Douluo Silas

Silas's gaze at this moment was so sharp that people dared not look at him. Even Tang San, who had extremely purple demon pupils, was frightened looking at Silas' pupils at this moment.

Because of the different levels of the skills, even Tang San, who used the Purple Demon Eyes, couldn't tell that Silas used the skills, but even Wang Sheng, who didn't understand anything, was impressed by Silas's eyes at this moment. .

What a pair of eyes this is, scanning the whole body like the gaze of a god, seeming to take in every inch of the body and see through every flaw and change.

fear! This look that goes deep into the bone marrow is not something that a person should have at all!

At this moment, Tang San couldn't help but start to doubt: "How can his eyes be so sharp? Even if they are not weaker than my Purple Demon Eyes, is it possible that he has the same inheritance of skills as me?"

Tang San thought in his mind, but he immediately gave up this idea: "Impossible! How can there be any technique in the world that can be compared with my Tang Sect Xuantian Baolu?!"

"This should just be a slight change brought about by his martial spirit. His upper limit has been set. When my Purple Demon Eyes reach a high level, I can easily surpass his upper limit! I am from the Tang Sect. The only successor! How could he lose to a six-year-old child?!"

Using self-hypnosis, Tang San convinced himself and began to observe the actions of the two fighting each other.

As for Xiao Wu, who was stared directly at by Silas' eyes like this, at this moment, she truly felt what it meant to be creepy and what it meant to be like a light on the back.

As a person who took the form of a soul beast, Xiao Wu felt very guilty because a Titled Douluo-level expert could tell her identity as a soul beast through her aura.

If it weren't for the fact that the soul beast transformed into a human and needed to come into contact with humans during its growth, the best way would have been to stay in the Star Forest instead of coming to Notting City.

Xiao Wu thought that there shouldn't be anyone in such a small town who could see through her identity and threaten her, but when she met Silas' eyes, she suddenly felt like she had been seen through. .

Although she clearly understood that this was an illusion, and it was impossible for a soul warrior who was not even at level 10 to see her true identity, this kind of trembling still made her want to avoid Silas involuntarily. Eye.

However, this was a battle, and it was simply impossible for her to avoid Silas's eyes.

In a state of agitation, Xiao Wu made a radical decision - to end the battle as quickly as possible, even if it cost him an injury.

Her ideas are good and her strategy is fine, but in the wrong circumstances, everything goes wrong.

Under the blessing of the shadow, Silas's body movements were as unpredictable and swaying as a flowing firefly. Even though Xiao Wu, who had the skills to master the body, was unable to touch Silas at all.

On the contrary, it was she who, in the repeated attacks, was seen by Silas: "Is this the soul beast? Everything is a flaw, every place is a flaw. It seems that the soul beast is real. I’m very unfamiliar with fighting with a human body.”

Silas made such a judgment in his mind, and finally stopped avoiding after Xiao Wu summoned the Martial Soul Silky Bone Rabbit.

The soul power was extracted, and a new martial soul card was generated in Silas's card box. At the same moment, Xiao Wu finally met Silas in ecstasy.

Almost instinctively, her hands and feet began to climb towards Silas' body.

"Hanging technique? It's useless!"

With one hand covering the side of his face, Silas could greatly restrain Xiao Wu's force exertion with just this one hand, ensuring that she could no longer continue to strangle her neck.

But Xiao Wu's reaction was not slow either. After realizing that the twisting technique was ineffective, she immediately grabbed Silas's arm with both hands, tapped her feet gently, and fixed her long legs towards Silas's chest and neck.

The Flying Cross is a twisting technique for the arms. Once it is formed, every joint from the fingers to the shoulders and chest will be countered, and it can be easily broken in an instant.

An extension of the skills and soul power in the world of spiritual masters, if Xiao Wu were to let Xiao Wu use it to his fullest, Silas would be injured or even crippled from his knuckles to his elbows, wrists and even shoulder joints.

After using this move in a sparring session, it was obvious that Xiao Wu had lost her mind, and she had obviously made another wrong decision.

The formed cross bar is a great threat, but unfortunately, this technique has many ways to avoid it before it is fully formed, and as it happens, Silas can capture every opportunity.

The five fingers clenched hard, and the soul power surged. With the blessing brought by the soul bone, Silas's wrist suddenly twisted. The terrifying force could not be restrained even by Xiao Wu's strength.

In an instant, the palm she had originally grasped had been clenched into a fist, and in the cross-body posture, the fist wheel (the spiral socket on the side of the little finger) was already aimed at her chest.

As the movement took shape, Silas no longer hesitated or waited. His body suddenly sank, and the exquisite force-generating skills in his mind began to emerge and be used at this moment.

The heavy fist was like a hammer, and Xiao Wu's body was violently swung towards the ground.

Smash it for me!

boom!

With this punch that barely left any force behind, the ground shook.

Her back collided with the stone bricks, and her chest was hit hard by Silas. After the back and forth blows, all the soul power in her chest was blown away.

The fist force on the chest and the shock force on the back collided and crisscrossed inside the body. Xiao Wu suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, and the next moment she was hit by severe pain. She opened her mouth and couldn't help spitting out a little blood.

This punch completely dissipated all the strength in Xiao Wu's body. Even the cross-shaped solid that had barely formed could not be maintained, and his hands and feet fell to the ground limply.

Looking at Xiao Wu whose face was full of pain, Silas showed no mercy in his eyes.

During the sparring session, the flying crossbar was used, and the only thing waiting for him was that his elbows were disabled. Since she dared to use such a cruel move, she must be prepared to suffer the same blow.

Rather than leaving his own safety in the hands of Xiao Wu, who has lost his mind, Silas prefers to take the initiative himself.

The heavy blow from this punch could at least break several of her ribs. Judging from the way she was vomiting blood, her lungs must have been damaged by the force.

But that's nothing.

There are healing soul masters in this world, and the soul masters themselves have strong vitality. Xiao Wu should be able to recover from this kind of injury that would not be considered fatal in a normal world in a few days.

Compared with this minor injury, the psychological impact of being hit with broken ribs and bleeding lungs may be greater.