clang!

clang!

clang!

A striking sound was heard.

Tang Hao's sight.

The little boy who was only half his height picked up the giant hammer that was about the same height as his.

One after another, another, the original iron!

Speed ​​is not fast.

But, very stable!

Afterwards, it was so stable that the power of almost every hammer had no change at all!

This is very scary!

You should know that it is very difficult to use a giant hammer to temper the original iron and control the power of each hammer!

Tang Hao was originally an existence who was once a titled Douluo, but now he is in the Holy Soul Village and has been fighting for several years, so he naturally knows the difficulties.

"Ten...twenty...thirty...fifty..."

Tang Hao stood in the dark, counting every hammer that Wang Feng hit.

Fifty hammers!

It is hard to imagine that this boy Feng is usually lazy, smart and smart, and likes to come and eat when he has nothing to do and is kicked out by himself.

He looked at the little guy who grew up!

In fact, he has natural divine power that can match the mistress!

This really surprised Tang Hao!

Moreover, this kid is probably talented and even more powerful than a mistress!

Because, although the mistress is equally smart, it is difficult to control the strength of each hammer so exquisitely like this boy Feng! There is a big difference!

The further you go, the more you are!

"If there are some problems with the ten hammers in front, when Boy Feng waved the giant hammer, the force was still exerted, resulting in uneven strength. But starting from the eleventh hammer... the power of each hammer was controlled very accurately."

Tang Hao became more and more surprised the more he looked at it.

This means that this kid has unparalleled comprehension and control over every muscle in his body!

Only by doing this can you understand the skills of iron-making so quickly!

It's still no one to give me advice!

"Although the mistress has a good understanding and control over the body, I didn't give any advice. But after a day of knocking, I barely learned to control every inch of the body's strength. But even so, the mistress's heat is far from enough. It will take at least more than ten days... to achieve the results first."

Tang Hao's eyes flashed.

His eyes fell on Boy Feng.

Tang Hao seemed to see Wang Feng's heart, as if he had endless power, and a stream of blood gushed out, like the original power.

The soles of the feet are sticking to the ground, and the power gushing out of the heart seems to turn into a stream of colored energy, which originates from the ground, grows from the calves, and then spreads to the thighs, flows through the waist as the axis, back, arms, and finally gathers in the palms holding the giant hammer.

clang!

It's a perfect blow, hitting the original iron!

Make a pleasant, perfect sound!

"I haven't taught these skills to mistresses yet, because it's still a bit too early for mistresses who can only swing hammers. As for the hammering method of cloaks, it's even earlier! It takes a few more days."

Tang Hao murmured, "But I didn't expect that this boy Feng actually understood these skills by himself? A genius?"

Tang Hao felt that this could not be described as a genius.

If someone teaches you, you will learn it quickly. This is cleverness.

If someone teaches you, you will learn it once. This is a genius.

But if no one teaches you, you will understand it yourself...this???

A genius among geniuses?

"Just just swing ten hammers, you can immediately understand the skills I have summarized over the years..."

Tang Hao looked at the tiny figure and was still tirelessly waving the giant hammer.

He suddenly felt a long-lost special feeling.

Back then, he was also a genius...

But now...

Tang Hao felt a long-lost sense of gap. Although it was very small, he didn't care and quickly let it go.

But he has made him feel a little special because he is extremely decadent and extremely decadent.

Of course, Tang Hao didn't know.

Wang Feng was able to understand these skills so quickly... because he had the knowledge reserves of his previous life.

In other words, these techniques are known to be placed on the earth, not to mention that he has also seen Douluo Continent.

As a time traveler, in addition to the golden fingers given by the system, Wang Feng naturally has to take advantage of the time traveler.

Otherwise, what kind of time traveler is still considered a time traveler? Wang Feng doesn’t want to embarrass the time traveler predecessors.

Foresight, strong acceptance, unique knowledge, certain knowledge reserves, etc. are all advantages of time travelers.

With the gold finger, these advantages will be maximized!

Therefore, Wang Feng was just using these techniques quickly and skillfully, not what he understood by himself...

However, he was concentrating on hitting Yuan Iron at this time, and he had no idea at all that his every move was observed by Tang Hao!

Naturally, he was regarded as a genius among geniuses!

With each hammer hit, Wang Feng felt that his body was very warm.

After this hammer, the power consumed is greater than any previous exercise!

Coupled with the power recoil, it also brought great load to Wang Feng's body!

‘One breath, five hundred hammers! It should be the limit!’ Wang Feng breathed slowly.

He knew that breathing was the most important thing for any exercise, although Wang Feng didn't know any special breathing method.

But a steady and regular breathing can maximize the exercise of every hammer!

"Physical strength and endurance are also extraordinary... I have had more than a hundred hammers... my breath is not messy at all, and from this point, I have surpassed the mistress. Moreover, the mistress cannot do every hammer, and it is a full-strength blow, and the power is controlled so exquisitely! The effect brought by this hammer is equivalent to the mistress's training to hit ten hammers these days!"

Tang Hao continued to count calmly.

These days, mistresses have just started to learn how to swing hammers. If they swing a hundred hammers at a time, they are at their limit.

Then you will take a break and continue to hit a hundred hammers in one breath.

But if it were a boy like Feng, with every hammer with all his strength, at most fifty or sixty hammers, he would be weak and would not recover in a short time.

"One hundred and fifty hammers in one breath should be the limit of Boy Feng. Moreover, this kind of knocking method consumes a lot of money on the body and it is not easy to fully recover for a long time." Tang Hao observed.

But this is the case.

The more you go, the more you consume!

Tang Hao observed it very accurately. After 150 hammers, Wang Feng's breathing was still calm, but it was a little messy.

The sound is also uneven.

Seeing this, Tang Hao nodded and left quietly.

"This boy Feng is usually lazy and has to loosen his bones... I didn't expect that he was so powerful in secret! He is so strong in both talent and physical fitness! People in the village are all confused... I just thought that this boy was thrilling, but I never thought that he would be so powerful, right?"

Tang Hao shook his head. He had no intention of saying this to the villagers. He could just know it.

Even Xiaosaner, he was too lazy to care about it, let alone Boy Feng.

"You will stop after a while when you are weak, and bring the hammer and one-quarter of the raw iron back." Tang Hao said in his heart, "I'm going to go back and sleep for a while..."

Tang Hao calculated that with the power of each hammer of Feng, more than 150 hammers could just temper the raw iron by one quarter!

This is already scary!

The mistress knocked her for ten days before she could barely temper two-thirds of a piece of raw iron.

This boy Feng can temper one quarter of it in one go!

Give him three or four days, and maybe he will be tempered directly. This is too exaggerated!

However, what Tang Hao didn't know was.

After he left.
To be continued...