"What is this?"

Tang San looked into the distance with some surprise.

I saw Brother Feng wielding a hammer and striking a piece of raw iron.

Every time the hammer is swung down and smashed on the original iron, it can drive a shock and scatter the sparks.

After the hammer struck on the original iron, the force of the rebound followed the hammer, causing Brother Feng to directly turn around in a circle, and then, carrying this force, hit the original post again!

The explosion is stronger than the previous hammer, splashing more sparks and scattering!

"This, isn't that a trick my dad taught me?"

Tang San looked at Brother Feng who was sweating profusely in the distance with a shocked face.

Leverage the force, use the force of hitting the original iron, and then quickly swing the hammer again, to achieve a more powerful blow than the previous hammer!

Raw iron can be tempered quickly! You can also exercise yourself!

"Could it be that Dad also taught Brother Feng? No, it seems, something is different..."

Tang San stared at Brother Feng tightly, "The posture is different, Brother Feng's posture is completely different from what Dad taught, and it is a little stiff." And Brother Feng hasn't come to the blacksmith shop these days. Could it be that ..."

"This is what Brother Feng himself realized?"

Clang~

The crisp sound continued to sound.

The more he looked at it, the more surprised Tang San became.

"Six hammers... Eighteen hammers... Twenty-six hammers..."

Tang San looked at the piece of iron that had turned red directly because it had been quickly struck, and felt a little surprised.

The power of each hammer increases!

"That's too strong, isn't it?"

Tang San muttered.

This kind of strength is not just the number of times you wield the giant hammer.

Rather, this trick.

"I can learn this kind of clever skill from striking iron. Brother Feng is too smart, isn't he?"

Tang San felt a little admired.

It's like I've been walking the same path my dad walked.

But Brother Feng is different, Brother Feng is making his own road! Go on your own!

I continued to watch it for a while.

"Brother Feng is getting stronger and stronger, this is already the thirtieth hammer..."

Tang San secretly said in his heart, that day, his father only swung thirty-six hammers directly in one breath, and he didn't take a breath.

I didn't expect Brother Feng to be able to do it almost as well.

Moreover, Brother Feng's percussion method seems to be able to achieve the same effect.

"However, Brother Feng's limit should be about forty hammers."

The more Tang San looked at it, the more he admired.

Brother Feng's physical fitness is really perverted enough, he should be getting stronger again, right?

No, I have to go back, practice more, and my secret weapon must be built in advance.

Thinking about Tang San, he hurriedly walked over.

And Wang Feng at this time.

"The posture is wrong, the left shoulder should be shifted back three centimeters just now, and the strength of the rebound loss should be less. The calf is too tight, resulting in uneven transmission of power, although this hammer has increased a lot, but it is not the same amount. ”

"This hammer is not qualified!"

Clang!

I hammered it down and looked at it, and the sound was sometimes crisp, sometimes dull.

Tang San didn't look at it carefully enough, he could only see that the power of Wang Feng's strength with each hammer was indeed increasing.

But I can't see that Wang Feng's posture with each hammer is smoother, and his power control is more perfect.

If Tang Hao were again, I am afraid that he would be able to completely see that Wang Feng was making progress in a way that was visible to the naked eye at this time.

"When this hammer is swung down, it exceeds the stress surface of the original iron, and it can't be done..."

With every hammer, Wang Feng was thinking quickly in his head.

Then, with his own control of his body, he quickly adjusted.

And then refinement.

Since a few days ago, relying on only one goal, Wang Feng has made various posture changes.

Until now, it has been possible to achieve an effect similar to the Random Cloak Hammer method, but it is not enough.

"However, fortunately, I have meteor tears, and I am not afraid of physical injury, as long as I can persevere, I can continue to study."

This kind of research is very physically exhausting and harmful to the body.

Only Wang Feng, who has meteor tears, dares to do this.

It was really difficult at the beginning, and after two days of knocking, Wang Feng could only rely on the strength of his body to forcibly force a hammer to be stronger than a hammer.

I can't comprehend the use of force, and I can't find a special posture.

Unlike Xiao San'er, there is Tang Hao's teaching, hand-in-hand teaching.

However, in the past two days, Wang Feng gradually comprehended the trick of the Dao.

"I've been researching and changing... Within two months, I should be able to develop this relatively complete hammer method. It may be inferior to the Cloak Hammer Method for the time being, but as long as you continue to study it, it may not be able to surpass the Cloak Hammer Method. ”

Wang Feng felt a sense of arrogance in his heart.

It's a traverser, standing on the shoulders of giants, sitting on a golden finger, if you can't surpass.

It's too weak.

"However, this kind of hammer method is really physically demanding, and after thirty-six hammers, it is difficult for me to persevere... A hammer is harder than a hammer, and the difficulty increases exponentially... When I make these two pieces of raw iron into simple protective gear, it will be able to carry about 150 pounds. At that time, the difficulty of the exercise will be greatly increased, and the effect will be greatly increased. ”

Wang Feng pondered.

Until evening, almost after dark.

Wang Feng finally lost his strength, and fell to the ground with golden flowers in his eyes.

The power of meteor tears slowly flowed out, washing the whole body, and the long-lost power resurfaced.

"Comfortable..."

It was as if every cell in his body was experiencing cheers, which made Wang Feng feel extremely refreshed.

Not to mention, this way of striking iron and lifting can indeed make one's body reach the limit quickly.

"It feels stronger again."

Wang Feng exhaled, "Now, at my current limit, I should be able to swing five to six more hammers!" ”

If he had used the same amount of strength all the time, Wang Feng would be able to swing hundreds of hammers without panting.

But this kind of hammer is stronger than a hammer, really, dozens of hammers will not work.

"Rest first, let's continue tomorrow."

Wang Feng returned to the village...

So.

For the next two months, Wang Feng has been studying and practicing the hammer method until his physical fitness is able to swing sixty-four hammers in one go!

This speed of improvement is unimaginable!

If there were no meteor tears, I am afraid it would be difficult to achieve it for several years!

In other respects, the improvement is also significant.

For example, if you are in your current state, you will be the same as the junior three months ago.

Wang Feng only needs to exert his strength to abuse Xiao San'er.

However, these days, the junior should also have growth, right?

Time, almost.

"Brother Tao, it should be coming."

Wang Feng brought the iron on his calf, which had already been tempered, as well as the iron vest.

Nearly 200 pounds of weight!

It's an adult man, I'm afraid it will be difficult to walk a hundred meters with weight!

But Wang Feng jumped very lightly, as if he had already adapted.

Half a month before the shift, Wang Feng had secretly built and tempered this set of weight-bearing protective gear in the blacksmith shop, and then put it on.

Usually, in addition to taking a bath, I take it off when I take a bath, even if I eat and drink, I also take it with me.

Already adapted.

Because the divisions are all over the body, from the calves, to the arms, to the back. Each place is about 50 catties, tempered into simple protective gear.

Therefore, Wang Feng's appearance is a little stronger.

After everything was ready, Wang Feng slowly walked towards the outside of the village.

Outside the village.

Su Yuntao sighed, his eyes a little wandering.

These days, the story of the soul breaking the sky, Su Yuntao is a little obsessed with it.

However, a month ago, Su Yuntao finished reading it... However, I only saw more than half of it, probably when Xiao Yan went to the Yunlan Sect to fight with Xiao Yan, who had become the old enemy of the Soul Venerable, it happened to be gone...

Su Yuntao, who was in a hurry, wanted to come to the Holy Soul Village in advance to find this little ghost and ask for the rest of the story.

But think about it, how can a twenty-eighth-level Battle Soul Master deign to come to the Holy Soul Village at will?

So, he waited, waited, and finally waited for the appointed day.

Su Yuntao touched his chest, frowned, and said:

"When I hunted the soul beast a few days ago, I was injured a little, but it didn't matter. Later, with one hand, I can knock this little ghost down and make him hand over the rest of the story, right? ”。

"Well, I can't hurt him yet. After all, this little ghost's martial soul is useless, only the qualification of innate soul power, I hope he has exercised these days, so that I won't hurt him. ”

"It's so hard for me Su Yuntao!"