Chapter 88

After taking a few steps, it was more accurate to say that Little Price barely managed to walk two steps. He finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed on the grass, his hands supporting the ground, large sweat drops splattering onto the grass. Gasping for breath, Little Price lifted his head and saw Jiang Junming running past him, his steps still light and easy, the simple and clear rhythm full of vitality. He really is... Little Price suddenly didn't know how to describe Jiang Junming. Whether it was concocting potions or treating patients, whether it was absorbing divine power or this physical training, he seemed to be capable of everything. How can Junming be so strong? Little Price stared straight at Jiang Junming's retreating back, feeling a bit envious.

Although Moonlight City was just a small city, having grown up there and being called a genius from a young age, Little Price had hardly ever experienced the feeling of envying others. It wasn't until Jiang Junming appeared before him, that boy wearing patched but neatly washed clothes, always with a sunny smile, looking very friendly, yet always making Little Price feel the existence of envy unintentionally.

From the initial jealousy to the later intentional or unintentional closeness, Little Price, even now, kneeling on the grass of the Church Academy, hands supporting the ground, struggled to lift his head and look at Jiang Junming's retreating back. Only at this moment did he clearly realize that he was envious of Jiang Junming.

Praying and casting divine spells usually didn't require physical strength. It was only after the young students tried running and then praying and casting divine spells that they understood the true difficulty. Even the physically fit young students of the Knight class slowed down involuntarily by the fourth lap. However, Jiang Junming's speed remained unchanged, and as others slowed down, he gradually moved to the front of the group.

The young students of the Knight class noticed someone catching up from behind and were all surprised. The young students of the Priest class were generally very weak. If they were inferior to the Priest class in terms of sensing and casting divine spells, it would be understandable. But if they were surpassed by the Priest class in physical training, that would be unacceptable. A few young students of the Knight class looked back around the bend and saw, to their disbelief, a thin figure running like a gazelle, getting closer and closer, and at this speed, it wouldn't be long before he surpassed them.

It's Junming! The young students of the Knight class were all startled. At the beginning, they had mocked that thin boy, whose light from casting divine spells was even weaker than that of the Knight class. He seemed to be on the verge of collapsing at any moment, about to be eliminated due to his inability to cast divine spells. Like a small blade of grass trembling in the wind, about to be uprooted at any moment. But no one could have imagined that after the third lap, he was still so steady, as steady as his hands when concocting potions, to an unbelievable degree.

Tirada also felt the footsteps chasing him from behind. Without thinking, he knew it was that boy, Junming. Tirada was furious. How could that boy, who looked like he was about to give up, whether in running or casting divine spells, be about to surpass him!

This must not happen, Tirada thought. His competitive spirit flared up like a bonfire, and he increased the frequency of his steps, pulling away from Jiang Junming and running forward.

At this moment, the red-clothed girl Idris was no longer as relaxed as before. She suddenly felt something was amiss, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she looked around. The young students of the Knight class, including Tirada, who had been running at a nearly constant speed for the first three laps, suddenly accelerated. It was strange.

When Idris turned around and saw Jiang Junming, she finally understood. Those guys didn't want this young student named Junming to surpass them. He was really strong, despite his thin build, whether he could finish the entire course was uncertain, and the light from casting divine spells seemed about to go out at any moment, yet he was still chasing the ones in front. Idris adjusted her pace, keeping up with the young students of the Knight class and Tirada, not falling behind.

Peta followed Idris, closely keeping up with her steps without asking why, just glancing at what was happening around and continuing to run.

Seeing the sudden acceleration of the young students, the two old priests, one tall and one short, and Teacher Selu all smiled. The competitive spirit of the young students was just like their own when they were young. Back then, they were also young, but those days were gone forever.

Along the way, many young students of the Priest class collapsed and were dragged out of the square. The young students of the Knight class didn't collapse from running, but half of them were eliminated by Teacher Selu for being unable to cast divine spells. By the fifth lap, only Jiang Junming, Tirada, and Idris of the Priest class remained, the rest were young students of the Knight class.

"I didn't expect Junming to last this long," the tall old priest said, surprised. It seemed this boy had a mysterious power, always doing things beyond expectations.

"Don't be in a hurry, there's still half left," Teacher Selu said calmly. This physical training gets harder the further it goes, and the last two laps are the most difficult.

The short old priest rubbed his hands and chuckled, "I think that boy will surprise you too."

Old Knight Selu neither agreed nor disagreed with his words, standing steadily on the ground at the edge of the square, like a dragon spear that would never break. In Old Knight Selu's view, the young student favored by the two old priests might not last until the last two laps. His thin build clearly indicated poor living conditions, perhaps even very poor. Of course, sensing divine power doesn't depend on family background. But nutritional status from a young age definitely affects physical fitness. He might be able to hold on for the first ten thousand meters, but as the distance increased, the energy his body could provide would decrease, making both running and casting divine spells a heavy burden.

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The third update is complete!

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