"I suddenly understand the meaning of my father's words yesterday!"

There was no change in Saroyan's face, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, which was a sign that he was lost in thought.

Yesterday evening, my father told him not to jump to conclusions, nothing is absolute until the last moment, although he listened carefully, but he did not understand very much, but at this moment, he fully understood this sentence.

Although this Gray. The sudden rise of Fergus did not necessarily shake the advantage of the Richens family's battle for counts, but there was no doubt that the unexpected had happened.

"Gray. Fergus?! ”

Polly glanced at her eldest brother Saloyan, who was lost in thought, and then at Gray in the field, and her eyes couldn't help but move slightly, and she wrote down the name.

Born in the Marquis family, her eyesight is not low, although she can't see that Gray has a fighting talent, but she can also see that this Gray. Fergus is not only talented in cultivation, but also in combat.

"How do you feel, here the Gens family wants to win from the battle of the earls, and the difficulty has increased a lot......"

In the Earl of Ford's family, the corners of a young man with an ordinary appearance raised slightly, with a hint of evil smile.

"This Count Dispute is getting more and more interesting......"

In the Smally family, a young man with dark brown hair couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of interest.

As the children of the earl's family, they are indifferent to the earl's dispute, and by the way, they treat it as a wonderful "big show".

Whichever Viscount family eventually won to become an Earl family, it had little effect on them.

They have such capital, they have been an earl family for many years, and the background is not comparable to the new earl family, so no matter which family eventually becomes an earl family, they will inevitably be pressed under their feet in the end.

Under the battle platform, a group of nobles and nobles' children had different ideas, Gray naturally didn't know, and glanced at the pale Boyle, he withdrew his ironwood sword and walked straight to the bottom of the platform.

Although this battle only used the strength of the lower blood warriors, and even the strength was maintained at the same level as the current Ellis, there were some things that were likely to have been exposed, such as combat talent.

Combat talent,To put it bluntly, it is the ability to understand and read battles.,This ability is not something you don't want to use.,After all, it's a thing at the level of thinking.,It's not something that you can stop if you want to.。

Besides, if he really didn't use it, he might not be able to win this battle.

Boyle is not a parallel commodity like Ellis, and after several years of contact and actual combat, the opponent's combat experience is already quite mature.

After all, Gray himself has only been in contact with actual combat for a few months, and without the help of combat talent and the strength characteristics obtained by devouring the blood of the cold tiger, the victory or defeat between him and the other party should be half of each, which is still because of the assistance of combat talent, the reason why his combat experience has grown rapidly in the past few months.

Although it may have been exposed, he didn't care too much.

Although the combat talent is effective in the same level battle, the effect is greatly reduced in the cross-level battle, after all, even if the mind can keep up, the body reaction that is a cut worse than the opponent will not be able to keep up.

Therefore, even if the Richens family has sensed that he has a fighting talent, they should not pay too much attention to it, after all, the two sons of the other family are mid-rank blood warriors.

"It's amazing, I defeated Boyle so easily. Oliver. ”

Seeing Gray who came over like a monster, Baron Harris immediately smiled and praised him.

"When I first met Gray, I thought it would be amazing, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

Mrs. Bess also covered her mouth with one hand, and the demonstration was shocking, and she smiled elegantly.

Among the people present, they were the few who knew that Gray had the strength of a median blood warrior, and the shock in their hearts was even greater.

Not only is his talent terrifying in cultivation, but his talent in combat is also terrifying.

After only a few months of contact with actual combat, he was already able to defeat Boyle who had been in contact with actual combat for several years at the same level. Oliver, and no doubt this Gray, has no less terrifying talent for combat.

Next to the two of them, Kevin's eyes were full of jealousy, as well as some regret.

He is still skeptical about whether this guy is a median blood warrior, after all, a median blood warrior under the age of 17 is really a bit difficult to accept.

But even if it is the combat power he has just shown, he has no good chance of winning, and at this time he suddenly regretted a little regret rashly standing up for his two cousins and provoking this one, if this person holds a grudge, I am afraid that he will suffer in the future.

"Well done."

For Gray, who came over, Viscount Fergus nodded with satisfaction.

The reason why he was really satisfied was not because Gray won the battle, but because Gray won the battle just by virtue of the strength of the lower blood warrior, after all, the strength of the middle blood warrior was there, and it was impossible to lose.

Looking sideways at Viscount Oliver next to him, Viscount Fergus said "thanks" with a smile.

"Viscount Oliver, thank you for providing my family Gray with this opportunity."

"No~polite~angry."

Viscount Oliver's face was pale, his eyes were almost bursting with fire, and his face was almost unable to maintain the elegance of the aristocracy, and he almost gritted his teeth and said.

"Then we'll take our leave!"

Feeling Viscount Oliver's eyes that were about to breathe fire, the smile on Viscount Fergus's face was even bigger, and he said goodbye to Viscount Oliver very politely, before turning around and leaving with Gray and the others.

"Damn ......"

Feeling several playful eyes looking at him, Viscount Oliver's face couldn't be more ugly, it was obvious that his Oliver family's battle with the Fergus family today was a complete defeat, and the ugliness was still seen by the marquis's eldest son, Saloyan.

If they can't win the subsequent battles with other viscount families, the Oliver family's special resource quota for the next few years may be greatly reduced.

"Let's go!"

Glancing at the eldest son and the second son who had eaten the "defeat" with dissatisfaction, Viscount Oliver really didn't have the face to continue to stay here, so he turned around and left with the people of the Oliver family.

With the departure of the Fergus family and the Oliver family, the people of the various noble families also dispersed one after another, and among the scattered noble families, there were four Gray and their acquaintances.

The first was a man of medium stature with short gray hair.

The other was a beautiful middle-aged woman with long blond hair with slightly curved hair.

The other two were a young man in his early 20s and a teenager who should be about the same age as Ellis, both of whom also had gray hair.

These four people are Locke Viscount Stearns. Locke, Viscountess Nock, Blanche. Lewy, eldest son of Viscount Locke. Locke, Locke, second son of Viscount Locke. Locke.

They arrived this morning, and when they arrived, they learned that the Fergus family and the Oliver family were at war, so they rushed over.

Unlike the aristocratic families who were discussing this battle enthusiastically, watching the battle between the Fergus family and the Oliver family, the four of them did not have the slightest discussion throughout the whole process.

They walked back silently, back to the quarters that the Sidneys had arranged for them, entered the drawing-room, waved off the servants, and closed the drawing-room door before finally there was a voice.

"Father, did Gray use the strength of the Median Blood Warrior just now?"

Morey asked uncertainly, frowning slightly.

"Nope."

Viscount Nock shook his head, very affirmative.

"Then how can his actual combat ability be so strong?"

Alfer also frowned.

The other party has only been in contact with actual combat for a few months, and it stands to reason that the other party should not be Boyle when fighting in the same realm. Oliver's opponent is right.

"Do you really think he's only been in combat for a few months?"

Viscount Locke glanced at Alver and Morey, and asked with a calm expression.

"Father, you mean, he has been in combat for more than a few months? But father, hasn't he been admitted to Fergus Castle only in recent months? ”

Alver asked, confused.

He has always been very convinced of his father's words, but at this time he can't help but be skeptical.

"Don't you think it's strange that a person who took a year to become a low-level blood warrior has grown from a low-level blood warrior to a mid-level blood warrior in less than a year after being taken to the castle?"

Viscount Locke didn't care about Elver's suspicion and continued to ask.

"Father, what do you mean is that when he first cultivated, he may have been aware of his extraordinary talent by Viscount Fergus, and immediately began to cultivate."

"The time to really become a lower blood warrior should be shorter than a year, and as for becoming a lower blood warrior in one year, this should be a fog deliberately released by the Fergus family."

Elph suddenly woke up.

If the time to become a blood warrior is not a year, and if you have been training in actual combat since you first started to contact the blood method at the age of 15, then everything makes sense.

It has taken nearly two years to have the current level of practical experience, and it is not unacceptable.

"That's right."

Viscount Locke nodded approvingly, then sighed again.

"I really underestimated the Fergus family, and deceived the entire Marquis of Sidney, good means, if you don't accept it, you can't accept it."

Different information leads to different results, and Viscount Bessemat has only been in contact with Gray for a few months, and deduces that Gray has a talent for fighting.

Viscount Locke, on the other hand, introduced the "fact" that Gray had been in contact with actual combat for nearly two years through Gray's median blood warrior strength.

"But, father, this Gray has so much experience in actual combat, so wouldn't our plan fail?"

After listening to the inferences of Elver and Viscount Locke, it took a moment for Morey to come back to his senses and say worriedly.

"No, it's better for us."

Viscount Locke had a triumphant smile on his face.

"Although the Fergus family should not be underestimated, don't underestimate the Richens family, in terms of heritage, the Richens family is the most of our six viscount families."

"Now that our Locke family is the same as the Richens, there are two middle-rank blood warriors, and the Richensian family will definitely not challenge us easily, and it is very likely that the Fergus family will be challenged first, and then we will be challenged last."

"Both families are not easy, no matter which side wins, it will not be easy, maybe they will be injured, this is our chance......"