The forest is filled with a mist like ice and dust, and the temperature is so low that it can cover the eyebrows. The forest is immersed in the dark blue tones. But what is even colder is the human heart, which is extremely quiet for a moment.

"Ed, you're thinking too much." said a man.

Before he finished speaking, a feather arrow flew out of the forest and nailed to his throat.

The arrow feathers were snow-white and still shaking. Everyone scattered in a blast and fell to the ground. Fang Zhu wiped the blood on his face, and a little slowed down, and a flying arrow flew over his hair.

"Don't move." Quelorde quietly lay among the bushes, looking at Fang Zhu with gray-blue eyes. "In what direction?" he asked again.

Sikape didn't say anything, and listened to the movements around with his pointed ears. For a moment, his extremely ugly expression floated on top of him. "I can't find that guy."

Everyone was silent.

There is no profession in the new world. Ranger is already tracking. The title after the three-level skills of natural cognition and shooting are put into the third level, and the last level of the lower rank. Scape has always been the second-rank master of the Star of Dawn. If she can't even find the opponent, it means that the opponent is absolutely extraordinary.

At this time, a long cry came from the forest in the north, which was extremely clear.

Everyone's faces looked extremely ugly.

Scape also cursed inwardly, "There are no night owls in the forest at this time?" The sniper hiding in the dark was clearly teasing them, and he was clearly not afraid of them finding his place."

"To the north, at least five hundred feet away." Scape told others unnaturally.

"So far?" Everyone took a breath of air conditioning. "Can they get there?"

Scape shook his head gently.

This distance is at least half longer than her shooting range, no wonder the other party is fearless.

The gap is too big, and the elite group of Silver Forest Spears cannot have such a master. The opponent's arrogance also made Sikape think of a possibility - Silver Forest Spears, the elite group of Silver Forest Spears.

Quelord realized this and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

Sikape thought for a while and replied: "Qin Zhi, Yin Zhiyi is the only one with the physics system."

Fang Yu listened to the ID he had never heard of before, about the brigade of the Silver Forest Spear, he only knew the Silver Forest of the Silver Forest, which was known as the weakest link of the top ten guilds. Also, KUN, the All-Sighted One.

On a towering ancient tree to the north, Qin Zhi whistled frivolously, looked at the shooting results with a relaxed expression, and then used a hunting knife to carve a horizontal line on the bark with his backhand. He unintentionally concealed his position. Although the surroundings were lush, his biggest reliance was the distance. The battlefield of nearly 150 meters was enough for him to shoot anyone.

He was wearing a dark green cloak, and under the wing-like cloak was his love bow "Falcon". The bow was five feet long and its arms were made of Rotao's orange wood, gray and smooth, like wax. One end of the bow arm was equipped with a gear frame, and the gem on it was Hanrui beryl, which could pull the steel wire bowstring. The metal box in the center was the tongue of the Red Dragon - a rare red crystal stone, which formed the main body of the bow, the IV Falcon component, and increased the range by 50%.

The value of this bow alone is enough to buy the entire adventure group of Dawn Stars. Its price is 1.5 million Risels on the market, and it has a price but no market price.

Not to mention the advantages of the Nighthawk's rank itself in range.

He put down his hunting knife and picked up the crystal pendant. The crystal became bright in his palm, and a trace of light oozing out from it, intertwining it to form a light page. The glimmer of light reflected in the depths of his pupils. Qin Zhi slowly typed it on it with one finger: "I saw them."

An ID pops up on the window.

KUN: "Have you convinced them?"

KUN: "Why don't you talk?"

Qin Zhi: "Wait, I'll type slowly."

KUN:"…"

Qin Zhi: "I killed one."

KUN:"…"

KUN: "Forget it, then stop them, you can do it yourself."

Qin Zhi: "I understand."

Qin Zhi raised his head and couldn't help but smile. He said to himself, "I thought I couldn't find it if I hide. It's interesting." He looked into the distance, and the forest was pitch black, and he slowly raised his bow.

The sound of breaking through the air in the darkness was like a sharp eagle cry.

Fang Yu subconsciously turned his head and happened to see the piece of rotten wood not far away exploded. A warrior hiding behind flew out directly. The wood chips and dust fell down one after another, falling on his head and face.

"Penging shooting?" Fang Rong was filled with surprise. In the past, he often saw such wonderful skills in high-end caller battle videos - blind shooting, prediction, and sniping the enemy after obstacles. Since arrows will deform when passing through tight matter, in order to accurately hit the target, the shooter not only needs enough sophistication and experience, but also very good equipment support.

This is the first time Fang Rong has experienced the skills of his past in the video in the new world. But what doubled his pressure was that the person who used this skill was now opposite him.

In fact, Fang Yushi reacted a beat slower than others. He realized that there were professional callers in his opponent, which may not be the names he was familiar with in his memory, but at least he was a member of the second-tier or even the first-tier brigade. He was not sure what level the top callers in the first world can reach. Penetrating shooting is just an introductory skill for professional callers in the second world.

Another entry-level technique is the dual-control clockwork fairy.

He looked at the warrior who was caught in the arrow. The other party sat down between the arched roots of the ancient tree with his head hanging down. An arrow was inserted on his left chest and penetrated into his tail. The arrow tail feather was snow-white and covered with thin velvet. The square pluck recognized it as the precious Pegasus feather, and the long feather was filled with the magic of the energy that increased its hit.

This discovery made him lower the other party's evaluation. Real masters generally don't use such tail feathers, which is a manifestation of inconfidence.

The warrior was not dead yet, his clothes were covered with blood and wood chips, but his chest was still slightly ups and downs. He was only in a coma due to great damage and lost his ability to move. Behind the slutch, the healer in the team, Elsa, a girl who was only fifteen years old, two years younger than him, seemed to have discovered the situation here.

Fang Yu's heart moved and hurriedly waved in that direction regardless of safety, asking her to retreat.

But it's a little late.

Elsa jumped up and rushed towards the ancient tree. At this time, a sharp arrow passed through the forest fog and shot into the back of her heart. Her thin figure fell not far from the warrior, and there was no movement.

Fang Yu suddenly felt anger in his heart when he saw this scene. He knew that the man was fishing, and there was nothing wrong with the tactics on the battlefield, but the other party had to wait until the moment Elsa thought he was successful before taking action. Such behavior was too bad.

Fang Rong never dreamed that there was such a dark-minded guy among the professional callers. The top callers he knew each had their own personal styles, but they were all open and honest.

He subconsciously wanted to rush out, but Quelad held him down. "Elsa is dead." The taciturn tall man shook his head at him. Fang Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, wishing he could drag the opponent hidden in the dark and beat him.

But anger doesn't change anything.

He is still just a life professional without any combat power. This is the first time Fang Rong has stepped onto the battlefield, and it is also the first time he feels deeply powerless. He can't help but have an idea in his heart, that would be great if he had magical adaptability.

Fang Ling himself was shocked by his own idea. He thought he didn't care about this. There is a very famous saying in the relevant virtual community of Aitalia - in Aitalia, weakness is original sin. He did not agree with this utilitarian argument, but at this moment he couldn't help feeling the reality and skin of this sentence.

Not only him, but the others of Dawn Star were gritting their teeth. They were not afraid of death, but being nakedly humiliated is not a common experience.

Helplessly, sometimes this is reality.

Weakness is original sin.

With the ability of this small private adventure group, it is already the limit to confront the main group of Silver Forest Spear, and there is only room for escape against the elite group. Not to mention opponents like Silver Forest Yi, they never thought that one day they would fight with the top candidates.

The forest became quiet again.

The opponent did not make the next round of shooting, but this feeling made people feel even more radiant. Fang Lun stared at Elsa's cold body and the warrior whose fire of life was about to be extinguished.

Scape knew very well that the other party was just teasing them, but this was not a chance for the Dawn Star. "We have to move," she told the others: "The brigade members will not act alone, at least in a group of two people. They can only wait for death here, and we must break through."

Except for Fang Ling, everyone present was experienced veterans. They understood what Sikape meant and nodded, "We can escape in groups, and we can always escape a few."

"Ed can't die," Scappe reminded, "If he is alive, we can activate Jeffrett's Dragon Knight, and then come back and fuck these bitches."

After she mentioned it, everyone suddenly realized that this seemed impossible. Facing the Dragon Knight, they were not the top candidates in the second world, and there was almost no hope of survival. The guys from Silver Yi were just cannon fodder in front of the Dragon Knight.

Thinking of this, the guy recovered a little confidence and asked, "What should we do?"

"Try it first." Skape made a gesture and signaled the two people not far away to test each other. The two nodded, jumped up without hesitation, and rushed towards the nearest obstacle one left and one right.

Another stern sound broke through the air, and the man on the right covered his neck and fell down. But the man on the left jumped and rolled behind the rock, clenched his fists and waved it to the side.

"Half a second." A heavy light flashed in Sikape's eyes.

"Huh?" Qin Zhi also realized the other party's intention. The reactions of these mercenaries were much faster than he had imagined, and he couldn't help but sneer. He thought he could play for a while.

He became a little serious. He did not fully execute KUN's orders. Although the other party did not care about him, Qin Zhi knew very well that if the plan was incorrect due to his own reasons, the club would probably not let him go easily.

He raised his bow again.

Sikape held his thumb and little fingers, and raised three fingers to the others. "Divid three groups," and then she pointed silently in several directions. "Each group brings a cloth armor profession, I'll report the number, you can move forward according to my reading. Ed goes to the end, and you must grasp the rhythm."

Fang Zhu nodded.

"The first group, south side, one."

Three or five people stood up at the same time and ran eastward. A scream came from the darkness, and the naturalist walking in the middle of the team fell down without saying a word. But Skape didn't look over there and continued to shout: "Two."

The second group of people acted in a similar manner, and this time the other party didn't have time to shoot.

"three."

The third group retreated to the west, but as soon as they got up, one of them fell down. The opponent's attack was very high, and he never chose a heavy armor target, and he often killed him with one arrow.

It was at this moment that Scape shouted: "Ed, run!"

Fang Zhu had been waiting for this moment, jumping up like a strong rabbit, but he did not escape in the designated direction, but rushed towards the warrior leaning against the tree with a step.

"What are you doing?" Scape then realized something was wrong.

But Fang Yu ignored him and did not answer. He knew that Scape must be angry at this moment, and even wanted to beat him up. But he couldn't care so much. He was full of anger, and he wanted to rescue the warrior under the nose of the other party.

Yes, he deliberately wanted to provoke the Nighthawk Summoner of Silver Forest.

Qin Zhi did notice Fang Zhu's actions at the first time. He didn't think too much at the first time, but thought that another idiot appeared. He raised his eyebrows, turned his bow and shot an arrow at Fang Zhu. He left the life of the "bait", but this does not mean that anyone can swallow his bait and take it away.

But what surprised him was that the moment before his arrow left the string, Fang Yu actually made an avoidance move in advance and rolled forward into a pothole lowland.

Qin Zhi's arrow fell for the first time.

He couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh".

Sikape was about to stand up to help Fang Lun attract firepower, but when he saw this scene, he stopped subconsciously and opened his mouth in surprise. Of course, she could see that Fang Lun judged the interval between the other party's attacks, made a prediction and avoided - and it was successful.

This not only requires a keen grasp of time, but also requires a considerable component of luck.

"This guy is too brave..." Scape almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence. She made up her mind to give him a good look later, otherwise this kid will go to heaven sooner or later.
To be continued...