Divine Blood Warrior

PA, PA, PA!

Gray was shaken back and forth.

"In terms of combat experience, there is still a big gap between me and him!"

In a hurry, Gray was shaken back, but he soon figured out why Bernard's sword appeared so quickly.

Both of them are middle blood warriors, and they all practice the blood method "wolf of the wind". It is reasonable that their sword wielding speed should be very close.

Just now, Bernal's sword wielding speed was obviously faster than him. The reason was that the sword Bernal cut out before was a false move, and it had changed to the direction he would appear in the middle. Before he could get out of the sword, Bernal's sword was close.

A very wonderful Feihuang move immediately pushed him to the disadvantage. Even as an opponent, he couldn't help cheering for the other party.

Obviously, Bernal has more combat experience than him, which is an indisputable fact.

Bang!

The attack from Bernal is far from over.

With one step, Bernal had caught up with gray, who was staggering backward, and cut out his sword again.

Boom, boom, boom!

The horizontal chop is followed by the vertical chop, the vertical chop is followed by the oblique chop, and the oblique chop is followed by the swing chop

One sword after another, without giving gray time to adjust, Gray was like a boat rolling in the sea, facing the attack of storm and storm.

Boom! Patter!

An iron wooden sword was unstable and flew straight up. After a few circles in the air, it fell on the white stone floor with a crisp sound.

The battle between gray and Bernal is over. One of them has lost his sword, while the other's sword is on the neck of the man who lost his sword.

However, surprisingly, gray is still holding the sword in his hand, and Bernard is the one who lost the sword and was held by the sword around his neck!!!

"Brother Bernal, you lost!"

Take back the iron wood sword, Gray said with a breath.

"I... lost?! yes, i... lost!"

Bernal's face was shocked at first. Obviously, he didn't expect that gray, who was forced to lose by him, would suddenly reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory.

Then there was a very bitter smile, but his face was unexpectedly free of any annoyance, as if he had untied some kind of heart knot.

"Big brother... Lost?!"

When he saw Bernal on his neck with a long sword, Ellis almost stared out.

Just now, it was clear that gray was at a disadvantage. Why did brother suddenly lose?

He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Elder brother Bernard has been practicing the blood method for so many years, and he has been exposed to actual combat early. He has extremely rich combat experience, which is not comparable to those who have been exposed to actual combat for only a few months.

The development of the battle was just as he expected. After the trial fight of more than ten moves, big brother Bernard began to be powerful, forcing gray to retreat again and again and had almost no power to parry.

But what happened in the end? How did Bernard, the big brother who had the upper hand, suddenly lose?

"Awesome!"

Caroline's eyes were startled.

She couldn't see what had happened at the moment of the last fight, but it was an indisputable fact that gray won.

Gray, who has only a few months of combat experience, defeated his eldest brother Bernard with several years of combat experience. There is no doubt that Gray's performance is amazing.

"This..."

Viscount Fergus frowned with surprise in his eyes.

Gray's victory was greatly beyond his expectation. In fact, before the battle, he thought Bernal would win.

He often practiced against them. He knew their combat level very well and knew the difference between gray and Bernal in combat experience, but the result really surprised him.

He couldn't help recalling the details of the battle at the last moment. A moment later, his eyes looked strange. He probably understood the reason why gray won.

Gray cheated Bernal, even everyone present!

"Master gray, master Bernal, please wipe your sweat!"

A servant respectfully came forward and handed a towel. Gray took the one handed to him, covered his face and wiped it.

In this war, he was able to defeat Bernal because of his inexplicable strength after the second transformation.

Now, although he is almost the same as Bernal in speed, he is stronger than Bernal in strength. Therefore, gray is not very hard to guard against even if he resists in a hurry.

Therefore, being forced to retreat by Bernal's attack is just an illusion, an illusion he used to confuse Bernal.

In the end, Bernal seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact it was not. With the power stronger than Bernal, he had already adjusted under Bernal's repeated attacks.

Finally, he fought back and shook Bernal's sword away, winning the battle.

……

afternoon.

A large number of clouds float in the sky, the sun is completely blocked, and the breeze blows, with a trace of cool meaning.

There was a large flat grassland at the foot of Fergus Castle mountain, which was forbidden by the whole land, and pasture was built to feed horses, cattle and sheep.

"Viscount, ladies and gentlemen, this is the red blood horse!"

A man in his fifties with a little gray hair bowed respectfully and led gray and his party to a stable in the horse farm.

This is a separate stable. There is only one war horse in the whole stable.

This is a group of very divine steeds, with red hair, a body length of more than two meters and a height of about 1.3 meters.

The muscles of the whole body are full of streamlined texture, with clear water chestnut, but not too bloated, giving people a combination of strength and beauty.

Blood red horse eyes are bright and full of spirituality. When they see gray and others coming, they are not afraid of life, but look at gray and others curiously.

"What beautiful eyes!"

Looking at the horse's blood red eyes, Caroline exclaimed.

"Is this a red blooded young horse?"

Asked Viscount Fergus, after looking carefully.

"Yes, viscount."

The gray haired man replied respectfully.

He is the manager of this ranch. Some time ago, viscount Fergus entrusted him to buy red blood horses. It took more than ten days. He finally returned with red blood horses today.

”Although it is only a young horse, I can guarantee that once it grows up, its body length and height will definitely be comparable to your red blood horse, Lord Viscount, and its speed will not be inferior. "

"Yes."

Viscount Fergus nodded, then looked at gray.

"Well, are you satisfied?"

This red blood horse is the gift given by Gerrard to the middle blood warrior in the agreement between Viscount Fergus and gray.

"Satisfied, satisfied!"

Gray's eyes had been looking at the stabbing horse for a long time. When he heard Viscount Fergus's inquiry, he nodded hurriedly, but his eyes had not left the red horse.

The body is full and beautiful, the hair is soft and shiny, the limbs are strong and slender, and the blood red eyes are full of flexibility

Even he, who doesn't know horses, can see that the horse is unusual.

"Good horse!"

Bernal's eyes were bright, even a little hot, and he could clearly hear the envy in his voice.

Although his horse is also a good variety of war horse, it is significantly lower than the red blood horse whose speed can be comparable to the fierce blood beast.

"Unfortunately, I'm not an adult!"

Ellis said in a rather sour tone.

Gray was in a very good mood now. He didn't bother to argue with him. He couldn't help reaching out and touching the mane of the red blood horse's neck.

Facing Grayson's hand, the red blood horse dodged vigilantly, but after all, it was locked in the stable. Naturally, it couldn't escape. Finally, gray touched his mane.

Supple, as supple as silk, just like touching on brocade silk.

"Master gray, why don't you ride up and try!"

The gray haired man smiled and said to gray.

Naturally, he knew that the horse was bought for gray, and he also knew how much gray was valued in the Fergus family, so his voice was flattering.

"OK."

Gray grinned, took off the reins and led the horse out of the stable.

No saddle had been placed yet, but gray easily turned over and sat on the horse's back. With his current physical quality, it was easy to do this.

High——

Suddenly, Gray was riding on a stranger, and the red blood horse obviously became impatient and anxious.

Ang JOJO!

He ran quickly for a few steps, and then suddenly his front feet were raised and his body tilted violently, trying to shake gray off his back.

However, with the physical quality of Gray's current middle blood soldier, it is naturally impossible to be left so easily.

With his legs sandwiched between his horse's belly, the whole man seemed to take root and stick to the horse's back.

Two hands, one holding the reins, the other stroking the neck of the red blood horse. During this period of riding experience, he had learned how to appease the horse who fell into irritability.

Ang JOJO!

Ang JOJO!

However, the red blood horse is obviously not as easy to be tamed as ordinary horses. It runs directly on the racecourse and shakes its body. For a while, its two front feet are in the air and its two rear feet are in the air. It tries to throw gray down.

It took more than ten minutes for this state to subside gradually. I probably knew how to throw it, so I gave up my efforts.

Seeing this, gray smiled and finally tamed.

Although it may take some time to completely tame and cultivate feelings, the other party at least doesn't reject him on his back, or although he does, he has nothing to do with him.

"Drive..."

With a gentle clip on the horse's belly, gray drove the red blood horse forward.

Dada, dada!

The red blood horse running shows the style of the king in the horse.

The strong wind blew on his face, Gray's black hair was blown back, and there was a whirring sound in his ears. The green grass was quickly passed in his sight, which was faster than his running speed when he used his blood force to increase.

Although it is not comparable to the fierce blood beast, it can be understood considering that it is still a young horse.

This is definitely a war horse whose speed can be comparable to the fierce blood beast in adulthood.

After running up and down the racecourse for two laps, gray drove the red blood horse back to the stable and tied it back in the stable.

"Master gray, this red blood horse doesn't have a name yet. Why don't you give it a name..."

The man with gray hair came to gray with a smile and said.

"Name?"

Gray thought a little in his head and had made a decision.

"Red blood, he will be called red blood from today on!"

"Red blood, good name. Master gray is a good name!"

The man with gray hair quickly flattered, and gray couldn't help blushing.

It's just to omit the "horse" behind the red blood horse. As for such flattery?

However, he thought that although his name was not creative, it was at least much better than "Xiaobai". On this thought, he felt at ease again.