Chapter 5 Maple Boy, This Freak!

clang!

clang!

clang!

An unhurried percussion sounded.

Tang Hao's sight.

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

One click, another knock, that piece of iron!

Speed, not fast.

But, very stable!

To the back, it is stable, the power of almost every hammer has not changed in the slightest!

This is very scary!

You must know that it is very difficult to use a giant hammer to quench raw iron and control the power of each hammer!

Tang Hao was originally an existence who used to be titled Douluo. Now he lives in the Holy Spirit Village and has been fighting for a few years, so he naturally knows the difficulties.

"Ten... Twenty... Thirty... Fifty..."

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

Fifty hammers!

It is unimaginable that this is usually very lazy, but also very clever, and he likes to come to the door for dinner when he has nothing to do, and was kicked out by himself.

He looks at the grown up little guy!

Unexpectedly, he has a natural power that can be compared with a junior!

This really surprised Tang Hao!

Moreover, I am afraid that this kid is very talented, even more powerful than the junior!

Because, although Xiaosan is also intelligent, it is difficult to control each hammer so delicately like this Maple boy! A big difference!

The further back, the more so!

"If you say the first ten hammers, when Feng boy swings the giant hammer, there is still some problem with the force, which causes the power to be uneven. But starting from the eleventh hammer... the power of each hammer has been controlled incomparably and skillfully."

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

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

To do it, so quickly comprehend the skills of blacksmithing!

Still without anyone pointing it out!

"Although Xiaosan's comprehension is good, his control over his body is also good, and I didn't give any pointers. But after knocking for a day, he barely learned to control every inch of his body's percussion power. But, even so, Xiaosan's heat , is far from enough. It will take at least ten days...to see the initial results."

Tang Hao's eyes flickered.

His gaze fell on the maple boy.

Tang Hao seemed to see Wang Feng's heart, as if he possessed endless power, gushing out a stream of blood, like a source of power.

The soles of the feet seem to stick to the ground, and the power gushing out from the heart seems to be transformed into a colorful energy body, which emanates from the ground, grows from the calves, and then spreads to the thighs, flowing through the waist as the axis, and the spine. The arms finally converged on the palm holding the giant hammer.

clang!

A perfect blow, hitting the original iron!

Makes a pleasant and perfect sound!

"I haven't taught Xiaosan these skills yet, because it's still a little early for Xiaosan who can only swing a hammer. As for the chaotic cloak hammering method, it's even earlier! It takes a few more days."

Tang Hao murmured, "I didn't expect that. These skills, this Feng boy, actually comprehended these skills by himself? Genius?"

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

If someone teaches and learns quickly, that's smart.

If someone teaches and learns it, that's genius.

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

Genius of genius?

"Just by swinging ten hammers, I can immediately understand the skills I have summarized over the years..."

Tang Hao looked at the small figure, still waving the giant hammer tirelessly.

He suddenly felt a special feeling that he had not seen for a long time.

He was a genius back then...

But now...

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

But for the past few years, Gujing has not been disturbed, and he has been extremely decadent, and he has a special feeling.

Of course, Tang Hao didn't know.

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

In other words, these skills are well known on Earth, not to mention that he has seen Douluo Continent.

As a traverser, in addition to the golden fingers given by the system, Wang Feng naturally has to use the advantages of traversers.

Otherwise, what kind of traversers are they? Wang Feng didn't want to embarrass the seniors of the transmigrators.

Foresight, strong receptivity, unique insight, certain knowledge reserves, etc., are all advantages of traversers.

And with Goldfinger, these advantages will be maximized!

Therefore, Wang Feng is only using these skills quickly and proficiently, not his own understanding...

However, at this time, he was concentrating on beating Yuan Tie, and he was completely unaware that his every move was being observed by Tang Hao!

Naturally, he was regarded as a genius among geniuses!

With each hammer strike, Wang Feng felt that his body was extremely heated.

The power consumed by this hammer is greater than any previous exercise!

Coupled with the strength of the shock, it also brought a great load to Wang Feng's body!

'In one breath, five hundred hammers! It should be the limit! ' Wang Feng breathed gently.

He knows that breathing is the most important thing in any exercise, although Wang Feng doesn't know any special way of breathing.

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

"Physical strength and stamina are also extraordinary... It's been more than a hundred hammers... The breath is not disturbed at all. From this point, it has already surpassed Xiao San. Moreover, Xiao San can't do every hammer, it is a full blow, strength The control is so delicate! The effect brought by this hammer is equivalent to the training of Xiaosan to knock ten hammers these days!"

Tang Hao continued to count calmly.

These days, Xiaosan has just started learning how to swing the hammer, and swinging a hundred hammers at a time is the limit.

Then he will rest for a while, and then continue to strike a hundred hammers in one breath.

But if it was like Feng Xiaozi, every single blow with all his strength, at most fifty or sixty, would be exhausted, and it would not be easy to recover in a short time.

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

This is the case.

The further you go, the greater the consumption!

Tang Hao observed it very accurately. After 150 hammers, Wang Feng's breathing, although still smooth, was a little chaotic.

The sound is also uneven.

Seeing this, Tang Hao also nodded and left quietly.

"This kid Feng, usually looks lazy, and his bones are about to loosen... I didn't expect to be so powerful in secret! Whether it's talent or physical fitness, it's so strong! The people in the village are all looking away... I just thought that this kid's brain was shaking, I never thought that it would be so powerful, right?"

Tang Hao shook his head, he didn't have the heart to talk to the people in the village, he just needed to know this.

He didn't even bother to care about the third child, let alone the Feng boy.

"You'll stop when you're exhausted. Obediently take the hammer and a quarter of the original iron and bring it back." Tang Hao secretly said in his heart, "Well, I'll go back to sleep for a while..."

Tang Hao calculated that with the power of each hammer of Feng Xiaozi, more than 150 hammers, just enough to temper the piece of raw iron for a quarter of the time!

This is already scary!

It took ten days for Xiaosan to beat a piece of raw iron for two-thirds.

This maple boy can temper a quarter at a time!

Give him three or four days, and maybe the tempering will be completed directly. This is too exaggerated!

However, what Tang Hao didn't know was.

after he left.

Wang Feng did not stop as he thought, but still gritted his teeth and persisted.

One hundred and fifty hammers can only make his body feel tired, but the limit is far greater than this value!

If Tang Hao saw this scene, he would definitely stop it.

If you keep hitting like this, you will reach the zero limit that your body can withstand, and it will hurt your body!

Because, in the same sentence, at the same time as the percussion, Wang Feng will also be impacted by a great force!

But unfortunately, Tang Hao couldn't see it, so he walked back to the village.

It was already a little far from that remote place, and the subsequent percussion could not be heard.

clang clang!

clang!

"Five hundred hammers!"

After Wang Feng hit the last hammer, his whole body was extremely weak, and his consciousness began to blur.

However, it has not surpassed the limit!

Wang Feng looked at the original iron that had become much smaller. There was no fire burning, and it was red just after being hammered by him!

"Meteor tears didn't pour out energy...Meaning, I haven't surpassed the limit..."

Wang Feng gritted his teeth, clearly feeling that his body lacked any strength.

The limit, this is the limit! But, he wants to go beyond the limit!

"Beautiful girl, powerful martial spirit, gorgeous pretense... um... I have to persevere..."

Upright will, let Wang Feng persevere!

Thinking about it, Wang Feng continued to swing the giant hammer and knocked it down!

"Six hundred..."

"Seven hundred..."

clang!

clang!

Until the end, Wang Feng's consciousness was completely blurred, and his body was almost instinctive, hitting the original iron.

He didn't even know how many times he knocked!

However, until that piece, the original iron, was completely tempered successfully.

Wang Feng fell.

This time, he was really a drop... oh no, he didn't have any strength.

If Tang Hao was still there, he would be so shocked that his jaw dropped...

Because this 6-year-old boy could directly temper a piece of raw iron in one go! ! !

Boom!

As Wang Feng fell to the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Because, a familiar warm current slowly poured out from the position of the heart!

The power of meteor tears gushing out! Prove that he has finally surpassed the limits of his body once again!

——

Breakfast the next morning.

At this moment, Tang Haoyou woke up, eating breakfast that Tang San had already cooked.

However, he found out that Xiaosan was tinkering with herbal medicines today.

Tang Hao was stunned. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Little San, what are you doing with herbs? Are you injured?"

Tang San shook his head and said cautiously:

"No, today, Brother Feng and I agreed to have a fight. I was afraid that he would be injured, so I prepared an ointment for him in advance..."

As a Tang Sect disciple, he would naturally be able to configure a simple ointment.

Hearing this, Tang Hao fell silent.

The scene of the maple boy swinging the giant hammer sounded yesterday.

Feng Xiaozi should be slightly stronger than Xiaosan.

But children fight, be stronger, who will win is uncertain.

Xiaosan is usually stable, this idea must be proposed by Feng Xiaozi, it is estimated that he wants to test his own level?

Tang Hao is a smart person, and he probably guessed some reasons.

It's not enough, he doesn't bother to ask, it's just a fight between children, the mistress has always been steady and well-behaved, and there's no harm in fighting.

"Well, be careful yourself." Tang Hao said lightly.

Seeing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

If his father doesn't agree, he can't do it, but he still has to talk to his father about it.

"Father, I'm going out first."

Tang San put away the prepared ointment and walked outside.

Tang Hao nodded slightly.

Not long after Tang San left.

Tang Hao walked towards the stove, and suddenly, with a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw a piece of raw iron that had been tempered!

Suddenly, Tang Hao's body was shaken, and he looked at this piece of iron that had been tempered in disbelief.

This piece of raw iron is the one he saw yesterday that Wang Feng beat and tempered!

Subconsciously, Tang Hao wanted to rush out of the house and pull Tang San back...

But after thinking about it, forget it.

"Forget it, Xiaosan has prepared an ointment... just take it, it's for him."

"Feng boy, this freak!!!"

Tang Hao murmured to himself and walked to the inner room, then fell back to sleep...