The original martial soul, they all said it was a useless martial soul

Chapter 161 Drawing Pieces for Him
"First soul skill, shock."

Along with Wang Si's low shout, the yellow soul ring surrounding him lit up with a glow.

At the same time, Wang Si's powerful punch hit Muye's slightly bulging belly directly.

Feeling the power of Wang Si's punch, Makino smacked his lips.

"It's a very powerful amplifying skill. A guy with the same physical strength as you would probably feel very uncomfortable if he got hit by your punch.

If his physical strength is not as good as yours, there is a high probability that he will be seriously injured by your punch.

In addition... shockwave is a kind of armor-piercing true damage attribute, and it will not lose its effect just because the enemy's armor is thicker."

Makino patted his stomach and gave his comment.

Wang Si said nothing about this soul skill. Shock was once his soul bone skill.

I didn't expect that it has become his soul skill now. That soul that looks so awesome turns out to be just like that.

"Why, are you not satisfied with your soul skill?"

Facing Wang Si who looked depressed, Makino couldn't help but chuckle, and then he reached out and patted Wang Si's right arm.

"That martial spirit that couldn't be summoned due to lack of nutrition can now be summoned, right?

I can sense that there is an extremely fierce power in your body right now, release it and let me see more of it."

After hearing what Makino said, Wang Si nodded, then raised his right hand, and a layer of golden scales quickly covered Wang Si's right arm.

After the golden scales covered Wang Si's right arm, his right hand quickly turned into sharp golden claws.

Makino puffed out his chest, signaling Wang Si that he could launch an attack.

Wang Si didn't waste any time and directly raised his golden right claw to grab it.

Then...his right hand, which was about to exert force, got stuck.

Muye was slightly stunned when he saw Wang Si's falling right hand. The golden dragon claw actually sank into his skin.

Broken defense?
Although he was stuck and unable to move after being penetrated, the golden dragon claw did cause some damage to him.

Taking Wang Si's right hand, Makino found three small pits on his stomach.

There is no doubt that this was the effect of Wang Si's claw just now.

However, the golden right claw consumed a lot of soul power, and soon the little soul power in Wang Si's body was exhausted.

"Your claw is very powerful. It almost broke my defense. With your current physical fitness, I think you can successfully injure a soul master of more than 20 levels."

Although the time was short, it was already very impressive. Wang Si nodded slightly at Makino's evaluation.

The Golden Dragon Claw was indeed very powerful. Although it consumed a lot of energy, this was only compared to his level ten soul power.

As long as your soul power level is increased a little bit, Golden Dragon Claw will become a regular skill.

Looking at Wang Si with a dull expression, Makino's originally good mood was no longer so good.

Just when he was wondering if Wang Si was in any trouble, Zhenhua walked up and patted Wang Si on the shoulder.

"Wang Si, do you feel that the atmosphere in the Blacksmith Association is too depressing? It's either forging or physical training all day long. It's boring?"

Hearing Zhenhua's words, Muye turned his head to look at him in surprise, and then looked at Wang Si with realization.

Seeing that his eyes flickered, he immediately understood the reason for Wang Si's reaction: it was too depressing for him to be here at the headquarters of the Blacksmith Association!

After realizing this, Makino sighed helplessly.

It seems...their requirements for Wang Si are really a bit high.

A six-year-old child should have spent the past month happily with other children of the same age, and then get to know some little girls or friends. But... Wang Si, because of his monstrous talent, has no "childhood" of his own.

"Do you want to go to school? Do you want to have the same childhood as your peers?"

Zhenhua spoke with anticipation.

Faced with this question, Wang Si was hesitant to speak, but he finally shook his head.

"I know the difference between me and my peers, so I don't want to have the same childhood as them. The current situation is suitable for me."

Wang Si's answer made Zhenhua nodded, but he soon smiled.

“Your talent is indeed extraordinary, but we certainly won’t let you stay in the Forger Headquarters forever.

How about this, I will set a small goal for you. As long as you can successfully complete the Thousand...Spiritual Tempering before the age of twelve, I will allow you to go to the outside world for training.

Even though you are a genius, you can’t stand out too much from your peers.”

Originally Zhenhua wanted to say a thousand forgings, but considering that Wang Si is now able to forge a hundred at will, a thousand forgings... seems to be just a matter of time for him.

After putting forward his own request, Zhenhua also looked at Muye, hoping that he could also make some requests.

Meeting Zhenhua's gaze and then Wang Si's somewhat expectant gaze, Muye felt a little dazed.

This is just empty promises to Wang Si. Now Wang Si has lost the desire to improve his strength because he is too suppressed by the Blacksmith Association.

They want to give Wang Si some motivation to make him want to improve.

Since Zhenhua put forward the stringent requirement of "spiritual training before the age of twelve", he didn't mind making some excessive demands.

"Ahem, my requirements are not high. As long as you can improve your soul power to level 30 before you are twelve years old, you can leave the Blacksmith Association and go out to explore the world."

Makino said seriously.

The imagined expression of surprise on someone's face did not appear, and the whole room was even a little silent.

Zhenhua couldn't bear to see Muye's wishful thinking and gave him a kind reminder.

"He spends half a day forging every day. You want him to reach level 30 at the age of twelve. What are you thinking? The requirements are too high. Lower them a bit!"

Is this request of mine too much?
Muye was a little confused. With an innate soul power of level eight and all kinds of rare treasures, how could he not reach level thirty at the age of twelve?

However, meeting Zhenhua's gaze, Makino realized that his demands seemed a bit high.

"Okay, then we don't require you to be level 30 at the age of twelve. As long as you can reach level 25 at the age of twelve, you can go out for training."

This request still caused dissatisfaction in Zhenhua, but Makino glared back without hesitation.

"This little guy is not just a blacksmith anymore, he is destined to be a powerful soul master in the future!

Zhenhua, you can't hope that your little one in the future will be like you, gasping for breath after just a few casual forgings."

Upon hearing what Makino said, Zhenhua's eyes suddenly widened in anger.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about! You don't think that the Heavenly Refining is easy, do you? Do you think that the Heavenly Thunder is so easy to withstand?

You don't really think that the thunderbolt is so easy to withstand, don't forget who has been maintaining your red mecha!

Who provides you with the Skyforged Metal you need every year..."

For some unknown reason, the two started arguing.

Although the two of them quarreled, they seemed to have tacitly agreed to each other's requests to Wang Si and did not give Wang Si any chance to refute.

(End of this chapter)