"Dodge!"

It can only be said that there are no part-time jobs in the war department, and there are few combat department expertise, the hit rate of the charr's attack is a little low, especially against the high dodge profession of warrior monks and wanderers, and one of the ten skills can burn high incense.

This smash was in vain, but the young warrior monk's dodge this time was not so calm, it seemed that it was because the high-intensity attack consumed too much physical strength, and he was a little out of breath for a while, and his movements were deformed.

"Suppress him!"

Charles observed the details of his opponent, and of course he had to take advantage of the situation to chase down, further tear open the wound and sprinkle a handful of salt in order to completely establish the advantage.

Then, the young warrior monk, who had just dodged the shackle and smashed it, was shocked to find that it was the same attack again, and it smashed into his chest along exactly the same trajectory again.

A black mace covered in spikes whirled in.

Even if you have been tempered a lot*, I am afraid that if you are smashed by this hideous chain hammer, you will suffer serious external injuries if you don't die.

"Dodge again!"

The Warrior Monk's instinctive evasion ability is on full display during this crisis. The young warrior monk's face became distorted, and he was visibly struggling to dodge, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"I can hide this time, but what about the third time?"

Another [Crushing Strike] skill was empty, Charles was shocked and laughed, first took a big step forward, raised the light steel shield and slapped it at the warrior monk with an iron face, the warrior monk put his arms together to protect the façade, and the shield collided with his arms, as a result, there is no doubt that the warrior monk was staggered by the [shield slamming], and staggered backwards.

But [Shield Slam] is just a foreshadowing before the storm.

Now the young warrior monk is unstable. Having lost the space to dodge, Charles kept walking, like a shadow. And in the process, he kept holding the 'Deep Sea Frost Flail', and shook the chain hammer above his head, and stored his strength for a long time.

[Crush Strike]!

The third time, the real Iron Star Stream martial arts.

"Whoosh"

The spiked chain hammer bombarded like a meteor, and the young warrior monk only heard a piercing air explosion, and then the whole person was smashed and flew out.

The target of the armor-piercing is still afraid of the combat skill of [Crushing Strike], let alone the armor profession of the warrior monk. In front of the flail is equivalent to being undefended.

"-72 (Critical Hit)"

A huge damage stat floats out from the top of the monk's head.

Seeing this damage value, Oster, who was watching the battle in the corner of the hall, almost burst into tears. His face was full of shock and disbelief.

If this skill is hit on a wanderer and bard with poor blood, it will definitely be a second person, and although the career life growth of the warrior monk and ranger is slightly higher, it can all be harmed. The remaining HP is definitely not more than 10%.

And that's exactly what happened.

[Crushing Strike] directly beat the young warrior monk to a state of residual blood, and Charles sighed and put the shield and flail back into his backpack. He's already won.

"Pastor of the Adventists, you have won."

On the throne, Meloti also admired the composure shown by Charles during the battle, and was also surprised that Charles was able to seize the gap in a monk's combo and counterattack.

"Is it on the offend?" After a moment's thought, Meloti smiled and guessed the key technique that Charles used in the battle.

The young warrior monk still underestimated the enemy, and was eager to quickly resolve the battle, and in a short period of time, he consumed a lot of his physical strength and combat ability. Otherwise, this battle is not easy to say.

On the other hand, Charles never found an opportunity to cast spells during the battle. A priest who can't lose magic and runs naked in hand-to-hand combat without buffs. The combat effectiveness is very poor and very poor, and if you wear heavy armor, you can barely be regarded as a front-row sandbag.

The Iron Star Stream martial arts came into play.

Otherwise, Charles would not be able to establish an advantage in the counterattack or even defeat the warrior monk in one fell swoop, and when the other party relieved his breath, it was another round of storm blows, and Charles categorically couldn't hold on.

This battle can only be said to be a small test of the two sides.

"You won."

The leader of the 'Silver Sacred Sword' had his chest smashed into a blur of flesh by a chain hammer. The player can adjust the pain amplitude in the game, and Charles does not know the game settings of the warrior monk, but he sees the other party's calm face. I also have to praise the demeanor of this team leader.

The top player in the Arabe region and the first-class player in the Cormier country. Quality deserves to be.

"Captain!"

A male priest player of the 'Silver Sacred Sword' hurriedly walked over, holding the emblem of the Lord of the Dawn of the Dawn, Losanda, and chanted a spell to throw a [Heal Serious Injury] (Three Rings) at the young warrior monk.

A faint cloud of holy light enveloped his chest, and by the time the priest player retracted the emblem, the young warrior monk had fully recovered.

"Your Excellency, honorable lord, we will retire first."

Without saying anything, the young warrior monk pulled a few members of the group to line up under the throne, and after bowing to Meloti above, he took the lead and turned around to leave the castle.

"Wait a minute."

But at this time, under the surprised gazes of Todak, Oster, and Leah, Charles actually called out to the 'Silver Holy Sword' and his group.

"What are you doing, if you win, you win, do you still want to taunt?"

The male priest just now turned around and said in a deep voice, "The silver holy sword is not a soft persimmon, don't be too presumptuous!" ”

"You have something to say." The young warrior monk was relatively calm, but there was also a gloom in his eyes.

"It's nothing, seeing that you are resisting like this, I think it's better for everyone to go their separate ways. Cooperation or something, don't mention it again. Charles waved his hand.

"What? Cooperate? The male priest player scoffed, "You've won and you've got the mandate, do you want to talk to us about cooperation, are you sure?" ”

Even the young warrior monk thought that Charles was deliberately playing tricks on him.

"Don't doubt it, you have also seen it, our team has just been formed, and now including me, the head of the group, plus a life player, there are only seven people."

Charles smiled and said, "And the task of exterminating the war lizards requires at least a large team of more than 100 people to be dispatched to completely destroy that war lizard tribe. ”

"And what do you mean?" The young warrior monk's eyes flickered.

"In this way, if the 'Silver Sacred Sword' is willing to cooperate, the monsters and elite monsters of the Lizard tribe will be handed over to you, and I will lead the team to capture and kill the leader of the Lizard tribe, everyone will do their part, and the loot will belong to the pickers." Charles said.

Hearing the first half of the sentence, the young warrior monk couldn't help but nod, but the second half of the sentence directly made the 'Silver Holy Sword' and his party fry.

Bring a squad to capture the tribal leader?

Six people want to kill an exemplary level of intelligent monsters?

What a joke.

"I'm sorry, but the Silver Sword doesn't work with madmen." After holding it for a long time, the young warrior monk dropped a sentence and prepared to leave with the members.

"I think you should cooperate."

Meloti on the throne spoke, curling her red lips and smiling mysteriously, "...... He won't let you down. (To be continued)