Divine Blood Warrior

"Good!"

Facing Bernal's eyes, viscount Fergus nodded with approval in his eyes.

With the strength of the two middle blood warriors of the Fergus family, the Oliver family is naturally not an opponent.

However, what he wants more is to expose the strength of Gray's middle blood warrior later. It's best not to expose it before fighting with the richens family. In this way, he must be caught off guard against the richens family.

That's why he asked Bernal and Ellis to carry the Oliver family and try to avoid gray.

Now, Bernal has basically succeeded in defeating Kemper, who has the strength of a middle blood warrior in the Oliver family.

The rest of Oliver family has only the strength of the next blood warrior. Even Bernal should be able to cope with a lot of physical exertion.

Even if it can't be dealt with, it's enough for Ellis to finish after Bernal's struggle.

"Damn it!"

Compared with Viscount Fergus's smiling face, viscount Oliver's face was gloomy and terrible.

With the defeat of Keppel, the Oliver family's battle to wash away the disgrace has basically failed.

I'm afraid Bernal alone is enough to defeat his second son Boyle.

His face changed again and again, and at last he looked at Viscount Fergus and said.

"I admit defeat to the Oliver family this time. However, I hope to let my second son Boyle compete with your second son and give their young people a chance to increase their experience."

"This..."

When he heard that he had conceded defeat, viscount Fergus breathed a sigh of relief. It was always good to win without fighting. However, when he heard the later request for competition, he couldn't help frowning.

Viscount Oliver's initiative to admit defeat was not beyond his expectation. Since he knew that he was not an opponent, he might as well take the initiative to admit defeat, preserve his physical strength, recharge his energy, challenge other Viscount families and win "victory" from other Viscount families.

He had thought that the Oliver family planned so, but after hearing Viscount Oliver's request for "Duel", he immediately woke up and understood Viscount Oliver's real plan.

The other side is taking advance as retreat, so that the second son Boyle can bypass Bernal and fight directly with Ellis.

Although the "battle" between the two families has been divided with the defeat of the Oliver family, if Boyle can defeat Ellis in the battle with Ellis, it will undoubtedly save some face for the Oliver family.

In contrast, the evaluation of the Fergus family will decline. Although the eldest son won, the second son lost. If you really count, it's just a win and a loss.

Moreover, he estimated that since Viscount Oliver dared to say so, I'm afraid he knew that Ellis had poor talent and was confident that his second son Boyle could defeat Ellis.

He didn't want to agree, but now the Earl family, the Viscount family and even the two children of the Marquis family, Saroyan and Polly, were present. If he didn't agree, it would weaken the Fergus family.

The Oliver family has conceded defeat, and dare not respond to a battle that has nothing to do with winning or losing. The Fergus family will undoubtedly be despised by other families.

"Good calculation!"

Knowing that he had to accept the "Duel", viscount Fergus hummed coldly and looked at Ellis, but shook his head slightly and moved away.

If it was really as Viscount Oliver calculated, the war would really have to be defeated. Even as a father, he was not optimistic that Ellis could win. It was Ellis's usual performance that made him uneasy.

He fixed his eyes on gray for a moment, raised his mouth slightly, and looked sideways at Viscount Oliver.

"Viscount Oliver's proposal is good. I agree, but I hope gray can replace Ellis. Although gray is now the next blood soldier, he lacks the most practical experience among the three brothers. I hope he can participate in the competition."

"This... I have no problem."

Viscount Oliver raised his eyebrows and scolded the old fox.

Beating Ellis is different from beating gray.

Ellis is the same age as Boyle. If he can be defeated, it will immediately prove that Ellis, the second son of the Fergus family, is not as good as Boyle, the second son of the Oliver family, so that the Oliver family can save some face.

If Gray was younger, even if he was defeated, because of the age gap between the two, it would only be considered that gray was young and lacked combat experience. Instead, the battle became a "friendly exchange" to really increase combat experience.

However, he had previously put forward it under the pretext of increasing combat experience. Now the purpose has become so, but he can't refuse.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought whether gray would be stronger than Ellis. After all, Gray was too young to become the next blood soldier for only a few months, and the time to contact the actual combat was even shorter.

"Gray, seize the opportunity to experience the battle of the same level."

Seeing Viscount Oliver's promise, viscount Fergus looked back at gray and said solemnly.

"Yes, father."

Gray also nodded solemnly.

If no one could hear Viscount Fergus's emphasis on the word "same level", how could he not hear it.

Moreover, he is an adult after all. How can he not understand this detour? Even if Viscount Fergus doesn't say it, he knows what to do at this time.

He went directly to the weapon rack, picked up an iron and wood sword like Bernal, and then went to the battle platform.

After seeing Bernal win, he thought he couldn't play today. He didn't expect such a change.

However, it doesn't matter. Kemper, the middle blood warrior, has been defeated by Bernal. Against Boyle, the next blood warrior, the strength of the next blood warrior is enough.

This is not arrogance. You know, he now absorbs the power characteristics of the cold tiger in the process of swallowing the blood of the cold tiger. Even if he only uses the strength of the next blood warrior, his power will not be weaker than Boyle.

Coupled with speed, the advantage is very obvious.

"Come on!"

Seeing that there was no need to fight, Bernal came to the Fergus family from the challenge arena. When he crossed with gray, he smiled and said.

"I will."

Gray smiled, too.

On the other side, Boyle chose an iron wood knife and went to the challenge arena.

He took a deep breath and looked at gray with gloomy eyes. The big brother had lost, and he must not lose again. Otherwise, the Oliver family would really lose face.

"Elder sister, who do you think will win?"

On the side closest to the challenge arena, four members of the Bessemer family stood there. The second son ZenI looked at the two people on the arena and asked.

Jolie has a beautiful face, tall and slender figure, and her body is full of heroism. When she heard her brother ZenI's inquiry, she raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and said.

"It should be Boyle."

"Why? I heard that Gray's talent is no worse than yours. Maybe he has the same fighting talent as you."

Cheney said casually.

In fact, he had believed Jolie's words, but he always liked to disagree with his sister. When he heard that his sister was so sure that Boyle would win, he naturally wanted to do the opposite.

"Do you think fighting talent is a big vegetable?"

Jolie rolled her eyes and glanced at her brother, who always liked to disagree with herself. She stretched out her hand and rubbed hard on each other's blond hair before she took back her hand with satisfaction.

Fighting talent, a talent born for fighting, can give more flexible play to their own strength in fighting. Generally, there are few such people.

She has fighting talent, but it is thanks to his mother. Yes, her mother also has fighting talent, and she is lucky to inherit this. This inheritance is not 100%, at least her brother did not inherit it.

"Don't rub my head."

He complained discontentedly. Cheney was very dissatisfied. The sister rubbed her head at will and immediately sang the opposite tune.

"Hum, it must be gray who won. Look."

At a distance from the four, there are three people, the three of the richens family.

"He is under the age of seventeen and has not been received to the castle before the age of sixteen. This guy should have only been exposed to actual combat for a few months. He won't be defeated without a few moves? In this case, it's difficult for us to see what..."

Timothy frowned.

"Hum, if you really can't stop a few moves, you don't have to pay attention to him. It's doomed to be a climate..."

Oliver sneered.

Near the east side of the battle platform, there are five people.

The first one was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose. It was Viscount Shirley, one of the six Viscount led by Sidney.

The other four were his wife, a middle-aged woman with dark brown hair, a young man with a hooked nose and two teenagers, his three sons.

"Look carefully, these two people will become your opponents!"

"Yes, father!"

Said Viscount Shelly to the two teenagers, who were respectful.

In addition to several Viscount families, other Baron families or count families also watched the two people on the stage, especially gray.

There are only six Viscount families, even under the Marquis of Sidney. It is natural that "genius" appears in one of them.

It can be said that most families here have heard of gray more or less. At this time, they can't help but be curious to see gray fight.

What is the "genius" strength of the Fergus family?

It's obvious to become the next blood warrior in one year.

Show a genius in cultivation, and can you show a genius in battle?