Smack, smack, smack!

Gray was shaken and fell back.

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

Gray was shaken back by the hasty resistance, but he quickly figured out why Bernard's sword appeared so quickly.

is also a median blood warrior, and they are all practicing the blood method "Wind Wolf", so it stands to reason that the speed of the two should be extremely close.

And just now, Bernal's swing speed was obviously faster than him, the reason was that the sword that Bernal had slashed before was a false move, and it had already changed to the direction in which he would appear, and this only then appeared, and before he had time to draw his sword, Bernal's sword was already close to him.

A very wonderful trick immediately forced him into a disadvantage, and even as an opponent, he couldn't help but cheer for the other party.

It is clear that Bernal has more combat experience than him, and this is an indisputable fact.

Bang!

The attack from Bernal is far from over.

With one step, Bernal had already caught up with Gray, who was staggering backwards, and the sword in his hand slashed out again.

Bang, bang, bang!

The horizontal slash is followed by the vertical slash, the vertical slash is followed by the oblique slash, and the oblique slash is followed by the swing......

Sword after sword, without giving Gray time to adjust, Gray was like a boat in the tumbling sea, facing the attack of a violent storm.

Boom! Smack!

An ironwood sword was unsteady in its grip, flew straight up, and 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, and one of them has lost his sword, while the other's sword is resting on the neck of the man who lost it.

However, surprisingly, it was Gray who still held the sword in his hand, and it was Bernal who lost the sword and was held by the sword around his neck!!

"Brother Bernal, you're defeated!"

Retracting the ironwood sword, Gray said with a sigh of relief.

"I ...... Defeated?! Yes, I ...... Defeated! ”

Bernal's face was shocked at first, obviously he didn't expect that Gray, who was forced into the upper hand by him, would suddenly turn the situation around and turn defeat into victory.

Then came a very bitter smile, but there was no look of annoyance on his face, as if he had untied some kind of knot.

"Big brother...... Defeated?! ”

Seeing Bernal with the sword resting around his neck, Ellis's eyes almost popped out.

It was obvious that Gray was at a disadvantage just now, why did the eldest brother suddenly lose?

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

Big brother Bernal has been practicing blood law for so many years, and he has been exposed to actual combat at an early age, and he has extremely rich combat experience, which is not comparable to people like Gray who have only been in contact with actual combat for a few months.

The battle developed just as he expected, and after a dozen tentative exchanges, the eldest brother Bernal began to exert his power, forcing Gray to retreat again and again, almost powerless.

But what happened in the end, how did the eldest brother Bernal, who obviously had the upper hand, suddenly lose?

"Awesome!"

Carolyn had a look of surprise in her eyes.

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

Gray, who has only been fighting for a few months, actually defeated his eldest brother Bernal, who has several years of combat experience, and there is no doubt that Gray's performance is amazing.

"This ......"

Viscount Fergus frowned, surprise flashing in his eyes.

Gray's victory was a big surprise to him, in fact, before the battle, he was convinced that Bernal would win.

He often practiced against the two of them, and he knew both of them very well about the level of fighting, and was very aware of the gap between Gray and Bernal in terms of combat experience, but the result was really surprising to him.

He couldn't help but relive the details of the battle in the last moments, and after a moment, a strange look appeared in his eyes, and he probably understood the reason for Gray's victory.

Gray lied to Bernal, and even to everyone present!

"Master Gray, Master Bernal, please wipe your sweat!"

A servant respectfully stepped forward and handed him a towel, and Gray took the one that had been handed to him, and wiped it on his face.

In this battle, the reason why he was able to defeat Bernal was because of the strength that he inexplicably increased after the second transformation.

Now, although he is almost no different from Bernal in terms of speed, he is stronger than Bernal in terms of strength, so even if he resists in a hurry, Gray is not very difficult to guard.

Therefore, being forced to retreat again and again by Bernal's attack was 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 a stronger force than Bernal, he had already adjusted under Bernard's repeated attacks.

In the end, he fought back and shook the sword in Bernard's hand and won the battle.

……

Afternoon.

A large number of clouds floated above the sky, the sun was completely obscured, and the breeze blew with a hint of coolness.

At the foot of Fergus Castle Hill there was a large flat meadow, which was enclosed and pastures were built to feed horses, cattle and sheep.

"Lord Viscount, young masters, this is the red-blooded horse!"

A man in his fifties, with slightly grayish hair, bowed extremely respectfully and led Gray and his party to a stable in the racecourse.

It was a separate stable, and there was only one war horse in the entire stable.

This is a group of very divine horses, 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, and the water chestnut angles are distinct, but not too bloated, giving people a combination of strength and beauty.

The blood-red horse's eyes were blazing and full of spirituality, and when he saw Gray and the others coming, he was not only not afraid of life, but looked at Gray and the others curiously.

"What beautiful eyes!"

Looking at the blood-red eyes of the war horse, Caroline exclaimed in admiration.

"This is a red-blooded pony?"

Viscount Fergus asked after taking a closer look.

"Yes, Lord Viscount."

The gray-haired man replied respectfully.

He is the steward of this ranch, some time ago, Viscount Fergus entrusted him to buy the red-blooded horse, it took more than ten days, and he finally returned with the red-blooded horse today.

"Although it is only a young horse, I can guarantee that once it reaches adulthood, it will definitely be as long and tall as your red-blooded horse, Lord Viscount, and it will not be inferior in speed."

"Hmm."

Viscount Fergus nodded, then looked at Gray.

"How's it going, are you satisfied?"

This red-blooded horse was the gift of Gregory after he reached the median blood warrior in the agreement between Viscount Fergus and Gray.

"Satisfied, satisfied!"

Gray's eyes had already been looking at the stinging horse, and when he heard Viscount Fergus's inquiry, he nodded hurriedly, but his eyes never left the red-blooded horse.

The body is full and graceful, the hair is soft and shiny, the limbs are strong and slender, and the blood-red eyes are full of agility......

Even he, who doesn't understand horses, can see that this horse is extraordinary.

"Good horse!"

Bernard's eyes lit up, even a little hot, and the envy in his voice could be clearly heard.

Although his horses are also considered to be excellent breed war horses, compared to the red blood horse, which can be compared to a horse whose speed can be comparable to that of a fierce blood beast, the grade is obviously much lower.

"It's a pity that he is not an adult yet!"

Ellis said in a rather sour tone.

Gray was in a very good mood now, and he didn't bother to bother with him, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch the mane around the neck of the red-blooded horse.

Facing Grayson's outstretched hand, the red-blooded horse vigilantly dodged, but after all, he was locked in the stable, so he naturally couldn't dodge, and finally Gray touched his mane as he wished.

Suple, as smooth as silk, as if touching on brocade.

"Master Gray, why don't you ride it and try it!"

The gray-haired man smiled at Gray.

He naturally knew that this horse was bought for Gray, and he knew how much Gray was valued in the Fergus family today, so there was a flattering voice in his voice.

"Okay."

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

The saddle hadn't been set yet, but Gray had easily rolled over and sat on the horse's back, which was a no-brainer with his current physical fitness.

Ang –

Suddenly ridden by a stranger from Gray, the red-blooded horse became visibly impatient and agitated.

Ang chirp!

He ran a few quick steps, and then suddenly his two front feet jerked up, and his body leaned violently, trying to shake Gray off his back.

However, with Gray's current physical fitness as a mid-rank blood warrior, it is naturally impossible for him to be thrown off so easily.

As soon as the legs clamped the horse's belly, the whole person seemed to take root and stuck to the horse's back.

With one hand pulling the reins and the other hand constantly caressing the neck of the red-blooded horse, this period of riding experience has taught him how to calm the horses that have fallen into irritability.

Ang chirp!

Ang chirp!

However, red-blooded horses are obviously not as easy to be tamed as ordinary horses, and they are constantly running and shaking their bodies directly on the horse farm, and for a while the two front feet are in the air, and the two hind feet are volleying back, thinking of a way to throw Gray off.

In such a state, more than ten minutes passed before it gradually calmed down, probably knowing that he couldn't shake it off, so he gave up his efforts.

Seeing this, the corners of Gray's mouth smiled slightly, and he was finally tamed.

Although it may take a while to completely tame and cultivate feelings, at least the other party has not rejected him on his back, or although he is rejected, he is helpless.

"Driving ......"

With a flick of the horse's belly, Gray drove the red-blooded horse forward.

Da-da-da-da!

The red-blooded horse that runs shows the demeanor of the king of horses.

The wind blew in his face, Gray's black hair was blown back, and the sound of whirring sounded in his ears, and the green grass was swept quickly in sight, faster than when he used his blood power to increase it.

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

This is definitely a war horse that can be as fast as a fierce blood beast when it becomes an adult.

After two laps around the stable, Gray drove the Redblood back to the stable, tethering him 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 up to Gray with a grin.

"Name?"

With a slight thought in his head, Gray had already made a decision.

"Red Blood, from today onwards, he will be called Red Blood!"

"Red blood, good name, the name Young Master Gray is really good!"

The gray-haired man hurriedly flattered, and Gray couldn't help but blush slightly.

It's just a red-blooded horse, omitting the "horse" behind, as for such flattery?

However, he thought that although his name was not creative, it was at least much better than "Xiaobai", and when he thought about it, he felt at ease.