a bag, and Lan Mu not only used up all the arrows in his waist, but also embezzled a bag of Fang Moqi in that high-intensity quick shot!

With a total of six bags, Lan Mu shot one hundred and eighty arrows in one minute.

For the people present, this is simply the speed of a machine!

Perhaps the fastest speed in an instant, some people can reach three arrows per second, or even five arrows per second. But this is the duration of one minute, a person who can shoot five arrows in one second may not be able to shoot one hundred and eighty arrows in one minute! This is no longer a question of speed, but also includes a series of ability requirements such as endurance and balance.

"How can it be?"

Fang Moqi stared at Lan Mu's smooth and delicate hands, and his world view of traveling across the wilderness for more than ten years was a little shaken.

"He obviously hasn't practiced arrows for a long time, why is he so fast? This speed...is inhuman!"

He didn't know that Lan Mu beside him was indeed a non-human being.

Wang Ling and Du Yu rushed up immediately and started counting the arrows on the ground.

Fang Moqi didn't need to count at all, he just glanced at it and knew he had lost.

And the gap is very, very large.

The statistics came out soon, Wang Ling stood there speechless, while Du Yu shouted excitedly: "Win!"

"One hundred and fifty gray arrows were shot, and the missiles shot down a total of four hundred and fifty!"

As for Wang Ling, he said in a low voice: "One hundred and nine black arrows were hit, and the missiles shot down a total of three hundred and forty-seven..."

The gap is huge, almost crushing.

"You miscalculated, there are thirty black arrows, and he shot them..."

Fang Moqi looked at the arrow branch while talking.

He soon noticed that Lan Mu hit three missiles with each arrow, while some of his arrows hit two, some three, and some four or five.

"The speed of each arrow should be stable, so in the end, if there are 180 arrows...he kept three arrows per second for a full minute?"

Fang Moqi's own highest rate of fire is five arrows per second, but the accuracy of five arrows per second is extremely poor. In this kind of training, he can only reach a maximum of three arrows per second in order to keep the arrows able to hit the missile.

And you can't keep three arrows per second for a long time, and the speed is represented by a line graph as a wave-like floating.

So in general, Fang Moqi's average rate of fire in one minute is - 1.31/s.

This speed is enough to disdain the shooter world and stand at the top, but today's defeat was too sudden.

"How did you do it? The long-term stable rate of fire is as high as three arrows per second?" Fang Moqi asked this question.

Lan Mu let out an uh and said, "Talent."

"..."

Fang Moqi's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Finally, he suddenly said, "Shall we compare again?"

Du Yu came over excitedly, and when he heard this, he said in a daze, "Brother Fang? Are you going to renege on your debt?"

Fang Moqi's face darkened, and he said, "How could I be cheating? I'm willing to admit defeat, and I will satisfy you with all three requirements, as long as it doesn't violate my principles."

Du Yu smiled strangely: "Hehehe..."

"Alas..." Fang Moqi sighed, ignored Du Yu, and asked Lan Mu again.

"Can we compete again? This is just a competition outside the bet."

Lan Mu asked curiously: "Could it be that you didn't use all your strength and are not convinced?"

"I really didn't use all my strength..." Fang Moqi put down his big bow and took out his small bow, which was less than two feet long.

"Okay, come on!" Lan Mu was also curious about changing to such a small bow, would it make a difference?

He understood that Fang Moqi's archery speed was already at the limit of human beings. Whether it was speed, endurance, or the balance and stability of his wrists, they were all honed skills.

"No, I won't play missile training this time."

"We are actual combat shooters, we should shoot living things."

Fang Moqi is most confident in hunting archery. Shooting moving targets is different from shooting moving creatures, especially flying creatures.

"Have you practiced shooting mosquitoes?"

Lan Mu was taken aback, and said in surprise, "Shooting mosquitoes?"

Fang Moqi nodded and asked Wang Ling to get something. Soon, Wang Ling brought a transparent can with ten mosquitoes inside.

"I started practicing mosquito shooting at the age of 27, and I didn't master the skill of shooting mosquitoes until I was 30."

"You practiced shooting mosquitoes for three years?" How boring you are... Lan Mu complained in his heart.

Wang Ling opened the can, and ten mosquitoes flew out all at once. They were small ones at first, but they flew out like fish entering the sea, and they could not be seen at once in the spacious special training ground.

Du Yu squinted his eyes and searched everywhere. The special training ground was so big that ten mosquitoes were too small to find them.

Lan Mu's eyesight was different, his eyes were slightly focused, and soon he found four mosquitoes flying in the air, but he couldn't find the other six, and he didn't know where they were hiding.

"Start now?" Lan Mu said.

Fang Moqi smiled and said, "I've practiced shooting mosquitoes for five years, but you've never tried it. It's a shame."

"I don't want to take advantage of you, I'll show you how to shoot a mosquito and then you will!"

"No matter how many times you try today, as long as you can hit it, I will lose!"

Lan Mu had never tried shooting mosquitoes before, so he said, "Is this the case? Yes."

I saw Fang Moqi staring at the field, with a bow and arrow in his hand, and the bow was small and the arrow was small.

Surprisingly, Fang Moqi held three arrows in his hand at the same time. Lan Mu remembered that he also used this method of holding arrows before drawing them to string.

Everyone stood quietly, Fang Moqi and Lan Mu stood on the high platform, silently looking for mosquitoes.

Suddenly a mosquito came near Du Yu, Du Yu found it right away, and hurriedly waved it away.

The mosquitoes were alarmed and flew away erratically.

Then there was the sound of three arrows!

Du Yu didn't see the arrow, so he lay down on the ground in fright and shouted: "Don't shoot me!"

After all, the mosquito was too close to him just now, and the mosquito could avoid it, but he couldn't.

In an instant, three beeps were heard, and the arrow pierced the ground from a high place.

Wang Ling and Du Yu hurried up to have a look, Wang Ling shouted excitedly: "Mosquito! Mosquito!"

Du Yu murmured: "It can really shoot mosquitoes...and it's so far away."

I saw three arrows piercing the ground, one of which just hit a mosquito and nailed it to the floor.

"Papa..."

Lan Mu couldn't help but applaud, it's so wonderful, the amazing archery... As a human being.

The distance from the high platform to the dead mosquito is about 16 meters. Not to mention firing three arrows instantly, just being able to hit the flurry of mosquitoes is incredible.

Fang Moqi put down his bow in satisfaction and explained.

"Lan Mu, the size of the mosquito is too small, and the flying speed is not slow. If you want to shoot the mosquito within 20 meters, you must make the arrow speed reach a certain level."

"Mosquitoes are very sensitive to air flow. The speed of the arrow must be fast, and the smaller the range of movement and evasion of the mosquitoes, the better."

"And then there's the key trick...forcing a position!"

"I shot three arrows instantly, and the position of each arrow is different, predicting the escape direction of the mosquito from three angles respectively."

"I fired the first arrow a few tenths of a second earlier than the second arrow, forcing the mosquito to escape according to my ideas. Then the second arrow was fired a few tenths of a second earlier than the third arrow, forcing the mosquito a second time, and the last arrow Just got there to end it!"

"The three arrows must be completed within one second, requiring extremely strong eyesight and reaction in an instant, calculated from the position and flight trajectory of the mosquito, and quickly designing the time interval between each arrow. A series of behaviors in the It must be completed in a very short period of time, and finally the mosquitoes can be shot and killed."

"Besides, the speed requirement of the arrow is also very high, and I can only do it with this small bow."

"This bow is specially made by me, and the materials used are also very special. The arrows shot out are faster than other bows."

Fang Moqi explained in detail, and both Wang Ling and Du Yu nodded in surprise.

Lan Mu grunted and said with a smile, "I'll try!"

After finishing speaking, he began to bow his bow and set his arrows.

"Wait! Use mine." Fang Moqi handed the small bow to Lan Mu, and said, "The speed of the arrow is very important! I know your shooting speed is fast, but the speed of the arrow basically depends on the quality of the bow. Let me use this bow!"

Lan Mu waved his hand and refused.

"No! Just use my own."

Fang Moqi couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "You can't succeed, even if you shoot for a whole day, you still can't shoot a mosquito!"

"It took me three full years to find this trick, and this bow is indispensable..."

"Beep beep!"

As soon as Fang Moqi finished speaking, Lan Mu shot three arrows.

He didn't shoot at the ground, but at an angle of about thirty degrees right in front of him.

Dududu's three arrows all hit the wall, and they were scattered widely, which was different from the tight arrangement that Fang Moqi shot out by forcing his position.

Wang Ling and Du Yu ran to get the ladder one after another, wanting to see if the mosquito was shot on the wall.

Fang Moqi murmured, "Don't watch it, I'm sure you won't hit it."

At the same time, I was still thinking about the three amazing arcs just now...

That's right, Fang Moqi was sure he saw the arc! Not the arc of gravity! But an arrow up! An arrow to the left! The arc of an arrow to the right!

"Tracking arrow? No! It should be just a curved arrow..."

"It's just this wonderful arc. Although the mosquito was missed, larger animals couldn't dodge it! That's also an amazing skill!"

Fang Moqi muttered to himself, but he didn't realize that Lan Mu had already walked down the high platform with his bow on his back.

Wait until Lan Mu said to Du Yu: "Let's go!"

This sound awakened Fang Moqi, who was in deep thought, and Fang Moqi walked down the high platform in doubt and said, "Lan Mu!"

"Have you given up?"

"By the way... the three arrows of yours just now..."

Fang Moqi hadn't finished speaking when he heard Wang Ling scream, "Mosquito!"

"Mosquito? What mosquito?"

"Huh? Mosquito? Shot?"

Fang Moqi looked at the wall in shock, and saw that the three arrows were scattered far away, some were more than one meter apart, and some were about three meters apart.

Wang Ling pulled out the arrows one by one, and was surprised to find that each arrow hit a mosquito and nailed it to the wall!

Shocking! Inhuman!

"Three arrows... three..."

Fang Moqi stared blankly at the three mosquitoes and three arrows that Wang Ling brought over.

"I'm leaving first, let me know when I'm leaving."

As Lan Mu said, he patted Wang Ling's shoulder again and said, "I'll ask Du Yu to send the passport later. I have something to do today, so I won't come in the afternoon. I'll leave the visa issue to you..."

He put his bow back into his backpack and strode out of the special training room.

Du Yu laughed and said, "Three requirements! Don't forget!"

"Just wait! We'll make it happen for you slowly! Haha!"

The two of them didn't know what was going on, so Du Yu hurriedly chased after Lan Mu after leaving the words.

The door opened, and people from outside poured in. Seeing Lan Mu and Du Yu leaving, no one stayed. Instead, they all flocked to Fang Moqi, chattering.

"so long?"

"Did you win?"

"Nonsense! Brother Fang must have won!"

"Brother Fang's complexion is a little strange?"

"What's wrong? Wang Ling, tell me!"

Everyone found Wang Ling and Fang Moqi stunned on the field, and Wang Ling was holding three arrows and three mosquitoes in his hands.

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled.

Zheng Hui said in a hurry: "What is the content of the competition? Wang Ling, the reporter has left, so tell us quickly!"

Just as Wang Ling opened his mouth to say something, Fang Moqi's eyes were like torches suddenly, and a wave of power came over him.

"Did you forget the promise?"

Fang Moqi stared at him, Wang Ling immediately shut up, not daring to speak.

Fang Moqi pushed away the crowd and walked towards his private special room in this club.

"Make the preparations yourself, the plane tomorrow night, don't bother me before that."

After speaking, he disappeared into the corridor.

Everyone was left looking at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

I could only keep asking Wang Ling, but Wang Ling didn't know what stimulated him, so he just didn't say anything.

In Fang Moqi's private room.

He was on the phone with someone right now.

"Professor Shen... Please tell me, in this world..."

"Is there such a thing as internal force?"