Chapter 14 It's so Hard!

"This is?"

Tang San looked into the distance in surprise.

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

Every time the hammer is swung down and hits the original iron, it can drive a shock of sparks to disperse.

After the hammer hits the original iron, the force of the rebound follows the hammer, causing Brother Feng to turn around in a straight line, and then, carrying this force, hit the original post again!

The burst is stronger than the last blow, and more sparks are scattered!

"This, isn't this the skill that Dad taught me?"

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

Use force, use the power of hitting on the original iron, and then quickly swing the hammer again to achieve a stronger strike than the previous one!

You can quickly temper raw iron! You can also exercise yourself!

"Did Dad also teach Brother Feng? No, it seems, it's a little different..."

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

"Is this what Brother Feng realized by himself?"

clang~

The crisp voice continued to sound.

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

"Six hammers... eighteen hammers... twenty-six hammers..."

Tang San was a little surprised when he looked at the iron nugget that turned red because of being struck so quickly.

The power of each hammer is increasing!

"Is that too strong?"

Tang San muttered.

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

Rather, this technique.

"Being able to learn and understand this kind of brilliant skill from the blacksmithing. Brother Feng is too smart..."

Tang San felt a little admiration.

It's like I've been following my dad's path.

But Brother Feng is different, Brother Feng is making his own way! walk on my own!

Continue watching for a while.

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

Tang San thought to himself, that day Dad swung thirty-six hammers in one breath, without taking a breath.

Unexpectedly, Brother Feng can almost do it.

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

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

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

Brother Feng's physical fitness is indeed abnormal enough, should he become stronger again?

No, I have to go back, practice more, and build my hidden weapon in advance.

Thinking of Tang San hurriedly walked over.

At this time, Wang Feng.

"The posture is wrong. Just now, the left shoulder should be shifted back by three centimeters, and the power lost by rebounding should be less. The calf is too tight, resulting in uneven power transmission. Although this hammer has increased a lot, it is not increase by the same amount."

"This hammer is unqualified!"

clang!

A hammer looked down again, and the sound was sometimes crisp and sometimes dull.

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

However, it could not be seen that Wang Feng's posture of each hammer was smoother and his power control was more perfect.

If Tang Hao did it again, I'm afraid it would be completely clear that Wang Feng was making progress in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

"When this hammer is swung, it exceeds the force surface of the original iron by a few points, and it will not work..."

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

Then, relying on his control over his body, he quickly adjusted.

Then perfect.

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

Until now, it has been able to achieve an effect similar to the 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 persist, I can continue to conduct research."

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

Only Wang Feng, who has Meteor Tears, dares to do this.

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

Can't comprehend how to use force, and can't find a special posture.

Unlike Xiao San'er, Tang Hao taught him hand-to-hand.

However, in the past two days, Wang Feng gradually realized the secret of Dao.

"Just keep researching and changing... Within two months, I should be able to develop this relatively complete hammer method. Maybe it will be inferior to the random cloak hammer method for the time being, but as long as I keep researching, it may not be able to surpass the random cloak hammer method. Law."

Wang Feng felt arrogant in his heart.

Anyway, a traveler, standing on the shoulders of giants, sitting on the golden finger, if it can't be surpassed.

It is too weak.

"However, this kind of hammering method is really exhausting. After thirty-six hammers, it will be difficult for me to persevere... One hammer is more difficult than the other, and the difficulty increases geometrically... When I hit these two pieces of original iron, It can be used as a simple protective gear, which can bear about 150 pounds. At that time, the difficulty of exercise will be greatly increased, and the effect will be greatly increased.”

Wang Feng was thinking.

Until evening, almost after dark.

Wang Feng was finally exhausted and fell to the ground with golden eyes in his eyes.

The power of meteor tears slowly flowed out, washing the whole body, and the power that had been missing for a long time reappeared.

"Comfortable…"

It was as if every cell in the body was cheering and cheering, making Wang Feng extremely happy.

Not to mention, this method of ironing can indeed make one's body reach its 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 used the same amount of power all the time, Wang Feng could swing a few hundred hammers without breathing.

But this kind of hammer is stronger than one hammer, really, dozens of hammers are not enough.

"Let's rest first and continue tomorrow."

Wang Feng returned to the village...

in this way.

For the next two months or so, Wang Feng continued to study and practice hammering until his physical fitness was enough to swing sixty-four hammers in one breath!

This speed of improvement is simply unimaginable!

If there is no meteor tears, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve for several years!

In other respects, the improvement is also significant.

For example, in the current state, and the junior three months ago.

Wang Feng can completely abuse the third child with only 10% of his strength.

However, these days, the little three should also grow, right?

It's almost time.

"Brother Tao, it should be coming."

Wang Feng took the iron blocks that had been tempered on his calf, as well as the iron vest.

Nearly two hundred pounds of weight!

It is an adult man, I am afraid that it is difficult to walk 100 meters with a heavy load!

But Wang Feng jumped with incomparable lightness, as if he had already adapted.

Half a month ago, this set of weight-bearing protective gear Wang Feng had been secretly forged and tempered at the blacksmith shop, and then put it on.

I usually take it off when I take a bath, even when I eat and drink.

already adapted.

Because the branches are all over the body, from the calves, arms, and back. Each place weighs more than 50 pounds, tempered and beaten into simple protective gear.

Therefore, Wang Feng's appearance should be a little stronger.

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

outside the village.

Su Yuntao sighed, his eyes wandering a little.

These days, Su Yuntao was a little fascinated by the story of the soul breaking the sky.

However, a month ago, Su Yuntao finished watching... But, I only saw more than half of it, probably when Xiaoyan went to Yunlan Sect to fight Xiaoyan, who had become Soul Sovereign's old enemy, he just finished watching...

The anxious Su Yuntao wanted to come to the Holy Spirit Village in advance to find this kid and ask for the story behind him.

But think about it, how can you condescend to come to the Holy Spirit Village at will, as a 28th-level Battle Spirit Master?

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

Su Yuntao touched his chest and frowned:

"I was injured a little while hunting the soul beast a few days ago, but it doesn't matter. Later, I can beat this kid to the ground with one hand, and then let him hand over the story behind it?"

"Well, I can't hurt him yet. After all, this brat's martial spirit is useless. He only has an innate aptitude full of spirit power. I hope he has exercised these days so that I won't let me hurt him."

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