Douro Continent

Dugu Bo looked at the sudden brilliance in Tang San's eyes and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Little monster, you're not burning, right? Didn't you understand what I just said? Those soul bones are not something you can covet."

Tang San said nothing, as the saying goes, "hearing is false, seeing is believing", he raised his right hand, a faint blue light surged from the palm of his hand, under his precise control, just a small blue silver grass emerged from the palm of his hand, that It's just that the shape of the grass blades doesn't look any different from the wild Blue Silver Grass.The appearance of the martial soul also caused the soul ring to naturally emerge from the body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, and black, four soul rings quietly circled out.The yellow halo is bright and lively, the purple soul ring is very noble, and the black soul ring is as deep as an abyss, full of frightening charm.

"You..." Dugu Bo suddenly stood up, looking at Tang San, his eyes were changing rapidly, and a fierce momentum suddenly burst out from his body, squeezing Tang San from all sides.

Under the influence of external pressure, the four soul rings on Tang San's body were blazing brightly, but only the blue silver grass in his palm was still swaying gently.

"No, this is impossible." Dugu Bo rubbed his eyes vigorously, shook his head, and stared at the black soul ring on Tang San's body carefully.

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "Have you forgotten? What I am best at is making the impossible possible. Now, do you think it is possible for me to compete with the people from the Spirit Hall?"

Dugu Bo took a deep breath, slowly suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said something that Tang San didn't expect, "Give up this competition. At your age, you still have the possibility of participating in the next competition. By then, you should No one can be your opponent in leading the team."

"Why give up?" Tang San's eyes widened.

Dugu Bo said solemnly: "If your strength was still the same as before, or if the fourth soul ring was only at the thousand-year level, I wouldn't worry about you, but it is different now. The fourth soul ring has reached the ten thousand-year level. , will bring you endless trouble. Do you think that Wuhun Palace will not notice you? If you were Wuhun Palace and met such a genius, what would you do? There are only two possibilities, conquer or destroy. If my guess is correct, now your information is at least on the table of a platinum bishop. Wuhundian will not attack you behind your back. They can definitely use this competition to let you be fair and aboveboard on the competition stage. Get killed. For Wuhundian, the rules of the competition are nothing more than a game that can be played."

Tang San smiled bitterly and said: "So, you still don't think highly of me?"

Dugu Bo looked at him deeply, "There are three people in the Wuhun Palace who are called the golden generation. I don't know the specific situation, and I don't know what their martial souls and soul skills are. But there is one thing I can tell you. You, among these three people, the one with the lowest soul power is level 51, and the other two are at level 52. They are all only 23 or four years old. When they broke through level 45 and obtained the fifth soul ring, they were awarded it by the Pope himself. He won the Purple Record Medal of the Wuhun Palace and set a record in the Wuhun Palace. And none of the other people who formed this team with them have a soul power lower than level [-]. This is all I know."

Although Tang San had always known how powerful the Spirit Hall was, it wasn't until this moment that he understood how terrifying the Spirit Hall was.

Level 45, or three levels of [-]..., and the rest are all above level [-].what does that mean?

Although Tang San had full confidence in himself, what he saw at this moment was indeed an insurmountable gap.The opponent's lowest level is higher than your own highest level.Can such an opponent really be defeated?

Looking at Tang San's startled eyes, Dugu Bo sighed and said: "At your age, your current level is even more terrifying than theirs, not to mention you have an external soul bone. Don't think too much, there are plenty of opportunities. . As long as you don’t take detours, you will surpass them one day.”

Tang San suddenly smiled, perhaps because he had untied the knot in his heart under Dugu Bo's wake-up call. At this time, his heart was extremely clear.

"Old monster, didn't you just say that? For a soul master, confidence is very important. If I really avoid the battle this time, the blow to my confidence will be unimaginable. So what if I lose? Even if we can't defeat them, can't we protect ourselves? Only by fighting with all our strength can we know the gap between the two sides. I will not give up."

Looking at Tang San, there was something more in Dugu Bo's eyes unconsciously, "Forget it, I don't bother to talk to you. You can do whatever you want. I'll go first. I've come all the way back, I haven't eaten yet. Go foraging .”

After speaking, a green light flashed, and Dugu Bo's tall figure disappeared.

Warmth spread in his chest. As soon as Dugu Bo came back, he looked at himself first. It was definitely not because of those few soul-hunting souls and the courage to kill him. It was his concern for himself.From the initial strong wariness to now being completely defenseless.

Although the age difference between the two was several times different, from Dugu Bo, Tang San felt the same feelings as the master, and even had a bit more of a friendship between friends. This must be the acquaintance of the year.

After Dugu Bo left, the first thing Tang San did was not to practice or think, but to sleep.

Two days and two nights without sleep had already exhausted his spirit. Without enough rest, how could he start testing his idea?Therefore, he chose to sleep without hesitation.And soon fell asleep.

...The splendid platinum main classroom covers an area of ​​over [-] square meters. The spacious interior is filled with various treasures.

Salas was sitting behind his exaggeratedly large and gorgeous desk, and in front of him was a document, which was transferred from Notting City.

I have to say that the efficiency of Wuhundian is still very high, but within a month, like finding a needle in a haystack, I found this required document from the registration files of Wuhundian in various cities.

Salas had read this document for the seventh time, but he still couldn't believe what he saw was real.

The document in front of him is the information of a soul master, the name of this soul master is: Tang San.

The information is very detailed, from the first time Tang San registered at the Spirit Hall and confirmed his identity as a soul master, to every time he received a soul master subsidy and every time his title was promoted after adding a soul ring, every detail was included.

What kind of soul ring and how many levels of soul power he obtained are not the reasons why Salas read the information seven times. The reason why he read it so many times is actually just to look at the number, which represents the number of age .

14 years old, only 14 years old.Still a few months away from turning 15.Soul sects above level 14. [-]-year-old Soul Sect.Possessing the fourth spirit ring is still at the ten thousand year level.

Slapping his forehead, Salas really didn't want to believe it was true.

Standing up, Salas walked to the bookcase behind the desk, and raised his hand to pull a thick book on the shelf. With a rattling sound, the bookcase slowly moved aside, revealing the wall.

There is a square metal plate on the wall, exuding faint soul power fluctuations. It is obvious that this metal plate is a soul guide. Press your right palm, and suddenly, a faint red light emits from the metal plate. , instantly covering Salas' palm.

There was another sound of the machine, and the metal plate was slowly retracted, revealing a square space, which was not very big, only one square foot, and there was a stack of documents inside.

Salas simply flipped through the pages, and took out a copy. On this document, the word top secret was marked.

There are only three sheets of paper in the file bag, on which are three documents.Salas searched the information carefully, and soon found what he needed.

"15 years old, 16 years old, 16 years old, the youngest of the three of them will not reach the fortieth level of soul power until he is 15 years old."

Closing the document with a snap, Salas almost closed the secret compartment, strode back to his desk, picked up Tang San's document again, and took a fancy to that number for the eighth time.

"One year earlier than the golden generation, Blue Silver Grass, useless martial soul? It's really interesting. Fortunately, he is only Blue Silver Grass. But this Tang San's soul power has improved too fast. He was born with full soul power. Blue Silver Grass. It seems that it must be mutated."

Salas was obviously not affected by Emperor Xue Ye's tough attitude today, took a pen, and quickly wrote a letter.There are five words left on the envelope, top secret, and the Pope revealed it.

... As night fell, a slender figure quietly slipped into the woods behind Shrek Academy, moving quickly on a familiar road, carrying a wooden box in his hand.

Her speed was very fast, and her long legs would send her body at least five meters away every time she exerted force. In a short time, the wooden house in the forest was already in sight.

The body bounced up and quietly crossed the fence, and the two ups and downs had already arrived at the door of the wooden house.

She sneaked into the wooden house quietly, and before she could make any movement, a piece of tough blue silver grass had quietly wrapped around her long leg.A deep voice sounded from the darkness, "Who?"

"Brother, it's me."

Following the melodious voice, the blue silver grass quietly receded, Tang San lit the oil lamp in the wooden house.

(To be continued)