Divine Blood Warrior

A few days later in the morning.

After having breakfast consisting of lamb chops, fruit salad, honey bread and sugar milk, gray, dressed in light gray war clothes, followed by his maid, walked towards the castle open-air training ground.

The breakfast cooked by the castle chef is very qualified. Although it is a little regretful that he can't eat the dishes of his previous life, there is absolutely no saying that it is difficult to swallow.

If you think about it, you can understand that the nobles, as the group that knows how to enjoy the most in the world, will not "grievance" their tongue. The chefs employed must be highly skilled chefs.

"Hello, master gray!"

Walking in the corridor leading to the open-air training ground, from time to time, maids and male servants bend down and salute gray with great respect. Although they are illegitimate children, they are illegitimate children "valued" by Viscount Fergus. Obviously, these servants are not stupid enough to show Gray's face.

Gray nodded as usual and walked all the way to the open-air training ground.

The training ground is a white stone paved training ground, about half the size of a football field. There are clusters of colorful flower beds around it, and there is a pavilion with stone tables next to it. If you are tired of training, you can rest here.

There was already a man in the training ground. He was a young man in his early twenties, wearing white leather armor and war clothes, with a handsome face and blond hair, shining in the sun.

Seeing the coming gray, the young man flashed, stopped practicing, came here, took the towel handed by the maid, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and spoke to gray.

"Gray, why don't you take a few more days off and start practicing?"

At the same time, the young man smiled, his attitude was kind and very kind, but gray couldn't help being a little vigilant.

The young man is no one else. He is the big brother with body, Bernard Fergus, the eldest son born by Viscount Fergus and his wife.

If he was the original owner of the body, he might have been deceived by the "kind" scene just now. However, as a person who had been rolling and crawling in the society for several years in his previous life, he was aware of the gloom of the moment when the youth saw himself. Although he soon covered up the past, he was still aware of it.

"Thank brother Bernal for his concern. It's almost better."

Imitating the tone of the original owner of the body, Gray said.

"Well, practice first."

Bernal, a young blonde, nodded and walked towards the pavilion next to him.

After seeing the other party leave, gray went into the practice field and recalled the cultivation method.

In this world, there is only one cultivation system, that is, the blood warrior, which is the cultivation system learned from the blood beast in the process of human struggle with the blood beast. Therefore, the relevant cultivation methods are called "blood method".

The blood method practiced by gray and even his Fergus family is called the wolf of the wind, which is derived from a blood beast called the wind wolf. It is divided into four cultivation postures: crawling, attacking, biting and looking up to the sky.

Crawling imitates the action of a wolf waiting patiently for its prey.

The attack imitates the action of the wolf.

Biting imitates the action of a wolf opening its sharp teeth and biting its prey.

Look up to the sky, imitating the action of the wolf roaring up to the sky.

Go through the four postures in his mind. Although he is not the original person, his previous cultivation memory is still there. Gray began to practice from the first posture "crawling".

He squatted half with his feet apart, leaned forward and bent, stretched out his hands and palms down, just like a wolf waiting for prey. At the same time, he thought of a blue wind wolf crawling in the grass and staring at the prey in the distance with green eyes.

Keep this action for ten minutes, suddenly.

With a sudden kick of his feet, the whole man jumped out, and his five fingers opened into claws, just like a wolf who turned from waiting to attack his prey. The action of the wind wolf in his brain also changed into attack.

He kept it for another ten minutes, and then his claws changed. His hands met, his wrists contacted, and he stretched out rapidly, closing like a biting wolf's mouth. The imaginary action of the wind wolf in his brain became biting.

Ten minutes later, he squatted slowly, his hands drooped, his head looked up to the sky, and his mouth tried to open, just like a wolf roaring at the sky. The action of the imaginary wolf in his brain also became a wind wolf roaring at the sky on a moonlit night.

After rehearsing the whole set of movements, Gray was sweating.

I don't know whether it's because of the memory of the original owner of the body or because the body has formed memory. Although Gray's set of practice posture is not perfect, it's barely standard and doesn't show too much abnormality.

Originally, he wanted to find another place to practice, but usually he practiced in the training ground. Suddenly, changing a place might make him suspicious. Therefore, he gave up this plan and came to the training ground to practice like the original master of his body.

When he stopped practicing, his complexion remained unchanged, but his heart could not help sinking.

"Sure enough, it was the worst result. The blood power cultivated by the original master of this body has really disappeared."

Originally, he hoped that through cultivation, the blood power hidden in the body would be aroused again. Now, it seems that the blood power has indeed disappeared from the body.

Although it is not known whether the reason for the disappearance is because the original owner of the body was attacked and died, or because of his passage, in general, the disappearance of the power of blood has become a fact.

Losing the power of blood is a bad result for him. The reason why his illegitimate son status is valued by Viscount Fergus is his cultivation talent.

If Viscount Fergus knew that his blood power had disappeared and did not say to drive him out of the castle immediately, at least he would not value him as much as before. Without Viscount Fergus's value, he would face the assassination of the behind the scenes. His outcome can be imagined.

"Without the power of blood, the physical quality has degenerated to the point where there is no cultivation. Just once, it has almost reached the limit."

Wipe the sweat off his forehead, gray thought.

Under normal circumstances, the next blood warrior was enough to practice the blood method twice in a row, but just now, he almost couldn't hold on to it again.

"I'm afraid the only good news is that the blood wolf blood in my body has not disappeared."

In fact, in addition to the blood method, you also need to have the blood of the corresponding blood beast. Only when you have the blood method and the blood of the corresponding blood beast at the same time can you become a blood warrior.

Naturally, it is impossible for human beings to have the blood of blood beasts, so generally speaking, families with blood methods will implant the blood of corresponding blood beasts for their children before their children practice.

The specific method seems to be the most valuable blood essence of blood animal blood, which is blended with certain medicines and then taken to children.

In this regard, the memory of the original owner of the body is not too well understood. It was valued by Viscount Fergus two months ago. When the blood was implanted, it was obvious that the original owner of the body had not been valued by Viscount Fergus, and Viscount Fergus naturally would not explain too much to him.