New York Private Noble High School, Meister.

Emma Frost looked at Eric Lansell, who was coming out of the classroom, and slowly followed.

"Do you know what Mr. Howlett usually likes?"

The two said hello and walked side by side, and many students have seen the picture of the two talking together in recent times, although they don't see any intimate behavior, but they have always been generous but politely rejected the president of the school flower thousands of miles away, and have never been so close to any boy.

"Daddy, well, Daddy, he doesn't seem to have any other hobbies except cigar smoking, and he drinks in general. He should like to fight the most, but I've heard Asazzo say that he can't find someone to make him shoot for too many years. ”

Eric pondered earnestly, but Emma next to him frowned slightly.

"Why do you call him Dad, he's not old at all......"

Emma sneered slightly, she even suspected that James liked to fight because Eric was tricking her, and Emma resisted the idea of using her ability to probe the other party's thoughts.

She had promised Eric that she would not read his mind again.

"Hey, hey, hey, daddy's age, no one knows."

Eric smirked a sneaky wicked grin, and the man James had been with for the longest time was the old butler, Mr. Caspar Foss, who was in his seventies.

"Long young, no matter how old he is, Mr. Howlett looks twenty-five years old at most."

Emma retorted without confidence, but suddenly remembered that although she was still very young, less than seventeen years old, what should she do when she got old one day, and the girl began to be anxious about such an annoying thing at a young age.

"Emma looks back, and Mr. Barney has come to pick me up, Daddy! How did you get here. ”

Eric was saying goodbye to Miss Emma Frost when he saw his father waiting by the stretch car, and he ran over, and behind him, Emma came gracefully and gracefully, and greeted James prettyly.

"Let's go, get in the car, ahem, go ahead."

James sent Eric to the front seat in the back row, and Emma flicked her sideburns in the early knowing, lowered her head into the car, and sat in the most spacious seat in the back with James.

He looked at Mr. Lanshel, who looked back with some disgruntle, and explained with a smile.

"I'm taking you to see something special today, I've already invited Emma earlier."

Eric continued to look "I don't know" and continued to grumble.

Emma sat next to James, a smile on her lips.

"He smells like truffles," the girl thought.

As we drove all the way back to the manor, there were only a few attendants in the living room holding two long black and white coats of fine fur for Emma and Eric to put on.

Emma happened to be wearing a white coat and long skirt today, the skirt was not ankle-length like the standard school uniform, but just reached the knees, and her long legs were as white as snow like wearing a pair of white stockings.

Burst!

Asazzo raised a puff of black smoke and flashed in the center of the hall, and Emma looked at the red-skinned, black-haired, long-tailed man with some surprise and bowed slightly to him, greeting him with a smile.

She'd already heard of Asazzo, but today was the first time they'd met.

"Bonjour, beautiful young lady."

The Red Devil took Emma's hand and touched her lips lightly on the back of her hand, and the girl blushed slightly and bent her knees slightly in return.

"You've been in France lately?"

James looked at Asazzo's nondescript etiquette suspiciously, and couldn't help but ask.

When there is nothing important, he will not care about Asazzo's daily life, let alone restrict his freedom, after all, he is still relatively confident in the abilities of the Red Devil.

Asazzo continued to ramble around his broken French, taking the fur coat that his attendant held in his hand and putting it on himself.

James was a man who really knew French, but he couldn't understand what Asazzo was saying.

He shook his head and put his hand on Asazzo's right shoulder, Emma nervously grabbed James's arm, and Eric grabbed Assazo's other arm.

The four of them disappeared in an instant.

Emma didn't feel any discomfort at the novel experience of such a space-time shift, but the illegible images and lingering black smoke flashed in front of her.

Between two breaths, the cold wind and snow suddenly blew on their cheeks, and the four of them were already on the top of a snowy peak.

Suddenly at the high altitude between the mountains, she and Eric were a little uncomfortable, their hearts were pounding, and their breathing was blocked for a while, James gently supported the backs of the two young people, and some biological energy was quickly relieved.

Their evolution technique is still in the first stage, and it is not a mutant ability of the flesh system, and their bodies are still relatively fragile.

Asazzo's long tail, which had been left behind him, seemed to feel too cold, and shrank back into his fur coat, flashing around, and looking down the cliff.

Under the unknown cliffs and snowy peaks of the Alps, the assessment of this generation of wolves is about to begin.

They could only carry simple ropes and ice axes, and climbed more than 1,000 meters of almost vertical ice cliffs in the severe cold of more than 30 degrees below zero, and finally fought and duel the head wolf of this generation at the top of the snow peak, in front of James.

"Dad, the best viewing angle over there."

Asazzo teleported around and found a mountainside diagonally opposite the cliff face, where he could see the entire cliff climbing process in a relatively complete way.

The four of them teleported away, and more than twenty candidates for this generation of wolves under the cliff were tilting their heads and beating drums in their hearts.

"Ahem, Opo, you've been tried like this for generations?"

Bucky's hair was already shoulder-length, casually draped, he looked up at the cliff that was completely covered by the wind and snow after looking up at more than a hundred meters, and subconsciously swallowed and spit, and asked the old opponent who was still square and unpleasant.

Opal shook his head, his father was the last generation of wolves, and he was one of the nine "winter wolves", he knew that there was no so-called trial at that time, but the best one would be selected as the first wolf.

"This is the first time that Lord Wolf has proposed it, and we haven't heard of it either."

Bucky shook his head helplessly, even this group of "second generation wolves" is the first time, and everyone is on the same starting line.

"No, I'm missing an arm, and I have to climb the cliff, Falk of the nest." Bucky cursed inwardly, hatefully remembering the "good brother" who threw this place at him.

"Listen up! Only by climbing the cliff can you be qualified to become a real wolf pack, and after climbing, only one person can finally kill the first wolf, so every climber will also become your competitor. ”

Remus Pitt's eyes swept sharply over the twenty or so young men in single clothes, and the howling wind and snow did not affect his sonorous words in the slightest, and every word that Remus said smashed deep into their ears.

"Falling off the cliff is a puddle of rotten meat, and now if you want to quit, it's too late."

He took one last look at none of the young wolves who tried to give up, and nodded in satisfaction, but Bucky muttered a couple of words, and Remus pretended not to hear.

One by one, the other eight winter wolves threw down their coiled black ropes and an ice axe in front of them, and they all took their equipment and walked down the cliff one by one.

Throat! Throat!

The ice axe was cut into the cliff wall covered with a thick layer of frost, Bucky was not in a hurry, he bit the rope that was thick with his arm, and dragged it with one arm, checking it piece by piece, and then carefully pondered the length of the rope, and then looked at the cliff more than a thousand meters high, his face was solemn.

"Barnes! You don't actually have to go up. ”

His old rival, Opper, had already climbed seven or eight meters, and he shouted to Bucky in a playful manner, but he understood the implication.

Strictly speaking, he is not a member of the wolf pack, just a "relation" with a strange identity, and the disadvantage of one arm is too huge in this test, and it is no longer possible to make up for it by relying on his skills, Opal is actually doing it for his good.

Bucky couldn't tell what he was holding on for, he wasn't a man who loved to ponder.

But he will never be able to hang in his heart, Steve's majestic and heroic posture on the second battlefield.

I can't forget Mr. Howlett, who looked at himself like a prison with his head in the air.

Sergeant James Barnes gritted his teeth, tied the rope into the round hole at the end of the ice axe, and fastened the other end to his waist as he climbed the cliff.

Emma, who was watching all this on the other side of the mountainside, unconsciously moved closer to James, "They are here"

"A test."

Emma was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and said, "Is it a test of their courage and perseverance?" ”

James looked sideways into the girl's eyes, her upturned nose was a little red, her eyelashes were flickering, and there were frost flowers, he lucked his blood a little, and the surging heat around him suddenly dispelled the cold.

"Do you know about wolves, especially when wolves are in packs?"

Emma didn't know if it was because her face was warm, or if James was staring at her with burning eyes, her face was a little hot, and she shook her head slightly.

"Wolves are social animals, and the group is very important to them, but they do not completely occupy each other's lives, for them, life is a circle where two parts intersect, there are each other but do not represent the whole, there is a group, and there is also a self."

James looked away and looked at the white frost cliff, watching the black figures climb upwards with difficulty, and continued to speak slowly to Emma.

"But the wolf pack is a cruel group with a very rich hierarchy, internal competition, and elimination, which ensures that the first wolves of the generations will be more cautious, wiser, and braver, and also ensure the breeding and survival of the wolf pack."

"So when they understand that even if they will become the object of each other's fighting and competition in the near future, they must learn to cooperate and hold together in the face of crisis, then their test will be successful."

James's voice clearly reached the ears of the other three, and they tacitly did not make a sound, and they had a little more expectation for the people who gradually climbed to the middle.

"Ahh

The first young wolf to fall appeared, and the furious wind and snow quickly obliterated his desperate roar and figure.

The ice is too thick, so keep breaking the ice with an ice axe and try to climb the rock wall, otherwise the slippery ice will not only be difficult to handle, but will also easily crumble.

There are quite a few people here who have already practiced the killing technique to the second stage, and can burst out with the power of the second stage of dark energy in their hands, wedge their fingers into the stone wall, but this kind of attack is extremely physical, and they can't use it a few times at the moment.

The constant cold and violent wind and snow will quickly take away their physical strength and heat, and even these little wolf cubs whose physical fitness far exceeds that of the most elite soldiers of this era will not last long.

Gradually, the sound of falling off the cliff was heard, and Bucky insisted on it with great difficulty, first digging two holes for himself with an ice axe, and then pulling his body up with a pickaxe in one hand.

His right arm was already a little swollen, and he was almost unable to hold the pickaxe.

Laugh at. Laugh at.

Oppo above Bucky kept sliding downward, squirming of ice and gravel falling.

Unluckily, he came across a loose rock wall that peeled off and broke away, and Oper smashed the ice axe down, but the crumbling ice didn't help him stabilize himself.

Eventually, he got faster and faster, and fell straight down.

"Catch!"

Bucky blushed, his only right arm clutching Opper's forearm, the sweat on his head long since frozen into frost, his hair frozen into patches of ice ballast, hanging upside down, ropes around his waist attached to the ice axe that had been carved deep into the cliff face.

"Fack! Ho! ”

Bucky's waist curled up, and he hoisted Opper's body with one arm, pulling him closer to the cliff ice, and Oper steadied himself, thankfully the ice axe in his hand was still there.

"Whew."

In the end, Bucky, who had tried his best, let himself fall into the air, slowed down, shook his sore, almost unconscious palm, and pulled the rope to climb up again.

"Why?"

"What, why?" Bucky was still snorting and gasping for air, scolding silently.

"Don't you get it yet! This cliff can't be climbed by one person, even if we have such physical conditions, we can't climb it under such rudimentary equipment, we must cooperate! ”

Opal was stunned, then looked at the cliff above that was still out of sight, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Tie the rope around your waist and connect them to each other, the more people the better, so that you have a chance."

Bucky bit off the clasp attached to the end of his ice axe and threw it to Opper, the inch-headed young man who had never liked Bucky froze there.

His rope is in his own hand, if.

Op gritted his teeth and joined the two ropes together with one hand, wrapped them around his waist, and glanced at Bucky, and the two staggered upwards.

They shouted to their companions along the way, and more and more young wolves tied ropes around their waists and connected them with others, and from time to time someone made a mistake or fell off their strength, but they all relied on the ropes on both sides to stabilize their figures.

A long chain was attached to the cliff, and a dozen people climbed slowly but surely upward, and it seemed that they were about to reach the peak.

James smiled, sprang to his feet, and flew to the opposite side.

Emma's mouth was wide open, the first time she saw James flying, and before she could slow down, Asazzo put his arm on the shoulders of the two young men and teleported away.

At the summit of the thousand-meter cliff, apart from the dozen or so trialists who had just climbed up to Bucky and Ope, Colin Pitt was the only one standing proudly, saluting James Howlett on one knee as he flew down from the sky and burst into a cloud of snow mist.

At the foot of the cliff, the "winter wolves" continued to jump up, and their bodies were full of energy, inserting their hands into the ice cliff, and then catapulting up, carrying in their hands or on their shoulders one or two trialists who had previously fallen to the bottom of the cliff.

It turned out that there were nine super soldiers below who were always on the line, and they didn't really let them fall to their deaths.

"Fack. It's all routines."

Bucky cursed many times today, looking at the comrades around him who were still supporting each other and climbing the cliff, and their eyes gradually changed.

(End of chapter)