Douluo Silas

Facing the King Sage who looked like a tiger descending from the mountain, Silas showed no fear at all, and even had a smile on his lips.

It can be seen that Wang Sheng has been practicing the Tiger Down the Mountain move for some time, and his movements are very proficient, but time is never everything.

For Silas, Wang Sheng's Tiger Down the Mountain move was not even as intimidating as the roaring baboon he encountered half a year ago, which jumped with a bloody and murderous aura.

At least Silas was a fledgling at that time and had no combat experience, and the Howling Baboon really came to kill Silas.

It's not like the current Wang Sheng, whose moves only have their own style but no essence at all.

This is not a tiger that goes down from the mountain. It is just a paper tiger that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside!

A confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Silas refused to give in. He stepped forward with one step, and the soul power began to flow in his body. The faint fluorescence flickered in Silas's right hand that had been enhanced by the soul bone, and then directly connected with Wang Sheng's tiger The claws hit a spot.

boom!

Silas's punch seemed ordinary, but at the moment of contact, incredible soul power exploded, directly breaking away the yellow and black color entangled on Wang Sheng's body like a wolf and a tiger!

At the moment when Silas's fist collided, Wang Sheng's face suddenly changed. He felt that what collided with his tiger palm was not a fist at all, but a hammer! A fine steel hammer that can be tempered into steel!

"what!"

He couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. Wang Sheng covered his hands and retreated with a ferocious expression. When he let go of his hands, he saw that the trembling palms were already red, and the dull pain seemed to be radiating from the seams of the bones.

Looking at his left hand, Wang Sheng looked at Silas in shock and anger: "Is this a soul skill?!"

"Soul skill? It's just an ordinary punch." Silas took a step back and looked at Wang Sheng: "I originally thought you were so strong, but in the end you couldn't even block this punch."

It seemed that Silas's punch did not hold back at all, but in fact he still held back his hand.

Otherwise, with his physique that was able to tear apart the flesh and bones of a century-old spirit beast half a year ago, and is even better now, he would definitely be able to crush Wang Sheng's muscles and bones with all his strength, and it would be impossible to heal him. Opportunity.

Furthermore, the injuries on Wang Sheng's hands looked serious, but in the final analysis they were just injuries to muscles and blood vessels. With the strength of the soul master, it could be completely healed in a week at most. Under normal circumstances, it would only take a day or two.

The reason for standing up and fighting Wang Sheng is very simple. He wants to be the boss of this dormitory!

Not only Wang Sheng in front of him, he also wants to beat up the rabbit spirit Xiao Wu who will come over later!

Although he only had one move with Silas, this one move was enough for Wang Sheng and other work-study students to see clearly how strong Silas was.

Being able to defeat Wang Sheng with level 9 soul power without any soul skills, there is no doubt that Silas, who has just entered school, is already the strongest among the work-study students.

Wang Sheng and the others recognized Silas's status and respectfully called him the boss.

Behind Silas, Tang San's eyes were full of strange colors.

Unlike Wang Sheng and the others, Tang San, who had secretly learned the Tang Sect's skills, was somewhat discerning. He could not see the flow of soul power in Silas's body, but he could clearly see the movement of Silas's body.

That smooth and satisfying gesture, Tang San didn't believe that this was something a six-year-old child should understand!

But Tang San didn't believe that someone was secretly teaching Silas. In the same village, Tang San would sometimes observe Silas, but he had never seen anyone else around Silas.

Therefore, after eliminating all possibilities, there is only one truth - the unknown Silas is actually a genius who can understand combat skills on his own? !

Thinking of this, Tang San felt solemn in his heart, but then he secretly smiled: "It's just a little cleverness, how can it be compared to my Tang Clan Kung Fu. Moreover, his innate soul power is only one level, and it won't take long for me and He is a person from two worlds."

Thinking of this, Tang San's mood suddenly felt much better, and the original depression in his heart also dissipated a lot.

The pain that came from his hand made Wang Sheng a little unconvinced for a while, but after calming down and regaining the high ground with his IQ, Wang Sheng's attitude became kinder and he even leaned towards Silas.

"Boss, why are you so strong? My ninth-level beast spirit can't compare with your strength. Could it be that, boss, you have the legendary innate full soul power?"

Faced with Wang Sheng's question, Silas shook his head: "My innate soul power is only level one..."

"Level 1?!" Not only Wang Sheng, but other work-study students also widened their eyes: "Boss, the power of your punch is not much weaker than that of a soul master. This is the power of a first-level soul master. Boss, are you kidding me?"

"No kidding." Silas chuckled, and then pointed at Tang San: "But there is one person you mentioned with innate soul power, and he is it."

"Innately full of soul power?"

Wang Sheng and the others looked at Tang San in surprise: "You were born with full soul power? Why did you come here to be a work-study student even though you were already born with full soul power? Didn't the people from Wuhun Palace recruit you?"

Facing the curious eyes of Wang Sheng and the others, Tang San frowned slightly, pondering for a moment before speaking: "My martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?" After hearing Tang San's words, Wang Sheng's eyes immediately changed, and their original curiosity turned into a trace of pity and pity: "Isn't that the famous useless martial spirit? No wonder the Spirit Hall The person didn’t recruit you.”

They originally wanted to laugh, but when they thought that Silas and Tang San were from the same village, their words changed again: "But you don't have to be sad, at least you only need to get one more soul ring to become Soul masters, unlike us, have to practice to the tenth level first."

Tang San himself clearly knew that he was a twin martial soul, so he simply scorned the pity and regret in Wang Sheng's eyes.

He knew that he and this group of work-study students with mediocre talents were not on the same page at all. Even if Silas was the one who was extremely strong now, he was destined to be limited by the innate soul power of the first level!

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this anymore."

Silas interrupted Wang Sheng and the others and said: "Since I am the new boss, naturally, the original status must be re-divided."

"First of all, as my eldest brother, you should have no objections, right?"

"No no......."

"Very good." Silas nodded, and then looked at Tang Sanwangsheng: "Are you two having a competition? Or should we say one second brother and one third brother?"

"Let him do it." Wang Sheng smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "My hands are injured, I'm afraid I may not be able to beat him."

"Well... in that case..." Silas turned to look at Tang San: "Then from now on, you will be the second child."

"All of you remember, Tang San is the second child!"