Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1687 - 1676: Bloodthirst Technique

Under the reprimand of Uhr, Bruce seemed petrified, his mouth agape, then retreated to one side like a wronged child."The Shaman holds such a high status! If I were to kill this old man, who knows…"

Imagining werewolves hunting across the mountains, Ning Fan shook his head, letting go of the wicked thought in his mind.

After glancing at the silent William and Andrew, Uhr spoke again, "But I have one request."

"Go ahead."

"You duel with Bruce. If you win, I guarantee Bruce will apologize to you."

Upon hearing this, Bruce laughed loudly, "Old man, stop joking. How can a human possibly defeat me? With one punch, I can send him flying. Haha…"

"Clan Leader, why not let me do it?"

"Get out! Don't embarrass us here."

…

Looking at the laughing werewolves, Uhr continued, "If you lose, consider it as if this never happened."

Ning Fan teased lightly, "Once I'm dead, naturally there's nothing to worry about."

"What's your opinion?"

"Okay."

Upon hearing this, everyone present simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

William and Andrew exchanged a smile, fearing most that Ning Fan would fight to the death with the werewolves.

Uhr was right in saying, after all, the two races have interacted for millennia, and avoiding enmity is obviously the best outcome.

"No wonder the Shaman of the werewolves quickly found a way to break the impasse."

Upon hearing Andrew's mumble, Alice asked puzzledly, "Daddy, what breakthrough method?"

"Werewolves uphold valor, treating duels as the most sacred thing. Ning Fan, as a human, defeating their Clan Leader.

This means admitting defeat to a strong opponent is not a disgraceful act."

"There have been instances where humans defeated werewolves before, yet why do werewolves still seek revenge?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was momentarily at a loss, then bit their lips hard.

Looking at the adorably puzzled Alice, Ning Fan found her increasingly cute.

At this moment, Bruce shouted the answer, "Humans have no right to duel with us."

This is the crux of the problem.

While werewolves value combat, humans are their enemies.

Anything is fair against enemies.

If it weren't for the pressure from the two major Blood Clans today, Uhr would never have suggested a duel.

"Human, you're quite bold, daring to challenge me. Rest assured, I'll spare your life."

Ning Fan turned his head, dodging the incoming spit, and asked William behind him, "Can I kill him?"

William did not speak but looked towards Uhr.

"Human, considering your ignorance, I can forgive your disrespect towards the Wolf God this time."

Upon hearing the term "Wolf God," the relaxed werewolves instantly became devout.

"Remember, human. Under the witness of the mighty Wolf God, this is a sacred and fair duel."

Ning Fan nodded, roughly understanding Uhr's intention.

The Shaman acts as the Wolf God's earthly representative; his proposal for a duel indicates that regardless of the result, this matter ends here.

"Bruce, you must not be careless. This human is strong, possessing the Holy Power of a Blessed One."

"I've long smelled that stench."

Bruce boasted with disdain, although without Ning Fan releasing True Qi, he wouldn't smell anything.

The notion struck William, who reminded, "Werewolves dying in a duel have their spirits return to the Wolf God, an immense honor for them."

"Understood."

Ning Fan gratefully glanced at William, knowing he was secretly informing him.

He could go all out, even killing Bruce without worry, sparing no concern about werewolf retaliation.

Though Ning Fan never intended to be cautious, William's intent was genuine.

Uhr cast a sinister glance at William before kneeling devoutly on the ground, "Great Wolf God, please accept the offering from the Blood Fang Tribe. We hope this duel pleases you."

Whether it was an illusion, Ning Fan felt some disturbance transmitted through the void.

The fluctuation was subtle, passing quickly.

"Probably the Shaman's doing," Ning Fan shook his head, looking towards Uhr.

At the moment, Uhr was muttering, holding a wooden staff and performing a dance around Bruce.

Despite the comedic dance, Ning Fan couldn't laugh at all.

Ning Fan perceived a power emanating from Uhr, converging into Bruce.

This power was gentle, like a silent breeze sneaking into the night.

But the resulting effect was...

Bruce, already exuding a strong wild aura, under this power's influence, became increasingly violent and restless.

Even a visible air current surrounded Bruce in spirals.

Simultaneously, Bruce's already tall and robust body began to swell as if inflated.

The green pupil gradually transformed into a blood color.

"Huff... Huff..."

Bruce grew increasingly excited, his breathing like a windbox in motion, his nostrils like smoke ducts, shooting two long streams of white air.

Ning Fan's pupils shrank. Bruce's abnormal behavior depicted the rapid escalation of power.

At that moment, William exclaimed, "This is the Bloodthirst Technique. Trouble…"

"What is the Bloodthirst Technique?"

"It's the werewolf Shaman's exclusive magic, which empowers the recipient, making them invincible and fearless."

Werewolves and Blood Clan stand equally, impervious to the Holy Temple's overpowering force.

Werewolf Shamans essentially deserve the credit, much of which comes from the Bloodthirst Technique.

Werewolves inherently possess thick skin, swift agility, and great strength.

With the additional boost from the Bloodthirst Technique, they become thrice as formidable, unfazed by pain.

Importantly, the Bloodthirst Technique can be released on masses and stacked.

A pack of werewolves with bloodthirst boosts are veritable meat grinders on the battlefield.

If ten priests jointly use the Bloodthirst Technique, the continuous enhancements can elevate a Five-Fanged Warrior to the legendary rank of War God.

Considering the Shaman's skills made William shiver.

War Gods rival Princes in prowess.

Princes are akin to human Divine Spirits, while Shamans can artificially create a god.

"Luckily, Shamans aren't so reckless."

William chuckled lightly, "Else the first casualty at the War God's hand would be the Shaman himself."

The Bloodthirst Technique has a major flaw: its power boost comes at the cost of reducing intelligence.

Werewolf minds aren't sharp; with multiple bloodthirst boosts, you only create a berserk monster that can't differentiate friend from foe.

Watching Bruce's eyes turn increasingly red, Ning Fan realized Uhr controlled the Bloodthirst Technique's progression all along.