A week later.

The sky was pale and green, and outside the Holy Soul Village, a little boy jumped like a sensitive monkey shuttling through the forest.

And behind the boy, a bull was furious, red-eyed, panting, and full of strength to stab the red-clothed boy in front of him to death with the horns above his head!

Yang Ming's black pupils changed, and the three hook jade circled in the pupils, turning around and laughing:

"Big stupid cow!"

Stimulated by Yang Ming, the bull was even more angry, and the momentum of the forward rush was a little stronger, even if it was an adult, he had to retreat three points in front of the angry bull, every year in the Spanish bullring, there were not a few people who were stabbed to death by the angry bull, which is a clear proof.

However, in the face of the furious bull, Yang Ming did not have the slightest fear, stepped on the ghost shadow, and the whole person suddenly became illusory.

You read that right, Yang Ming used Tang San's ghost shadow trace!

Ever since he got the Three Hook Jade Writing Wheel Eye, how could Yang Ming not steal Tang San's stunt?

The difference in the time when Yang Ming and Tang San were born seems to be, the two have grown up together since they were children, and they exercised together in the mountains, Tang San didn't have much vigilance against Yang Ming, and practiced as usual, which just made Yang Ming take advantage of the loophole.

Of course, such as the internal strength of the heart method Xuantian Gong, and the method of practicing the eyes, the purple pole demon pupil, are existences that cannot be copied with the three-hook jade writing wheel eye.

But for the method of practicing hands, the method of grasping the crane and catching the dragon, the method of light body, the ghost shadow, and the method of using hidden weapons, there are many solutions to hidden weapons, but you can learn a thing or two.

However, it's one thing to steal what you've learned, and it's another thing to apply what you've learned.

In the past week, Yang Ming has plagued many animals in the forest, and the bull behind him is only one of the victims.

The Ghost Shadow Trail is by no means the fastest of the footwork, but it is definitely the most dexterous and mysterious, although the speed of the bull is fast, it is very slow in the eyes of the Three Hook Jade Writing Wheel, and every move falls into Yang Ming's eyes.

Yang Ming knew very well in his heart that in terms of straight-line speed, his small body was absolutely impossible to compare with the speed of a bull, so he had to choose a dexterous pace.

With the help of dexterous light work, he flashed the bull's charge several times in a row, which made the bull even more furious, and he was stunned to add a few points of speed out of thin air, like a car slamming on the accelerator, and the speed soared.

Yang Ming smiled in his heart and said secretly:

"This is the moment we have been waiting for!"

In the moment when he missed a thousand miles, Yang Ming's figure flickered, and he suddenly dodged to the side, which was completely unexpected by the bull, and his pounce directly failed.

At the same time, because of the inertia of the forward rush, the bull's four hooves could not contain his feet, and the two horns on the top of his head stabbed directly into a large banyan tree in front of him, and he could not pull it out for a while, so he could only kick his legs in vain.

Yang Ming folded a branch, and in his hand, the branch was as flexible as a swimming dragon.

Relentless charge!

With a stretch of the branch, his body jumped, and Yang Ming fell from the air, his spear like a dragon, accompanied by the force of the fall, and stabbed heavily at the back of the bull's neck.

"Hmm!"

The bull's body trembled, as if struck by lightning, his eyes turned white, his mouth foamed at the mouth, and he fainted directly.

Looking at the broken branch in his hand, Yang Ming shook his head, the effect of force is mutual, with the tenacity of ordinary branches, it is impossible to withstand this kind of reaction force.

"Looks like it's time to build a weapon that you can use."

patted the unconscious bull under the seat, Yang Ming got off the cow, turned around and went back to the village.

The old Tang family lives on the west side of the Holy Soul Village, at the head of the village, the three earthen embryo houses can be said to be the most humble in the whole village, and on the big roof in the middle, there is a wooden sign with a diameter of about one meter, on which a simple hammer is drawn. The most widely represented meaning of the hammer in this world refers to the blacksmith.

The sky was just dawning, and the village seemed quiet, except for the occasional rooster crowing and the barking of the watchdog.

At this time, Tang San was still cultivating on the hill, Tang Hao liked to sleep in the morning, Yang Ming used to come to Tang San to play, he was already familiar with the old Tang family, walked into the blacksmith shop, and looked at the iron hammer.

Yang Ming plans to use this hammer to create a suitable tip for himself!

Of course, Yang Ming also knew that in this Douluo Continent, ordinary iron spears were useless, but now was the time for him to grow his body, and he could use iron spears to better practice the marksmanship about Han Xin in his mind.

Yang Ming tried to grip the hammer.

"Hey, it's heavy!"

This hammer weighs at least seventy or eighty pounds, and even adults may not be able to lift it, let alone use it to beat the iron embryo, it is not difficult to imagine how much perseverance and persistence Tang San needs to use this hammer to exercise the chaotic cloak hammer method.

Genius is not terrible, what is terrible is that genius works harder than you!

If it was an ordinary child, without Tang San's Xuantian Skill, unless he was born with divine power, it would be possible to lift the hammer at the age of six.

But surprisingly, Yang Ming was able to lift the hammer!

Of course, this is not because of Yang Mingming's divine power, Yang Ming's eyes were thoughtful, since a week ago, grandfather Old Jack said that he was about to hold an awakening ceremony soon, and every day he made a meal with more flavor, it was a red fruit, every time he ate it, Yang Ming could clearly feel a stream of heat pouring into his body, and after sleeping, he could feel the growth of strength.

Now, Yang Ming's strength in his small size is not inferior to that of adults, and even surpasses it.

Yang Ming once had questions about this and asked Old Jack, but every time, Old Jack had a mysterious smile on his face, which made Yang Ming puzzled.

Over time, Yang Ming no longer struggled with this problem, he believed that Old Jack would not harm him, otherwise he would have died a long time ago as soon as he crossed over.

Yang Ming knew that Tang Hao was probably still sleeping at this point, so he didn't bother him, left a note on the table, and left a message that after he took away the hammer and a piece of raw iron, he held two things and looked for a place to strike iron in the blacksmith shop.

Yang Ming had just walked on his front foot, but as everyone knows, Tang Hao had already appeared at the window of the iron bedroom at some point, and when he saw Yang Ming's departing back, he looked a little surprised on his face, and muttered:

"Xiao Yang can actually afford to hold a hammer?"

Yang Ming often came to play with Tang San, Tang Hao naturally knew that Yang Ming was not an innate divine power at all, and he had not shown such strength before, touching the stubble on his chin, Tang Hao scolded secretly in his heart:

"Could it be that the awakening ceremony is coming, and the village chief will open the back door for Xiao Yang?"

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's face was stunned.

What could he do, did he want him to rush into the village chief's house, grab his beard and scold him?

Is it great to have a backstage?

Yang Ming said, that's right, it's really cool to have a backstage!

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