This is affected by Ling Feng's two goods, because every day I hear Ling Feng's kid talking about the groove, so he also broke out.

The reason why Ling Feng didn't hide it from Tang Hao was because since the death of his parents, Tang Hao was still very good to him, as good as he was to Tang San.

"The two of you are really surprising to me, especially you Xiaofeng, in the future, Douluo Continent may become the world of you and Xiao San." Tang Hao said excitedly.

Then he was stunned for a moment, "Why is the martial soul in your left hand just a sword hilt?" ”

Regarding this question, Ling Feng said lightly: "Uncle, I'm also a little puzzled now, it's not very clear yet, wait for me to go down and study it myself." ”

Tang Hao nodded: "Well, even the hilt of the sword is not an ordinary hilt, it can be regarded as a martial soul, not bad." ”

Looking at Tang Hao's long-lost smile, Tang San was also very happy, he hadn't seen his father so excited for a long time.

After the three of them blew for a while, Ling Feng glanced at the forging furnace.

"Little three, let's compete to see who swings the hammer more times."

"Okay, Brother Feng, you are definitely not my opponent."

Tang San is full of confidence in forging, he has studied with Tang Hao since he was a child, and now he is also comfortable with the largest casting hammer.

"I'll come first."

Tang San walked to the side of the forging furnace and took out a piece of red-hot hard iron in his left hand.

Holding the casting hammer used by Tang Hao in his right hand, he easily lifted it, this time Tang San was not simply forging, the moment he lifted the hammer, he used the internal force of Xuantian Gong.

While!

With a hammer, he found that his strength was much greater than before, perhaps because of the awakening of his soul power, not only the coordination of his body had changed slightly, but also the progress of Xuantian Gong had also changed.

After finding the method that Tang Hao taught him, and adding his own strength, Tang San felt as if he had eaten a stimulant, and the huge casting hammer was like cotton in his hands, and he directly picked out more than four hundred hammers in one go.

Looking at Tang San, who was already sweating like rain, Tang Hao was a little surprised, why did Xiao San suddenly become so fierce?

But Tang San hadn't reached the limit yet, he was okay, and after taking a breath of air, Xuantian Gong's internal force was exerted to the limit.

"Yikes!"

A roar.

Then he slashed more than two hundred hammers, and with a thud, Tang San's whole person sat down on the ground.

Reveal a vented smile.

Refreshing!

It's so cool, I didn't expect to play the limit to the extreme, Xuantian Gong has been upgraded to a higher level, and he who was originally difficult to break through the bottleneck, now feels that the whole person is comfortable.

"Would you like to smoke a cigarette?"

Ling Feng walked over and handed Tang San a cigarette.

"Brother Feng, I just picked up six hundred hammers, and you are doomed."

"Really? Please don't doubt your Brother Feng's abilities. ”

Ling Feng was still confident in his strength, and now he had received a complete improvement.

lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said lightly: "After smoking this cigarette, I will surpass you." ”

Of course Tang San wouldn't believe it, a cigarette would only last a few minutes at most.

It took him nearly half an hour to whip more than six hundred hammers just now, and Ling Feng actually wanted to exceed the number of more than six hundred in just a few minutes, it was obviously impossible.

Unless you open a plug-in.

In order not to affect Brother Feng's operation, Tang San sat down at the table and quietly watched Brother Feng's operation with Tang Hao.

Ling Feng did a bit of radio gymnastics on the spot, moving his muscles and bones first.

The eagle takes off.

12345678，22345678……

"What is Brother Feng doing?" Tang San muttered to himself.

At the same time, Tang Hao was also full of doubts, looking at Ling Feng swinging some strange movements with a confused expression.

After a few seconds.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and exhaled, and the activity began.

He took out a piece of red-hot pig iron from the pliers in his left hand and blew into his right hand.

Suddenly, he lifted the hammer with a sharp thud, and with just a slight lift, he got up.

Hold it high above your head.

Then there was a cold light in his eyes, and with a hammer slammed down, the whole hut could even feel tremble slightly.

"Tarzan meteorite fall!"

"What is a Tarzan meteorite pendant?" Tang San glanced at Tang Hao in confusion.

Tang Hao's face flushed, and he didn't know what Ling Feng was talking about.

"I don't know."

In short, Ling Feng roared, and the whole person entered the peak state, and the huge hammer spun in his hand, and the arm of that hand was as if it was not his, with a frenzied flick.

Faster and faster.

So fast that you can only see an arc of phantoms.

Ling Feng found that he had really become stronger, since the bloodline fusion, his physique was no longer mortal flesh, plus how much his strength had increased after the martial soul and soul power were activated today, he felt that as long as he was lucky, his entire body was filled with something, as if there was an inexhaustible power dominating him.

Tang San is already staying, Brother Feng is taking medicine!

Why is it windy?

Tang Hao also frowned, Ling Feng, this kid, what happened? I've never seen him have this kind of physique before, this strength is too strong, and he can complete the casting so perfectly without using any skills.

Ten minutes passed.

With a loud bang, the casting hammer in his hand had already fallen.

Ling Feng stood in front of the forge furnace.

"Is it over? Brother Feng. ”

"It's over."

"Dad, how many hammers did Brother Feng take?"

"Seven hundred and fifty hammers in ten minutes......"

Hiss!

Tang San took a breath of cool air, is Brother Feng the devil?

Six hundred hammers in ten minutes, this is what people do?

Ling Feng walked to the table in a daze, picked up Tang Hao's wine jar and poured half a bowl of wine into the bowl, Tang Hao was stunned for a second, but he didn't stop it.

"Gollum!"

Drink it in one gulp.

"Good wine! It's just a little floating after drinking. ”

Tang San didn't dare to say a word, Brother Feng was the only one who dared to drink Daddy's wine, and Dad seemed to be happy to share it with Brother Feng.

"Listen carefully to me." Tang Hao stood up and said solemnly.

Ling Feng immediately refreshed, and at the same time, Tang San also quickly sat up straight.

Tang Hao walked to the front of the forging furnace, lifted the casting hammer, and said lightly: "The forging method of the two of you is wrong, if the two of you can correctly master the forging posture, you can at least improve the level." ”

"The so-called correct method is to exert force from the calves, and the force is transmitted to the waist, then the back, the arms, and finally released. Only then can the maximum power be exerted and form a fatal destruction to a point. ”

Saying that, Tang Hao demonstrated in person.

I saw him raise the hammer slightly, let out a low cry, his body was half turned, his feet were tightly clasped to the ground, the two calves outside the tattered trousers suddenly tightened, and the whole person made a posture of being ready to go, his legs exerted force, his waist turned back, and the casting hammer in his hand slammed down.

Rumble!

......