While pushing forward, Jiang Junming observed the details of the two sides' fight. Both sides had similar routines. The things that the Dark Warrior and the Dark Priest did were similar to what the old Knight of Seru asked the young students to do. They were all the priests to buff the warriors. After being injured, they were healed by the Dark Priest. They also used the Dark Magician to disperse the buff spells on the knights or paladins.

Blood was splattering everywhere, and the young students of the church academy looked pale, and some were even panicked and could not even cast the magic. Only a few of them performed well. Jiang Junming noticed that the cooperation between Idria and Peta was very tacit. Peta had rushed to the dark warriors like Ambonna. Idria kept treating Peta and counted on the time to cast the magic magic.

The battle became more and more intense as the two groups rushed together. The sound of swords colliding with each other, the screams after being injured, and the sound of roaring mixed with the bloody smell of blood splashing, filling every corner of the battlefield.

The command orders of the old knight of Seru were passed down from mid-air, one after another. Jiang Junming felt that at this time, the old knight of Seru seemed to have transformed into a light brain. Under the face with a serious expression, the machine was constantly running, calculating the situation on the battlefield, and through instructions, let the young students know what they should do, where they should be, how to avoid the attacks of the dark warriors, and how to give the opponent the greatest damage.

Jiang Junming kept squeezing forward in the crowd, and suddenly his eyes went dark. He rushed out of the crowd without feeling enlightened. The dark warriors that appeared in front and the dark priest behind them pressed against Jiang Junming's heart like a deep layer of black clouds, and even his breathing became much more suppressed.

Originally, as an intern priest, Jiang Junming should not have rushed so far. He even rushed to the front where the fiercest battle was fought. But behind, Jiang Junming could not see clearly what was going on in front, and it was even more because the old knight Seru had forgotten himself, and there was no order targeting him. Jiang Junming felt that he would have better rush to the front. Even if he was a priest, his strength and agility were not worse than those of the young knight students, and there was no problem in self-protection. And he could perform treatment more accurately.

When Jiang Junming rushed out of the crowd, the first thing that caught his eye was a young knight student who was injured and fell to the ground. A divine technique had already fallen on the young knight student. But at the same time, a dark divine technique also fell down. Before the healing divine technique could take effect, it was dispersed by the dark divine technique. The dark warrior who knocked down the young knight student's face was blocked by heavy armor, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. He stared at the falling young knight student fiercely. The sword in his hand immediately swung and stabbed it.

Jiang Junming didn't expect that he would see such a scene. He didn't have time to think about it carefully, and he didn't even think about casting magic to heal the young students of the Knights. Instead, he rushed forward directly against the dark warrior's long sword. Can he heal magic? Can the damage caused by the sharp sword piercing the vital points? Jiang Junming forgot that he was just an intern priest and rushed forward without fear.

If other young students had the agility and strength of Jiang Junming, they would never do this. Jiang Junming came from his hometown, and although he had lived here for more than ten years, the experience of these fifteen years was mainly about struggling to survive and not much experience. What should an indelible priest do? There was no indelible mark in Jiang Junming's heart. So when Jiang Junming saw his companion being injured, he rushed up directly and rushed towards the fully armed dark warrior without hesitation.

The opponent's defense is extremely tight, with heavy armor, only his eyes exposed outside, and the joint movement is slightly weaker. In addition, his whole body is covered in thick armor.

The weakness of the Dark Warrior was instantly judged. Jiang Junming increased his speed to the fastest. Facing the sharp sword blade, he not only did not choose to retreat, but instead went up close. Before the sword stabbed the body of the young knight student who fell to the ground, he almost rushed to the front of the Dark Warrior. The dark warrior's breath sprayed on Jiang Junming's face. It was so real, it didn't look like a illusion. Jiang Junming felt in a trance that he was really standing on a real battlefield, with living enemies on his side, and he would be killed if he was not careful.

When Jiang Junming's brain made a judgment, consciousness was transmitted to various parts of the body with the nerves, and adrenaline and dopamine were secreted into the blood. Jiang Junming instantly entered a stress state, and his agility and strength reached the peak state that he could reach.

The wooden stick held by Jiang Junming in his right hand hit the wrist of the Dark Warrior. The armor there was very thin. It was supposed to be to avoid affecting the movement of the Dark Warrior's wrist. But no matter how weak the armor was, it was always cast by steel. Jiang Junming hit the sword of the young student who stabbed the fallen student in the dark warrior's hand. The wooden stick broke from it because of the huge impact force, and broke with the wrist bone of the Dark Warrior's wrist.

The Dark Warrior was a little surprised to see a priest rushing towards him. This priest was crazy. On the battlefield, such situations often occur because some people cannot withstand the huge pressure of death and do something unreasonable. An indifferent killing army is enough to become an elite, and such an army will never appear here. Then, let him crash into the iron armor and smash it to pieces. The Dark Warrior does not think that the impact of a priest and a slightly thin young priest will have on him.

But all this came to an abrupt end, and severe pain came from his wrist. The dark warrior looked at Jiang Junming in shock and held half of the wooden stick in his hand. He... he actually broke the bone of his wrist with the wooden stick? How much power does this require? Could it be that he is not a priest, but a high-level knight?

Before the Dark Warrior could figure it out, Jiang Junming held half of the wooden stick in his hand, and used it as a dagger, stabbing straight at his naked eyes. The wooden stick at the tip of the half of the wooden stick was sharp. Although it could not cause damage to other parts of the Dark Warrior, there was no defense in his eyes and could not resist the attack of even the broken wooden stick.

The tip of the wooden stick pierced into the eyes. Jiang Junming was a little familiar and unfamiliar. It was like the feeling of walking between flesh and blood after the scalpel was cut open. Jiang Junming had never had an eye surgery, so the tip of the wooden stick pierced into the eyeball, like a pierced airbag filled with water. The water of the abdomen was pressed, and the slight sensation was spread to Jiang Junming's mind. Then the sharp wooden thorn continued to penetrate deeper, piercing the fragile bone plates in the skull and stabbing into the brain. The brain was soft and it was broken with one stab.

Bright red blood and white cerebrospinal fluid mixed together and splashed out. Jiang Junming avoided sideways, pulled out the wooden thorns under the dark warrior's body, and passed under the dark warrior's raised arms. The wooden thorns pierced out again.

The moment he passed by, Jiang Junming saw surprise and shock in the dark warrior's single eye, as if he had not understood what was going on until he died. All this realistic made Jiang Junming feel that this was the real battlefield, not the illusion that the priests and magicians from the church academy jointly cast.

All this is so real, from the moment the wooden stick and the dark warrior's wrist bones broke together, to the wooden thorn piercing into the dark warrior's eyes, to the shocked expression in his one-eyed eyes. But Jiang Junming couldn't take care of these things, and he was stunned, perhaps the one who fell down. At this time, Jiang Junming had completely treated illusions as a real battlefield, and no longer had the previous mentality of playing games.

The wooden thorn pierced out under the dark warrior's armpit. Before the second dark warrior could figure out what was going on, he felt his eyes dark and then he lost consciousness.

Not far away, a dark priest was healing the dark warrior who was charging forward. This local battlefield had already gained an advantage, and the dark priest was very relaxed. But when he saw a priest rushing towards the dark warrior, everything changed. The thin priest was like a sharp axe, slashing by. Wherever he passed, the dark warrior wearing heavy armor fell down almost without resistance, like a tree that was cut down. The two dark warriors in front of him fell down like this, and he had no chance of healing?

The Dark Pastor almost unconsciously cast a dark magic on Jiang Junming. For the sake of protection, he seemed to be thinking about how the two warriors in front of him fell down.

Jiang Junming seemed to be as agile as a monkey walking through the forest. Although the Dark Pastor cast the magical arts very fast, Jiang Junming had noticed his existence when he pulled out the wooden thorns. At the moment when the Dark Pastor cast the magical arts, Jiang Junming suddenly pushed his toes on the ground, and his body suddenly changed direction like an arrow to avoid the attack of the Dark Pastor. The direction of his progress was constantly changing, and Jiang Junming was not sure what kind of damage would happen after the Dark Pastor landed on him. Since that was the case, just let the priest on the opposite side not know the direction he was moving forward.

Between a few changes in body shape, Jiang Junming had approached the Dark Pastor. When the Dark Pastor saw the priest coming from the opposite side, he actually avoided the attack of the Dark Divine Arts and wanted to retreat in panic. The Dark Pastor was wearing light armor, and this defense was ignored by Jiang Junming. After approaching the Dark Pastor, he raised his hand and stabbed into the Dark Pastor's neck.

The wooden thorn was about to leave, and blood spurted out like a fountain. The dark priest threw away the wooden stick in his hand, covered the wound with both hands, and was about to cast the magic trick, but was kicked in the lower abdomen by Jiang Junming, and he flew out. The blood dragged a bloody trajectory in the air, falling on the battlefield bit by bit. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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