The two elven archers, who had just survived the ordeal, touched their cheeks, feeling the chill of the icicles on their cheeks. They knew very well that if the two weird-looking fellows had wanted to kill them, they would have been dead by now. However, they did not know why they had held back. Was it a warning? Or was it a trick?
The situation was not looking good for the two archers, and their hearts were heavy and solemn. It was obvious that their opponent, who was clad in rattan armor, was also an excellent archer. They could still remember the moment when the archer had caught their arrows with his bare hands. At such a distance, most people would not be able to see their opponent's movements clearly, but to the Wind-Chasing Archers, it was as if they were standing right next to each other.
Both of them understood that ordinary archery wasn't enough to deal with such an opponent. They had to bring out their trump cards and kill moves. Just as they were about to pull out four arrows from their quiver, ready to have a good fight with their opponent, they heard the voice of the man in the crude armor.
"You're the children of the Tree Whisperer, right? Your archery skills are quite good. "
Hearing that the other party had exposed his home, he didn't attack. Instead, he placed his right hand in front of his chest and made a gesture of lightly plucking the bowstring. This was an ancient and traditional gesture of the Elven race. It was used by the winner in a friendly competition to express comfort and encouragement to the opponent. It was probably meant to say, "Thank you for letting me win, you are also a very strong contestant."
There were not many elves who still remembered this tradition. Fortunately, Eom Village had kept it.
With that, the two fairies realized that the other party was one of their own. Putting away their arrows, they emerged from the bushes they had been hiding behind and walked over to Baiyi. Baiyi quickly beckoned his students, who were still clueless about what was going on, and brought them over to Baiyi's side.
On the way, he whispered to the Fairy Walker, "You'll be able to tell which family they are from just by shooting two arrows?"
"Of course, my dear. The archery skills that we've inherited all carry distinct personalities and their wind auras. These are all passed down from generation to generation. They'll be able to recognize the archery skills that our children use in the future," the elf replied in a soft voice.
Truth be told, Baiyi did not see anything special from the two rounds of combat. The archery skills of the elves were beyond the realm of academic theory. It was almost metaphysical. He had no interest in archery, so he did not spend much time studying it, so naturally, he could not see anything special about it.
But then again, even if I have children in the future, not only will they have to follow my surname, they can't learn this ridiculous Wind-Chasing Archery skill either. To Baiyi, this skill is not something that should be taught in public. If they want to learn something, they should learn magic or programming!
Baiyi's evaluation of the Wind Chasing Archery that defied the laws of physics was rather subtle. To be exact, the entire human society had a very subtle evaluation of it. The Elves did not cultivate their Chi Prowess like human archers, nor did they rely on magic like the other archers of other races. Instead, they cultivated a mystical energy system known as the Style of Wind, which was almost like metaphysics.
According to the memories that the Fairy Walker had shared with him, the Wind Breath was about listening to the sound of the wind, grasping the veins of the wind, and borrowing the power of the wind. There was no objective academic theory to support this skill; it was all based on one's physical senses. As for the specific function of this skill, it was probably to use the Wind Breath to lock onto an enemy from afar, and then shoot all kinds of arrows that annoyed Newton to death.
Other than using this power to shoot arrows, there was no other use for this skill. As a result, the Wind-Chasing Archers had no other means of combat other than shooting arrows. Such a limitation seriously affected the evaluation of their combat power. It was difficult to predict their upper and lower limits, and it was more like a standard to measure their level.
Such a single specialization was not in line with the aesthetics of the human race. They preferred strong people who were more well-rounded. Physical long-range attackers who could bring along pets like turtles, cranes, dogs, and so on. When necessary, they could tank a monster and cast a buff on them. Otherwise, they would have a strong body technique so that they could skillfully slide to the ground and jump up with a Thomas Spin. If not, they could also throw some turrets. Ranged classes who only knew how to shoot fire attribute multi-arrows and shoot randomly while spinning in circles had long been eliminated!
For example, the Master Archer Orrin, who had performed exceptionally well during the establishment of the Walthart Empire. Not only was he an excellent archer, but he also had the physical prowess of an Immortal-level warrior. He was a powerful warrior. Another example was the First General of the Fairy Empire, General Gru. He was a mixed-blood between a human and a fairy. Not only was he skilled in archery, but he was also skilled in magic.
According to the standards of the human race, an all-rounded archer like Gru was the ideal archer. This was why the Wind-Chasing Archers, who had almost no combat power in close combat and were extremely afraid of assassins, were generally given a low evaluation. For example, when the Fairy Walker caused trouble in Isythre, she was only given a Legendary-level rating.
However, how could a fairy who could kill a Demigod Lich only be Legendary-level?
In this regard, the Voidwalkers were much more objective. Otherwise, they would not have suggested that they come here to find a suitable teacher. The Demigod Lich's death made the Voidwalkers very clear about the combat power of a top-notch archer. As for the small problems of being afraid of close combat and being unable to stand still, they could be solved with good equipment and good positioning. If not, why not use the Black King Scepter and the Hurricane Halberd?
"In your opinion, do these two kids meet my requirements?" Baiyi whispered. "Do they meet my requirements?"
The Fairy Walker had shared her recent memories with Baiyi, so she knew why Baiyi was here. She also knew that her Constitution of Calamity did not make her suitable to be a teacher for long, so she did not recommend herself. However, she still shook her head when she heard what the two Voidwalkers said. "The archery skills of the Treefolk are not the best in the village. If they want to be a teacher, they have to be from the Breezes, if not the Breezes of this generation."
'Isn't that your own family? Are you trying to blow your own trumpet? ' Baiyi thought to himself.
Just like that, the two elven archers also arrived in front of everyone. They were wearing very simple rattan armor and carried an ordinary-looking blackwood longbow on their backs. They also had hoods covering their faces. It was more or less a standard outfit, but when they took off their hoods, their attractiveness … tsk tsk. The girls behind them who didn't have much contact with men almost couldn't help but stare at them. Compared to the male prostitutes who had come to their doorsteps to sell their bodies, this was simply a completely different style. It was like the difference between a comical manga and a Japanese manga.
"Who are you?" One of the Fairy Archers asked, looking at the Fairy Walker. His voice was cold and aloof, like a prince charming.
"A traveler who has returned from afar," the Fairy Walker replied in a scholarly manner.
"We sensed the power of the wind in your archery skills. May I know who you are?" The other Fairy Walker asked politely.
"Bring me back and meet the Elder. You will know who I am," the Fairy Walker did not directly admit her identity. Perhaps she knew that her reputation had been tarnished? She said vaguely and pointed at Baiyi beside her. "He is my lover. These are our students."
The other party's gaze suddenly turned a little strange. You speak the standard Elven language, but you look so strange. And this so-called lover looks even stranger. If it wasn't for the fact that he came all the way here, wouldn't he have been mistaken as a bandit? These so-called students looked more normal, unlike those robbers who coveted the village's treasures. Especially that fox, he looked so handsome! He looked like a big dog.
The two Fairy Archers pondered for a while and exchanged glances with each other. They reluctantly nodded and began to lead the way for the group. They did not take the main road, but various forest trails. After walking for a while, the Fairy Walker, who was very familiar with the area, realized that they were going in the wrong direction. Although she had not been back for a long time, she still remembered the general direction.
"This is not the way back to the village," the Fairy Walker whispered to Baiyi. She quickly pressed down on Baiyi's arm, which was about to raise, and said, "But it's okay. Let's go see Grandpa Tree first. That way, we can all rest assured."
The two Fairies did not lead the group directly to the village. Instead, they led them to the legendary Grandpa Tree? Baiyi did not know what to say.
After walking for a while, the group arrived at a forest that looked no different from the rest of the forest. The two Fairies looked at each other for a while, then stopped and moved to the side. Before they could say anything, the Fairy Walker suddenly shouted at the forest in a childish voice.
"Grandpa Tree, I'm back to see you!"
The Fairy Walker's voice sounded like an eight-year-old lolita, and it sounded like she was trying to be cute. But then again, when she tricked Grandpa Tree into helping her dig a marmot's burrow, she must have sounded just like that.
As soon as the Fairy Walker said that, the forest in front of them began to tremble. Then, one of the trees suddenly stood up as if someone had stepped on its tail. In a low, ancient voice, it said, "This voice … I thought I'd never have nightmares again …"
Then, like a living person, the tree turned around, and a human face appeared on its pitch-black bark.
The so-called Grandpa Tree was not a tree spirit or a tree man. It was a great druid who had comprehended the Gnosis of Nature and decided to become one with the trees and nature! He had completely abandoned the body of an elf and transformed into an existence similar to a soul. Every blade of grass, every tree, and even every leaf in the forest was his body. He had completely fused with the forest.
No one knew how long he had lived, and no one could even remember his name, so it was not surprising that he and Baiyi could call each other brothers. Also, no one knew what kind of power he wielded because no one had ever seen him unleash his full power.
The druid casually chose a tree as the medium for his consciousness. After looking at the group for a while, he realized that the tree was too tall for him to get a good look at, so he switched to a smaller sapling. The sapling slowly made its way to the front of the group, and it continued to look at them.
No one spoke. Even Baiyi chose to remain silent. He did not ask if the Fairy Walker's surname was Bo.
After a while, Grandpa Tree sighed helplessly. The sapling shook its head and said, "It's really you! You really came back! But how did you end up like this? My poor child, what have you been through? "
"A lot has happened, but I'm doing pretty well now. My lover loves me very much, and he loves me very much. If not for him, I wouldn't have been able to come back to see you!" The Fairy Walker continued to speak in a girlish tone. She grabbed Baiyi's arm and said, "Grandpa Tree, this is my lover. Take a look."
The sapling looked at Baiyi from top to bottom and muttered, "You're really ugly … But you have a nice aura about you that makes me feel comfortable … Huh? No … "
The sapling shuffled a few steps closer to Baiyi and asked, "Child, you have the Gnosis of Nature in you?"
'Don't call me child! I can't even tell who's the older one! ' Baiyi thought to himself. He shook his head and replied, "I've been with another great druid who had comprehended the Gnosis of Nature. Maybe it's because of its scent?"
"It?" The sapling caught on to this word. After thinking about it for a while, it continued, "Then it must be a very generous person, with the selflessness and gentleness of a mother. It has already given its Heart of Nature to you, but you don't seem to be aware of it."
Baiyi was not surprised by the sapling's statement, but now that another great druid had confirmed it, he was touched by the Eighth Walker's generosity. The Eighth Walker was generous enough to give something so precious to someone else.
The problem was … how was he supposed to use this thing? Could he summon a Green Jade Golem or a bunch of little treants after killing someone?
The sapling, of course, was not going to answer such a boring question. It continued, "A qualified druid. Hmm … You two are a good match. In the name of nature, I wish you two happiness." As the sapling spoke, it shook its branches, and a beam of green light fell on the two of them, turning them both green.
Then, it said to Baiyi, "Child … It must be hard for you to spend time with this little girl, right? You must be careful … "
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