"not good!"
Seeing the six people who suddenly rushed out and rushed towards the cold tiger's lair, Viscount Fergus and others secretly shouted that it was bad, turned around and rushed towards the cold tiger's lair.
Gray, Bernal, and Ellis also screamed and rushed towards the cold tiger's lair.
However, neither the five Viscount Fergus nor the three Grays were as close as the six people who quietly touched the cold tiger's lair. They could only watch helplessly as the six people rushed to the cold tiger's lair and took Han Hu's nest away. Tiger cub picked up.
"It's him!"
Looking at one of the six people, Gray looked ugly.
This man was of medium build and had gray hair. He was none other than Sten Locke, Viscount Locke, who had greeted them warmly at the auction house.
The other party at that time had a gentle smile on his face, with a natural affinity, and his proactive concession during the auction showed his aristocratic demeanor.
Although the other party at this time still had a smile on his face, he was disgusting no matter how he looked at it, and the robbery he was doing now had no aristocratic demeanor at all.
Sure enough, this person is different from what he looks like, he is a real villain!
"And them!"
At the same time, Gray also noticed that Alf and Morey, the two heirs of Viscount Locke, were also among the six people.
"Sten, it's you!"
Viscount Fergus's blond hair was flying like an angry lion, glaring at Viscount Locke and roaring angrily.
After finally killing the cold tiger mother, he didn't expect that the cold tiger cub was unexpectedly taken away by Viscount Locke. One can imagine his anger at this time.
"Viscount Fergus, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon!"
Facing Viscount Fergus's glare, Viscount Locke looked normal and greeted him calmly.
He did not mask his face because it was not necessary. The viscounts who were both members of the Marquis of Sidney family knew each other's methods quite well and would recognize them immediately once they met, so he did not intend to hide his face at all.
"Hand it over!"
Viscount Fergus, who was still in the mood to be conciliatory with the other party, led the four Baron Ricardo and rushed towards him angrily.
"This is not possible, Alf, Morey, you retreat first!"
Viscount Locke smiled and shook his head, gave an order, led three men to greet the five Viscount Fergus, and quickly handed over their hands.
The three men following him were all astonishingly capable of high-level blood warriors. Although their number was one less than that of the five Viscount Fergus, the five Viscount Fergus were not in their prime either.
After a great battle, a lot of physical strength and blood power were consumed, so when faced with the struggle between Viscount Locke and the four men, they were barely able to draw, and could not even free up one person to chase the cold tiger cub.
I could only watch helplessly as Alf and Morey took the cold tiger cub and turned around and rushed into the dense mangrove forest.
"Leave!"
Fortunately, there were three Grays, and all three of them intercepted Alf and Morey.
"Bernar, I have long wanted to meet you!"
Facing the three Grays who were intercepting them, Elf went straight towards Bernal and fought with him.
Morey, on the other hand, rushed into the mangroves at high speed, with only Gray and Ellis chasing after him.
"Damn it, that guy is actually a mid-level blood warrior!"
After chasing for a moment, Ellis had lost track of the opponent. He roared angrily, feeling both anger and jealousy in his heart.
He was angry that the other party had snatched the cold tiger cub, and he was jealous that the other party was almost the same age as him, but his strength had already reached the level of a mid-level blood warrior, while he was far, far away from the mid-level blood warrior.
"Um?"
He looked to the side of him, with a look of astonishment on his face. Gray, who was supposed to be beside him, had separated from him at some point, and was also invisible.
In the mangrove forest, a young man wearing a black battle uniform held a cold tiger cub in one hand and ran quickly.
The densely growing mangroves were easily avoided by him. Even holding a cold tiger cub in his hands did not have much impact on his speed and flexibility.
Sometimes when vines blocked the road, he would jump over them with a slight jump and rush over.
He could hear a large number of footsteps coming this way. It was obvious that the soldiers of the Fergus family were chasing him, but he didn't care. With his speed, those soldiers couldn't catch up with him.
He glanced at the cold tiger cub that had not yet opened its eyes in his left hand, and his eyes were full of joy, because his father had promised him that he was going to make this cold tiger cub his future mount.
Uh-huh!
Suddenly, he felt a slight sound coming from the side, like a breeze.
However, his keen hearing allowed him to hear the difference between the sound and the sound of the wind. The power of blood poured into his body, and his body became unusually flexible, like a monkey in the forest.
The blood method he practices is called "Wood Monkey", which is derived from the fierce blood beast Wood Monkey. This is an agile blood beast that can control plants to fight.
Now he is only a mid-level blood warrior. Naturally, he cannot use the blood beast ability to control plants, but he has the flexibility of a wooden monkey. Especially when the body is infused with the power of blood, this flexibility is greatly reduced. Enhance.
His body suddenly dwarfed first, and then he quickly dodged away from the sound of the wind.
laugh-
The moment he dwarfed, a long sword with a sharp blade swept over his head and chopped off many red branches.
With a shiver in his heart, he quickly distanced himself and pulled out a sword from his waist.
It was a long sword with fish scale-like patterns on the blade. It was a thousand-level sword.
"It's you, Gray Fergus!"
When he saw the person who made the sneak attack, he looked surprised.
"How can you be so fast?"
He clearly saw the other party chasing behind him just now. When did the other party run in front of him
"Hand it over!"
Without answering the doubts in the opponent's heart, Gray let the opponent dodge with a sneak attack. Gray did not stop, and approached the opponent with a few steps, and swept the opponent with the sword in his hand again.
"Humph, it's up to you!"
Facing the charging Gray, Morey snorted coldly, turned sideways to avoid Gray's sword that was sweeping at him again, and then stabbed Gray from the side with his sword.
Although the timing was not right, he had long wanted to meet the person his father said was his future "rival".
Uh-huh!
Facing the sword thrust from the side, Gray turned around violently, and the sword in his hand was swept to the side along with his turning movement.
clang!
The two swords collided together, and then both of them were shocked and took several steps back.
"You, you... are already a mid-level blood warrior?"
After stabilizing his body, Morey said with a surprised look on his face.
The blood method "Wolf of the Wind" practiced by the Fergus family is the same as the blood method "Wooden Monkey" practiced by the Locke family, which does not increase the strength much.
But now the opponent is actually able to compete with himself in the strength competition. The opponent's strength is likely to be the same as his own, and he has reached the mid-level blood warrior.
"How is it possible? You... how is it possible?"
However, he was not very confident about this conclusion. The other party was only 16 or 17 years old, and he had only practiced blood magic for more than a year. How could he reach the median blood warrior so quickly
The opponent was surprised, but Gray was not surprised. He stabilized his body and rushed towards the opponent again.
Uh-huh!
The long sword in his hand turned into a flash of cold light, and he stabbed out, hitting the opponent's chest directly.
"snort-"
Morey dwarfed to avoid the sword that was thrust straight at him. Not only that, he also dwarfed and rushed towards Gray, sweeping out the Qianlian Sword in his hand.
If he was hit this time, even if Gray was wearing a battle suit, he would still suffer some injuries. If he didn't have a battle suit, he would probably be cut into two pieces.
clang-
Gray quickly drew his sword to block the sword, and used the force of the counterattack to distance himself.
Then, the power of his blood suddenly poured into his legs, and his body turned into an afterimage, and his whole body moved faster than before.
People who practice the blood method "Wind Wolf" are already good at speed. Now that they use the power of blood to increase their speed, their speed is horribly enhanced, and they can easily get close to Morey's side.
Without any hesitation, the sword swung upwards quickly from bottom to top. The blade carried an extremely dangerous aura. Faced with the man who snatched the cold tiger cub, Gray had no intention of holding back.
But Morey is also a mid-level blood warrior after all. At the critical moment, he used the power of blood, and his body's flexibility increased sharply. He was as flexible as a monkey. In this forest terrain with many trees, flexibility has the advantage , is fully utilized.
puff!
However, after all, he was holding a cold tiger cub in his hand, and his movements were more or less affected. He didn't feel it while running, but in the battle where there was no room for any impact, it was exposed.
Although he hid behind a tree, he still couldn't hide completely. Before he hid behind the tree, his shoulder was scratched by a sword, his uniform was scratched, and there was a trace of blood on his body.
laugh-
A blow injured the opponent. Gray's eyes lit up, and the power of blood filled his legs again. He quickly caught up with the opponent and stabbed his sword into the back of his heart.
The strength of the blood warrior has reached the middle level, and the blood power is much stronger. He has tested it and can use it ten times in a row. Therefore, when fighting, he is no longer as stingy with the blood power as the lower blood warrior.
puff!
A hole appeared again on Morey's back. This time the injury was more serious than the previous one, and even traces of red could be seen flowing out.
Puff puff!
Gray struck one after another, and every time he used the power of blood, Morey would get an additional wound. Soon, there would be several more wounds on the opponent's body.
But none of them were fatal injuries. The opponent relied on his body's agility to avoid the vital position.
"If this continues..."
Pain was felt in several places all over his body, and Morey's face twitched in pain. It was not that he had never tried to escape, but he was not as fast as his opponent. He was caught up by Gray within a few steps.
Knowing that the situation would be very bad if this continued, he glanced at the cold tiger cub that had not yet opened its eyes in his left hand, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his face, and he said in a ruthless voice.
"I can't get it, and you can't get it either!"
He threw the cold tiger cub up, and slashed at the cold tiger cub with the Qian Lian Sword in his hand.
Knowing that he might not be able to save the cold tiger cub, he suddenly planned to kill the cold tiger cub on the spot!
(End of chapter)