You fight with a master, you win, you run?Adeline was distracted, and couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the winged youth among the nobles, although it might be Ouyang Dao's joke, but this was her only hope.

Choose whether to continue to give in to the strong, or choose to believe in the other party and desperately want to win.

Distraught by this choice, Adeline glanced down and fiddled with a bracelet as if she wasn't sure, and now the time had come. That's all I have to say. How could I be in trouble?, Adeline sighed, and then pinched the young nobleman's left arm with her right hand.

"Alba, let the spirit of the flame bless you, may the warmth of life unite you and me" A warm red light rose in Adeline's hand, and the soft flame energy flowed into Alba, finally occupying a small corner in his dantian, his own wind energy system complementing each other. Alba, a young nobleman, turned his head excitedly to look at Adeline. The girl he saw was different from the others, and they believed in him even in such a desperate situation. As for Adeline's previous groveling, Alba selectively ignored it.

"I accept your challenge, I won't stop there" Alba strode towards Ouyang Dao excitedly, and the rest of the young nobles gathered around him to cheer him on.

"Come on, Alba, I believe in you!"

"Take us out of here, Alba, you're the best!" The young nobles said that she removed the jewels and necklaces from their chests and necks and handed them to Alba. These trinkets have a variety of uses, in a nutshell: to protect lives and mitigate all kinds of injuries.

Holding the "power" of his companions passing by, Alba felt himself stronger and more agile. All eyes are on me, all eyes are on me, forehead drop gods, pay attention, with your power, I will defeat this evil guy!

Alba aimed his fist directly at Ouyang Dao, slightly to the left. Ouyang Dao smiled, it was obvious that this was a lucky person, he had just woken up in his blood, he had neither training, nor experience in fighting, nor the courage to fight. Is there a fish beam in the world below?

The willow knife gently shook the long knife, and the stone foam on the back of the knife was attached to the back of the knife and shook off, and the azure blade made a buzzing sound, and a little cold light was on the edge of the circulation.

Damn, isn't he supposed to be a summoner? Seeing Ouyang Dao's movements, Adeline's pupils contracted, he spoke first, and then Alba rushed over.

"Master, this is not a fair battle, you are a master of strength, both in terms of physical fitness and combat experience, you are far superior to him" Ouyang Dao looked at Adeline indifferently, seemingly expressionless towards him.

"Does this boring battle mean anything to you?" Adeline snapped

"No game without challenge, no fun" is fun? I'm a lot more fun than you think. Ouyang Dao chuckled, but then frowned again and continued to do what Adeline said.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm a summoner, pure and simple, I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat" As for your concern about the physical gap between us, I can assure you that I will bring it to the same level as him, and if I use any strength stronger than the professionals, this battle will be won" Ouyang Dao said coldly, Avatar from Eurasia rushed out of the room, he felt insulted because he felt that his body was full of strength.

Wings whizzed through the air, and Adeline, with his left arm in front of him, stretched out in excruciating pain, his lower back sliced by feathers.

Adeline gritted her teeth and pressed her arm tightly against the wound on her waist. She was only weakened by her ability to transmit, and the blood loss made him dizzy.

When Ouyang Dao and Alba met, Adeline had already fainted due to excessive blood loss. At this time, the game on the court was quite stable, Ouyang Dao swung at will, Alba quickly dodged in the air, and he didn't even dare to have any contact with Ouyang Dao's blade.

If Adeline wakes up, she will stop Ava's actions, which is a waste of energy and has no effect on the victory of the battle. But this was very meaningful to Alba, watching Ouyang Dao wield the knife in vain, watching him spin in circles, a feeling of enjoyment permeated his heart.

For Alba, being able to swing the master's swing like a puppet is the most enjoyable experience in the world. I'm strong. I'm really strong! Although Alpha has gained the power of blood, his long-standing weakness, peaceful way of fighting, makes him feel like a nobleman rather than a warrior worthy of torture.

Alba's body rested on the head of a statue, and he quickly cut Ouyang Dao's throat, after which his speed increased considerably.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. A brown light flashed through the gymnasium, and Ouyang Dao's left and right arms, legs, and calves ached to varying degrees, which showed that Alba was used to his abilities, and the more intense the pain, the more comfortable his strength became. He's a good guy.

Ouyang Dao smiled, there were now a few drops of blood on his pale blue blade, and the blood swirled on the blade, neither with the knife nor separated.

Ouyang Dao's fingers flicked, but he didn't hold the knife, and blood droplets flew into his robe. If Adeline hadn't slept yet, she might have realized that Ouyang Dao's purpose was to collect blood. But now waking up is a group of young nobles, pampered since childhood, some of whom have not yet completed the final step of the ritual, before the loser Ava. They couldn't see Ouyang Dao collecting blood, they saw Ouyang Dao being hit by Alba, and the scales tilted in their favor.

"Come on, Alba!"

"Go on, fight, knock him down!" Their hearts were filled with the fear of the loss of life, and the joy of Alba's sudden victory, and instead of being terrible, the visitors and the statues around them descended into a strange madness. It's like watching the bloodiest boxing match, a cage that can only be opened when one of you lands.

In the midst of this extreme stimulation, the crowd's heartbeat raced and adrenaline surged. With the selfless support of the young aristocracy, Alba's desire to fight grew stronger. He is no longer satisfied with trial and error. He wanted to teach Ouyang Dao a lesson he would never forget.

"It's time to end this fight," Ouyang Dao and Alba thought at the same time.

Ouyang Dao held a knife in one hand, and remembered what a master had said to him. When the knife is pulled out, the tip of the knife turns in four directions, and the wrist turns the handle to emit three forces.

The first force is applied to the tip of the knife to increase the power of the wind resistance to cracking.

The second force acts on the blade to increase the force when swinging, and the third means of luck is on the handle to ensure that the knife does not fall off due to too much speed and force when moving. As long as you control the angle of breathing and the rotation of the blade, you can stab four times in an instant, which is the fence technique - the four-ring stabbing method.

That's not the feedback for that. Ouyang Dao opened his eyes in surprise. What the hell is this? Is this really a skill that humans can master, just describe and not use power? He went back to his memory, about the four knives in this second, the knife master had actually only given him so much.

Ouyang Dao was knocked unconscious. Is it possible that the feedback is incomplete, and the sword technique is also incomplete? He carefully studied several other sword art routines in his mind, and found that they all followed the same routine, only needed to be used, and did not require training.

Ouyang Dao was shocked, he now understood that it was important to study systematically, there must be some common sense behind these techniques that he didn't know, or the use of the required sword techniques.

Did you know? Let's do it in a simple way. Ouyang Dao sighed softly, Alba facing him was ready. His inner breath came alive, and a stream of blue energy enveloped his wings. Alba disappeared into thin air, followed by a blue light, Ouyang Dao's knife was in front of him, and the pupils of one of his eyes contracted.

Alba was as fast as a bullet, but Ouyang Dao's eyes were faster than his, their shadows crossed together, there were four or five explosions in the air, a handful of bright red blood flew out, and Ouyang Dao pulled the knife back. "Ahh

Alva cried out as he leaned against the wall in pain. The defensive ornaments on his wrists were shattered, his newfound wings were cut off, and the bright red blood stained his brown feathers red.

The broken wing fell silently to the ground, Ouyang Dao went to pick it up, and said in the face of Alva's pain: "This battle is your victory, leave with your companions" Alpha raised his head angrily, staring at Ouyang Dao with hatred in his eyes.

"What did you just do? You can't keep up with me!" Ouyang Dao waved his hand casually, "That's why you won," Alba said lightly, "I used more strength than the pro just now, and according to the rules, you won." ”

He doesn't even want to follow the rules of his own game, why would such a person become a master! Alba gritted his teeth. Now Ouyang Dao didn't care about their dueling rules. The master's strength is enough to kill everyone, leaving no trace. He has no right to blame the other party.

Wait for you to cut off one of my wings today, I will make you pay more Alba hid his angry eyes and stood up against the wall, his body trembling from the pain, but he still walked towards Ouyang Dao firmly.

Several young nobles rushed to grab him, and the huge wound on Alba's body scared them back to their original appearance. In the face of the ruthless Ouyang Dao, everyone wanted to grow a pair of wheels under their feet.

The aristocratic young man left in a hurry, and his shadow could be seen in the distance, and Vivian smiled and walked towards Ouyang Dao's side. Ouyang Dao was collecting the blood stains on his wings. He controlled the flow of water, and little by little, he washed the blood off his wings. He also collected the traces of Alba's blood left on the ground.

Drops of dark red water beads swirled in the air, and drops of shiny white blood beads were separated and absorbed by Ouyang Dao. Ouyang Dao's hand was pressed against the bone marrow of the broken wing, and there was a great suction force on the palm.

Alba's broken wings shrank rapidly, from the ends of the wings to the broken bones, the brown feathers became dull and shriveled, and the white jade-like skeleton became yellow and brittle. In the end, the entire wing was sucked out by Ouyang Dao, leaving only a withered skeleton, and with the swing of Ouyang Dao's arm, the skeleton turned into powder.

"If blood is needed, why don't you leave the nobles behind?" With our current strength, the Council of Nobles will not bother us for them" Ouyang Dao chuckled softly, shook his head, and brushed the dust off your clothes.

"It's a strange coincidence, the aristocrats don't know anything about Bicondyck, they may have been lured to this sculpture gallery"

"Someone wants to unite the three forces against us, but what do these little nobles represent? With our current strength, even if we kill them all, the Council of Nobles will not take action" No, don't underestimate these people" Ouyang Dao looked deeply into his eyes, the identity on the system panel said everything, that person's identity was far more noble than he knew.

"Do you mean that noble girl who fainted, that girl is better than everyone else, but not as good as a real nobleman" Vivian looked at Ouyang Dao suspiciously, the only member of the British House of Lords who really decided the direction of the organization was the royal family, and the other nobles, no matter how powerful, worked for them. When one employee's daughter dies, it is impossible for a boss to betray another boss, or even an entire company.

Ouyang Dao shook his head, and the career section of the system panel had a somewhat strange statistic written on it: Blood Warriors with no ranking.

"It's not that girl who really matters, it's the girl whose wings I cut off," Vivian said as she looked at Ouyang Dao in confusion. Ouyang Dao was a nobleman who had fought with him, and although he was awakened by his blood, he acted recklessly and didn't look like the kind of heir raised by those great lords. is not the heir of the great nobles, even if the strength is very strong, but the muscles of several big throne families may not even be comparable to the noble girls in terms of status. Ouyang Dao did not continue to explain, nor did he explain the data on the system panel.

Siamese warriors are those who have completed the Siamese Awakening, but have not performed rituals. As long as there are no religious rituals involved, the Blood Warlords can easily become professionals through rituals, but they are still outside the system.

For a person who is not a professional, even if he relies on blood to exert the power of the middle class, this sudden awakening of blood is certainly unusual. And because Alba was a nobleman, he must have gone through a rigorous test before choosing a profession, and if he had superior blood, he would not have escaped the test of blood. Something is wrong with the sudden awakening of the bloodline.