God Blood Warrior

Chapter 2: only

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A few days later in the morning.

After eating a breakfast consisting of lamb chops, fruit salad, honey bread, and sugar milk, Gray, dressed in a light gray battle uniform, followed by his personal maid, walked towards the castle's open-air training ground.

The breakfast prepared by the castle chef was very much to Gray's liking. Although he was a little disappointed that he couldn't eat the dishes from his previous life, it was definitely not difficult to swallow.

If you think about it, you can understand that as the nobles are the most enjoyable group in the world, how can they let their tongues be "wronged"? The chefs they hire must be chefs with superb cooking skills.

"Hello, Master Gray!"

Walking in the corridor leading to the open-air training ground, from time to time there will be maids and male servants bending down to salute Gray respectfully. Their attitude is extremely respectful. Although he is an illegitimate son, he is the illegitimate son "valued" by Viscount Fergus. These servants Obviously not stupid enough to give Gray a look.

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

The training ground is a white stone paved training ground, about the size of half a football field. It is surrounded by clusters of brightly colored flower beds, and there is a pavilion with a stone table next to it. If you are tired from practicing, you can rest here.

There is already one person in the training ground. This is a young man in his early twenties, wearing a white leather armor suit, with a handsome face and blond hair, shining in the sun.

Seeing Gray arriving, the young man's expression flashed, he stopped practicing, walked over, took the towel handed by the maid, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said to Gray.

"Gray, why don't you rest for a few more days before starting to practice?"

While speaking, the young man smiled slightly, his attitude was kind, and he seemed extremely friendly, but Gray couldn't help but feel a little wary in his heart.

The young man is none other than the eldest brother of this body, Bernard Fergus, the eldest son of Viscount Fergus and his first wife.

If it were the original owner of this body, he might have been deceived by the "kind" scene of the young man just now. However, as someone who had been struggling in society for several years in his previous life, he could sense the gloominess of the young man the moment he saw him. , although he quickly covered it up, he was still aware of it.

"Thank you, Brother Bernal, for your concern. It's almost better now."

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

"That's it, then you practice first."

The blond young man Bernal nodded and walked towards the pavilion next to him.

After watching the other party leave, Gray walked into the training ground and recalled the training method.

In this world, there is only one training system, and that is the blood warrior. This is a training system that humans learned from blood beasts during their struggle against blood beasts, so the relevant training methods are called "blood methods."

The blood technique practiced by Gray and even the Fergus family he belongs to is called "Wind Wolf". This is a training method deduced from a blood beast called wind wolf. It is divided into crawling, attacking and biting. , the four cultivation postures of looking up to the sky.

Prostrate, imitating the movement of a wolf patiently waiting for its prey.

Pounce, imitating the action of a wolf pounce on food.

Bite imitates the action of a wolf opening its sharp teeth to bite its prey.

Looking up to the sky imitates the action of a wolf looking up to the sky and roaring.

He went through the four postures in his mind. Although he was no longer the same person, the memory of his previous training was still there. Gray began to practice from the first posture, "Prone".

I saw him half-crouching with his feet apart, leaning forward and bending, with his hands stretched out, palms down, like a wolf waiting for prey. At the same time, he imagined a prostrate man in the grass with green eyes. The green wind wolf stares at the prey in the distance.

I kept doing this for ten minutes, then suddenly.

He kicked his feet violently, and lunged forward with his whole body. The five fingers of his hands spread out like claws, like a wolf that shifted from waiting to pounce on its prey. The movement of the wind wolf that he imagined in his mind also turned into pounce. .

He held it for another ten minutes, and then, the claws he used to pounce changed. His hands joined each other, their wrists touched, and they stretched out quickly, closing like a biting wolf's mouth. The movement of the wind wolf that he imagined in his mind changed to tearing. bite.

Ten minutes later, he slowly squatted down, his hands hanging down, his head raised to the sky, and his mouth opened with all his strength, like a wolf roaring at the sky. The movement of the wolf in his mind also became a wind wolf roaring at the sky on a moonlit night.

After rehearsing the entire set of moves, Gray was already sweating profusely.

I don't know whether it's because of the memory of the original owner of the body, or because the body has already formed a memory. Although Gray's set of training postures is not perfect, it is still standard and does not show anything too abnormal. .

Originally, he wanted to find another place to practice, but he usually practiced in the training ground. Suddenly changing a place might make him suspicious, so he gave up the plan and remained as the original owner of the body. , come to the training ground to practice.

When he stopped practicing, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart couldn't help but sink.

"It is indeed the worst result. The blood power cultivated by the original owner of this body has really disappeared."

Originally, he hoped to re-activate the power of blood hidden in the body through practice. Now it seems that the power of blood 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 time travel, in general, the disappearance of the power of blood has become a fact.

Losing the power of blood is a very bad result for him. The reason why he is valued by Viscount Fergus as an illegitimate son is because of his talent in cultivation.

If Viscount Fergus knew that his blood power had disappeared, not to mention driving him out of the castle immediately, at least he would not value him as before. Without Viscount Fergus's respect, he would face the threat of the mastermind behind the scenes. Assassination, his ending can be imagined.

"Without the power of blood, physical fitness has deteriorated to the level before practice. After just one practice, it has almost reached its limit."

Gray thought to himself as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Under normal circumstances, a low-ranking blood warrior would be able to practice the blood method twice in a row, but just now, he almost couldn't hold on even once.

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

The practice of blood magic is not just about having blood magic. In fact, in addition to blood magic, you also need to have the blood of the corresponding blood beast. Only by possessing both blood magic and the blood of the corresponding blood beast can you become a blood warrior. .

It is naturally impossible for humans to have the blood of blood beasts, so generally speaking, families with blood magic will implant the blood of the corresponding blood beasts into their children before they practice.

The specific method seems to be to mix the most precious blood essence in the blood of the blood beast with certain medicines, and then give it to the children.

In this regard, the memory of the original owner of the body is not too clear. He was valued by Viscount Fergus two months ago, and when the bloodline was implanted, the original owner of the body was obviously not valued by Viscount Fergus. Naturally, I won't explain too much to him.

(End of chapter)