Winter Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 86 Bloodline Talent: Trajectory

Bloodline talent is something not every knight can possess.

In reality, most knights never awaken their bloodline talents in their entire lives, and there is not even a sign of it appearing.

However, a very few lucky individuals awaken their bloodline talents even the moment they become apprentice knights.

Unlike martial arts cultivation, which can be accumulated through arduous practice and is purely a product of talent, it is even...

It carries a hint of fate.

And Louis has finally awakened to his true self today.

His activated bloodline talent is called [Trajectory].

Its most basic ability is to briefly predict the target's movement trajectory within two seconds while consuming battle qi and concentrating attention.

In addition, there is a passive effect: when encountering deadly danger, it will trigger a faint premonition.

At first glance, this ability doesn't seem particularly impressive.

Two seconds? What can you do in that time?
But in a knightly duel where life and death hang in the balance, a mere second or two of advantage can mean the difference between life and death.

Against an opponent of equal skill, even a moment's hesitation can be the key to victory or defeat.

Moreover, bloodline talent is not static.

As one's fighting spirit level increases, it will also be strengthened, and may even develop new abilities.

An excited Louis lifted the tent flap and came out.

The night wind blew through the camp, the firelight flickered, and everything seemed normal.

But the next moment, one of the elite knights guarding outside suddenly lit up and blurted out, "Lord...you've broken through?!"

With this exclamation, cheers erupted almost instantly.

"Lord, you have broken through!"

"Great!"

"Congratulations, Lord Louis!"

The knights who were originally patrolling and on guard all gathered around, each with a heartfelt joy on their face.

They never lacked respect for the strong, but they were more impressed by Louis's calmness, decisiveness, and generosity than by his strength.

In the most difficult times, it was this young lord who led them across the wasteland, established a foothold in the North, slew the Snowsworn in the night battle, and seized the opportunity to win at Qingyu Ridge.

They were already 99.9% satisfied with this young lord.

The remaining 0.01% is simply a pity that his cultivation level is slightly lagging behind.

But even this small regret is now being gradually filled.

"If this trend continues... it's not a dream for you, Lord, to become a legendary knight."

"Hahahahaha."

As the cheers subsided, Louis suddenly spoke up: "I want to test my abilities."

He glanced at the crowd, finally pointing to a tall, mid-level elite knight: "You come and spar with me."

This is an elite knight who has experienced countless battles, possessing both steady strength and profound fighting spirit.

Moreover, he is a whole minor level higher than Louis, who just broke through.

The surroundings fell silent instantly. The other knights looked at each other, their faces saying, "This is not good."

"My lord, being one rank below is no laughing matter..."

"If Frio goes too far..."

Frio himself was extremely nervous, his face pale, and he stammered, "Sir, how about... we just do something token..."

“If you go easy on me,” Louis’s voice suddenly dropped a half-octave, “I’ll kick you out of Red Tide Territory.”

"..."

Seeing that Louis wasn't joking, the camp quieted down.

"Understood." Frio swallowed and nodded.

And so, a duel with a real difference in strength officially began.

Louis drew his longsword, and red battle aura swirled around the blade like fire, hissing softly.

Frio also drew his sword, his aura also glowing crimson. They were both knights of the Calvin family, and although their methods of cultivating battle aura differed, they were of the same lineage, making their battle auras remarkably similar.

Swords clashed, sparks flew.

Louis didn't rush to use his bloodline talent; he wanted to see his current strength.

At first, relying solely on his quick reflexes and newly broken-through fighting spirit, he was able to hold his own against Frio.

However, as time went on, the gap gradually widened.

Frio was, after all, a seasoned mid-level elite knight, with a more robust fighting spirit and a more precise control over the rhythm of battle.

After a few moves, the pressure surged towards Louis like a tidal wave, and he gradually began to struggle.

Although he could still barely parry, his swaying body and disordered breathing after each block betrayed him.

"Sigh, the gap is still too big."

"Frio, that's enough..."

The knights watching broke out in a cold sweat and instinctively held their breath, afraid that the sound of their breathing would disturb Louis.

Some people were already exchanging knowing glances: "Why doesn't Frio just pretend to have narrowly lost? He only needs to put on a show!"

But at that moment, Louis's expression suddenly changed.

Bloodline Talent - Trajectory, activate!

At this moment, in Louis's vision, time seemed to have been paused for a split second.

He saw that in the next second, Frio's shoulder would dip slightly, causing the longsword to slash diagonally from above.

"I saw!"

Louis moved like the wind, his sword light carrying battle aura bursting out and cutting straight into that instantaneous gap!

"Oh!"

That's the sound of metal clashing.

Frio's longsword was knocked away, and he staggered back two steps before regaining his balance.

"what?"

The entire room fell silent for three seconds.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces clearly showing what had happened.
One second they were dominating, the next they were down!?
"That was that just now?"

"I couldn't see any flaws at all..."

"That was too fast...it was like they knew exactly what the other side was going to do!"

Even Frio himself looked completely bewildered.

He looked down at the empty hilt of his sword, then at Louis, who stood steadily not far away.

After a moment, he came to his senses and gave a wry smile: "I'm impressed. The sir is truly... a man of great hidden talent."

Louis stood still, slowly exhaling, looking down at his hand holding the sword. His thumb and forefinger felt numb, and his chest heaved.

He was not blinded by this victory.

The burst of energy just now was exhilarating, and it was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

However, the cost is not small. Starting the trajectory requires extremely high concentration and will continuously consume battle qi.

As expected, bloodline talent is not something that can be used indiscriminately.

Lambert stepped out of the crowd, his brow slightly furrowed.

He was Louis's guardian knight and had been teaching him combat skills since Louis was a child.

It could be said that Louis was someone he had personally trained, but this sparring session left him somewhat puzzled.

Louis's attack methods were a routine he knew all too well, but that sudden counterattack just now...

But it completely exceeded his expectations; it wasn't something that could be done with skill alone.

He walked up to Louis and asked in a low voice, "Sir, how did you manage to do that just now?"

Louis didn't beat around the bush and replied in a low voice, "I've awakened my bloodline talent."

"Huh?" Lambert was stunned.

(End of this chapter)