Allen taught diligently, and Qin Mo learned with his heart. Soon, Qin Mo was able to start shooting at moving targets. If the military instructors saw this, they would be amazed, but if they knew that Qin Mo's internal energy cultivation had already reached the Xuan level, they would be full of foul language and complain: "At the Xuan level at such a young age, he must be either from a noble family or a cultivation prodigy. What's the point of him coming to the military?"
Bored with his practice, Qin Mo started causing trouble again. He began pointing at the elven longbow, pointing out that there was no sight to aid aiming... no pulleys to help with drawing the bow... This infuriated Allen once more... Qin Mo was finding ways to slack off again.
However, Seaman no longer ignored Qin Mo's thoughts. Disregarding his dignity as a future great alchemist, he began to communicate with Qin Mo in detail. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he asked Qin Mo to draw it down so he could take it back for careful reference.
“Young Master, if you find these longbows unsuitable, you can use my ‘Evening Moon’!” After thinking for a while, Allen solemnly said to Qin Mo, who was usually unfazed by swords and spears. Even he now showed a reluctant expression.
Every longbow of the Elven race is a masterpiece, and these masterpieces are all the work of high-ranking Elven bow makers. Allen's "Evening Moon" longbow was a gift from Qin Mo's mother, Luna. Even Allen couldn't discern the material, and the bow was engraved with two miniature magic arrays—one for power generation and the other for stability—plus a unique hidden magic array, making it a standard epic-level powerful bow. Indeed, this bow was half of Allen's life.
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