Snap, snap, snap!
Gray was shocked and backed away.
"In terms of combat experience, there is indeed a big gap between me and him!"
After hastily resisting, Gray was knocked back, but he quickly figured out why Bernal's sword appeared so quickly.
They are both mid-level blood warriors, and both practice the blood method "Wind Wolf". Logically speaking, their sword swing speeds should be very close.
But just now, Bernal's sword swing speed was obviously faster than his. The reason was that the sword that Bernal slashed before was a feint, and it had already changed direction and struck in the direction where he would appear. Only then did he appear. Before he could draw his sword, Bernal's sword was already close.
A very wonderful feint that immediately put him at a disadvantage. Even as an opponent, he couldn't help but cheer for the opponent.
It's obvious that Bernal has more fighting experience than him, that's an indisputable fact.
boom!
The attack from Bernal is far from over.
With one step forward, Bernal had already caught up with Gray, who was staggering back. The sword in his hand was slashed out again.
Boom, boom, boom!
The horizontal slash is followed by the vertical slash, the vertical slash is followed by the oblique cut, and the oblique cut is followed by the slash...
One sword after another, without giving Gray any time to adjust, Gray was like a small boat in the rolling sea, facing the attack of the violent storm.
Bang! Snap!
An ironwood sword was unstable and flew straight up. After swinging in the air a few times, it fell to the white stone floor with a crisp sound.
The battle between Gray and Bernal has ended. One of them has lost his sword, but the other's sword is placed on the neck of the person who lost the sword.
However, what is surprising is that it is Gray who still holds the sword in his hand, but it is Bernal who loses the sword and has it held on his neck! ! !
"Brother Bernal, you are defeated!"
Putting the ironwood sword back, Gray exhaled and said.
"I... lost?! Yes, I... lost!"
Bernal had a look of shock on his face at first, obviously not expecting that Gray, who was forced into a disadvantage by him, would suddenly reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory.
What followed was an extremely bitter smile, but surprisingly there was no look of annoyance on his face, as if he had untied some kind of knot in his heart.
"Brother... lost?!"
Seeing Bernal with the sword held at his neck, Ellis almost stared out of his eyes.
It was clear that Gray was at a disadvantage just now, why did the eldest brother suddenly lose
He really couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
The eldest brother, Bernal, has practiced blood magic for so many years, and he has been exposed to actual combat at an early age. His combat experience is extremely rich, which is not comparable to someone like Gray who has been exposed to actual combat for only a few months.
The battle developed just as he expected. After a dozen probing moves, the eldest brother Bernal began to show off his power, forcing Gray to retreat continuously, leaving him almost powerless to parry.
But what happened in the end? Why did the eldest brother Bernal, who clearly had the upper hand, suddenly lose
"sharp!"
Caroline's eyes showed surprise.
She couldn't tell what exactly happened in the final moment of the fight, but it was an indisputable fact that Gray won.
Gray, who had only a few months of fighting experience, actually defeated his eldest brother Bernal, who had several years of fighting experience. There is no doubt that Gray's performance was amazing.
"this… "
Viscount Fergus frowned, surprise flashing in his eyes.
It can be said that Gray's victory was beyond his expectation. In fact, before the battle, he was sure that Bernal would win.
He often practiced battles with the two of them, and he was very familiar with their fighting skills. He was very aware of the gap between Gray and Bernal in terms of combat experience, but the result really surprised him.
He couldn't help but carefully recall the details of the last moment of the battle in his mind. After a moment, a strange look appeared in his eyes, and he probably understood the reason why Gray won.
Gray deceived Bernal, and even deceived all of them here!
"Master Gray, Master Bernal, please wipe your sweat!"
A servant came forward respectfully and handed over a towel. Gray took the one handed to him, covered his face and began to wipe it.
The reason why he was able to defeat Bernal in this battle was because of his inexplicable increase in strength after his second transformation.
Although there is almost no difference in speed between him and Bernal now, in terms of strength, he is stronger than Bernal. Therefore, even if he hastily resists, Gray's defense is not very difficult.
Therefore, being forced back continuously by Bernal's attack was just an illusion, an illusion he used to confuse Bernal.
At the end, Bernal seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact this was not the case. With his strength being stronger than Bernal, he had already adjusted under Bernal's repeated attacks.
In the end, he worked hard and counterattacked, knocking the sword out of Bernal's hand, and won the battle.
…
afternoon.
A large number of clouds floated in the sky, the sun was completely blocked, and a gentle breeze blew through, bringing with it the slightest hint of coolness.
There is a large piece of flat grassland at the foot of Fergus Castle Mountain, which is enclosed entirely, and pastures are built to feed horses, cattle and sheep.
"Lord Viscount, ladies and gentlemen, this is the red-blooded horse!"
A man in his fifties with slightly gray hair bowed with great respect and led Gray and his group to a stable at the racecourse.
This is a separate stable, and there is only one war horse in the entire stable.
These are a group of very powerful war horses, with red hair all over their bodies. They are over two meters long and about 1.3 meters tall.
The muscles all over the body are full of streamlined texture, with sharp corners, but not too bloated, giving people a combination of strength and beauty.
The blood-red horse's eyes were bright and full of spirituality. When he saw Gray and others arriving, not only was he not afraid of strangers, but he looked at Gray and others curiously.
"What beautiful eyes!"
Looking at the blood-red eyes of the war horse, Caroline sighed in admiration.
"Is this a redblood colt?"
Viscount Fergus asked after looking carefully.
"Yes, Lord Viscount."
The gray-haired man replied respectfully.
He is the steward of this ranch. Some time ago, Viscount Fergus commissioned him to purchase a red-blooded horse. After spending more than ten days, he finally returned today with a red-blooded horse.
"Although it is only a young horse, I can guarantee that once it reaches adulthood, its length and height will definitely be comparable to your red-blooded horse, Lord Viscount, and its speed will not be inferior."
"Um."
Viscount Fergus nodded, and then looked at Gray Road.
"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"
This red-blooded horse was a gift from Viscount Fergus and Gray after he reached the rank of mid-level blood warrior.
"Satisfied, satisfied!"
Gray's eyes had been sizing up the scarlet-blooded horse for a long time. When he heard Viscount Fergus's inquiry, he nodded hastily, but his eyes never left the scarlet-blooded horse.
The figure is plump and graceful, the hair is smooth and shiny, the limbs are strong and slender, and the blood-red eyes are full of intelligence...
Even he, who doesn't know anything about horses, can see that this horse is extraordinary.
"Good horse!"
Bernal's eyes were bright, even a little hot, and the envy in his voice could clearly be heard.
Although his horse can be regarded as a high-quality war horse, compared with horses like red blood horses that can be as fast as ferocious blood beasts, their grade is obviously much lower.
"It's a pity that I'm not an adult yet!"
Ellis said in a rather sour tone because he couldn't eat the grapes.
Gray was in a very good mood now and didn't bother to argue with him. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched the mane on the red blood horse's neck.
Facing Grayson's outstretched hand, the red-blooded horse avoided it cautiously, but after all, it was locked in a stable and naturally couldn't avoid it. In the end, Gray got his wish and touched the mane.
Soft, as smooth as silk, as if you were touching brocade silk.
"Master Gray, why not ride on it and give it a try!"
The gray-haired man smiled and said to Gray.
He naturally knew that the horse was bought for Gray, and he also knew how highly Gray was now valued in the Fergus family, so there was a flattering tone in his voice.
"good."
Gray grinned, took off the reins, led the horse out of the stable.
The saddle had not been placed yet, but Gray easily turned over and sat on the horse's back. With his current physical condition, it was naturally easy to do such a thing.
hold head high-
Suddenly being ridden by a stranger, Gray, the red-blooded horse obviously became impatient and anxious.
Angjiujiu!
He ran a few steps quickly, and then suddenly raised his two front feet and tilted his body violently, trying to shake Gray off his back.
However, with Gray's current physical fitness as a mid-level blood warrior, it is naturally impossible for him to be left behind so easily.
As soon as his legs pinched the horse's belly, his whole body seemed to have taken root and stuck to the horse's back.
One of his two hands was holding the reins, and the other hand was constantly caressing the neck of the red-blooded horse. His riding experience during this period of time had taught him how to calm an angry horse.
Angjiujiu!
Angjiujiu!
However, the red blood horse is obviously not as easy to tame as ordinary horses. It keeps running and shaking its body directly on the racecourse. Sometimes its two front feet are in the air, and sometimes its two hind feet are in the air and kicking back. Thinking of a way, Wanting to throw Gray off.
This state lasted for more than ten minutes before it gradually calmed down. Probably because I knew I couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard I tried, I gave up my efforts.
Seeing this, Gray smiled slightly and finally tamed it.
Although it may take some time to completely tame him and cultivate feelings, at least the other party no longer rejects him, or even though he rejects him, there is nothing he can do about him.
"Drive..."
Gently pinching the horse's belly, Gray drove the red-blooded horse forward.
Da da da!
The running red blood horse shows the king of horses.
The strong wind hit his face, and Gray's black hair was blown back. A whistling sound sounded in his ears. The green grass flew past his sight. This speed was faster than when he used the power of blood to increase his running speed. Even faster.
Although it is not comparable to a ferocious blood beast, it is understandable considering that this is still a young horse.
This is definitely a war horse whose speed can rival that of a ferocious blood beast when it reaches adulthood.
After two laps of running back and forth on the racecourse, Gray drove the red-blooded horse back to the stable and tied it back to the stable.
"Master Gray, this red-blooded horse doesn't have a name yet, why don't you give it a name..."
The gray-haired man came to Gray with a smile and said.
"name?"
Gray thought for a moment and already made a decision.
"Chixue, from today on he will be called Chixue!"
"Red Blood, what a good name. Master Gray is such a good name!"
The gray-haired man quickly flattered, which made Gray blush slightly.
It's just a red-blooded horse, omitting the "horse" at the back. Is it such flattery
However, he thought that although his name was not very creative, it was at least much nicer than "Xiao Bai". Thinking of this, he felt at ease.
The typhoon is coming, and the knights are taking refuge. If the Internet is disconnected, it will definitely be worse. I would like to say sorry!
(End of chapter)