"Good!"
Seeing Gray send Elise flying again, Viscount Fergus's eyes lit up.
Three months ago, when he brought Gray to the castle, he had arranged for five well-trained soldiers to fight with Gray. In the end, the victor was Gray. At that time, he felt that Gray's talent in battle was not bad.
Now, seeing Gray send Alice, who was on par with him, flying twice in a row, he couldn't help but be even more certain of his previous guess. Gray did indeed have an extremely high talent for battle.
Not only did he have a strong talent in cultivation, but he also had a very high talent in battle. He was very optimistic about Gray's future.
"Brother."
The joy on Sarah's face could not be concealed.
Since the beginning of the battle, her hands had been nervously moving in front of her. Now that she saw Gray clearly had the advantage, she immediately let out a sigh of relief.
"I didn't expect Young Master Gray's talent in battle to be so strong."
Lord Lynd's eyes were filled with surprise.
Gray's talent in cultivation had already surprised him. He did not expect Gray's talent in battle to be so extraordinary as well. In his heart, he felt that his previous decision was right.
Madame De Milan frowned slightly. Born in a Baron's family, she did not have the opportunity to cultivate. However, from Elise's two defeats, she could see that the one who had the advantage was Gray.
Bang!
Landing on the ground, she felt a burning pain in her chest. At the same time, she felt her chest tighten. After a while, Elise crawled up from the ground.
If not for the protection of his armor, he would have been injured. Thinking of this, his expression could not help but change.
"How can this guy be so much stronger than me?"
A cold light flashed in his eyes. In the next moment, a trace of blood energy flowed out from his heart and seeped into his legs.
Whoosh!
His figure quickly flashed out, moving faster than before. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Gray.
Chi —
A trace of blood energy also seeped into his right hand, causing the skin on his right hand to harden and increase his strength.
His entire right hand was as hard as a metal claw, quickly grabbing at Gray.
Whoosh!
Just as Elise's metal claw was about to grab Gray, Gray moved.
His speed also increased at a terrifying speed. In the nick of time, he dodged Elise's fierce claw. He had also used blood energy to increase his speed.
When he stopped again, he appeared on Elise's left side. His right hand formed a claw like an angry dragon and viciously grabbed Elise's chest.
Four clear claw marks were left on the chest of his opponent's white armor.
Boom!
Ellis flew back as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. This time, he flew back more than twenty meters.
After falling to the ground, she couldn't get up for a while. She clutched her chest and struggled to get up several times, but failed.
Gray's claw had also used blood energy. Although Elise wasn't seriously injured due to the armor's protection, Elise was in so much pain that she couldn't get up for a while.
"Elise …"
Seeing Elise unable to get up for a long time, Madame De Milan cried out in alarm and ran towards Elise.
"How are you, are you hurt?"
After helping Elise sit up, Madame De Milan looked at Elise's pained face with worry.
She then turned to Gray and angrily reprimanded him.
"Gray, how could you be so heavy-handed?
Do you want to kill — "
Gray didn't reply because there was no need to. Although he wanted to be heavy-handed, he didn't have the chance with Viscount Fergus present.
"Alright, Gray has already held back!"
Sure enough, Viscount Fergus interrupted Madame De Milan.
As a Ferocious Warrior, he could naturally see that Gray hadn't been heavy-handed, so he directly interrupted Madame De Milan's reprimand.
A moment later, everyone dispersed from the training ground with different expressions. Today's battle had allowed them to see and think of many things.
In short, some people were happy while others were sad.
For example, Sarah was happy. Her brother from the same father and mother was so strong, so she naturally felt a deep sense of pride.
For example, Linde. Gray not only possessed powerful cultivation talent, but also outstanding fighting talent. He would definitely be valued by the Viscount in the future. His investment was clearly the right one.
For example, Madame De Milan was worried. Gray, this illegitimate son, had displayed such talent and would definitely be valued by the Viscount. With him around, her prestige in the family would probably be severely affected.
For example, Bernal. The talent Gray displayed was already a serious threat to his position as the eldest son. Moreover, with Gray's cultivation talent, it was only a matter of time before he surpassed him. This made him feel deeply threatened.
On the way back, Elise's face was gloomy. He hadn't suffered any serious injuries. Apart from a slight bruise on his chest, there were only a few shallow scratches on his hands.
But at this moment, his heart was filled with anger, shock, and jealousy.
He was angry that he had lost to Gray and shocked that there was no problem with Gray's body.
He had originally wanted to expose the problem with Gray's body through the battle, but it was obvious that there was no problem with Gray's body.
Gray was also able to use the power of blood. It was obvious that his strength was a genuine lower blood warrior, and there were no problems as expected.
He was jealous of the other's cultivation talent. He had only cultivated for a little more than a year, but he could already defeat him, who had cultivated for a full three years. This made him very jealous. Why would such talent appear in that illegitimate son? Why didn't he have such talent?
"Young Master Elise, Madame asked me to deliver this to you."
A servant whose right hand was fixed by a wooden board and wrapped in bandages ran over with small steps. He held a box of ointment in his hand. It was the freckled servant Nissen whose right hand had been broken by Gray.
"Scram!"
Seeing the fawning expression on the servant's face, Elise felt an inexplicable sense of disgust. She kicked the servant to the ground and walked straight past him without even looking at him.
After letting the maid Barbara apply some ointment to his palms and bandaging them with gauze, Gray headed to the south of the castle where he usually cultivated.
Because of the battle with Elise, his afternoon cultivation had been put on hold. However, he did not intend to give up on his afternoon cultivation, and immediately rushed over after the battle.
Other than the maid Barbara, Sarah also came with him.
She was wearing a light blue long dress, her long black hair draped behind her head and down to her shoulders. Her skin was fair, and although she was not old, she was already showing signs of being a beauty. When she was a few years older, her beauty would not be any less than Caroline's.
"Brother, why aren't you cultivating in the training field?"
Sarah asked curiously as she looked at the empty space where Gray usually cultivated.
"It's quieter here, I won't be disturbed."
Gray explained.
Before his strength recovered to that of a lower Blood Warrior, he did not want anyone to disturb him or discover that he did not have the strength of a lower Blood Warrior.
After his strength recovered to that of a lower Blood Warrior, he also did not want anyone to disturb him. This was because his daily cultivation progress was increasing too quickly compared to others.
Even his maid, Barbara, had to wait for him in the distance. He would only summon her after he was done with his cultivation.
"Oh."
Sarah responded with a sudden realization and then giggled.
"Brother, you were really amazing today, you actually defeated Elise. Elise's sour face when she left was simply hilarious."
Usually, when she was with Gray in private, Sarah addressed the three brothers and sisters born by Madame De Milan by their names. It was obvious that she did not approve of them in her heart.
"It's alright."
Gray smiled. Before the battle, he did not expect to win so easily. The only reason he agreed to the battle was because their strength was on par, and there was no reason for him to be afraid of the other party.
Thinking of this, he could not help but think of the strange thoughts that had appeared in his mind during the battle earlier.
Obviously, that should be a manifestation of the body's original owner's combat talent. In other words, he had obtained the body's original owner's combat talent through some inexplicable method.
While this made him happy, he could not help but feel a trace of worry. Inexplicably possessing an extremely strong combat talent indeed made him happy, but the problems that arose from it made him rather worried.
Had the soul of the body's original owner disappeared?
If it had disappeared, how had it disappeared?