Crossing Douluo's Book of Life and Death

Chapter 185 Over 50 Hammers

What Tang Yuan said was actually true.

Tang Yuan cannot actively control the use of the source of life force in the book of life and death, but when he is always running towards the limit of his body, the source of life force will be released from the book of life and death, slowly repairing Tang Yuan's consumption , and meridians, let him continue to break through the limit.

This is like placing a "protein water pump" in Tang Yuan's body. When Tang Yuan is exercising, if the muscles are damaged, there will be a steady stream of protein to repair the muscles.

In this way, Tang Yuan was provided with a lot of physical mobility, which greatly extended the time of Tang Yuan's physical limit.

In this situation, after the second awakening of the book of life and death, he felt it very strongly.

In addition, before the special training, Tang Hao sealed the soul power of both Tang Yuan and Tang San, relying purely on physical instinct for special training, so that Tang Yuan's body could be tempered to a greater extent.

Of course, with Tang Yuan's current practice, the passive release of the source of life force can no longer keep up with the speed of Tang Yuan's consumption. No need to stop.

Ten thousand hammers a day is really too childish for Tang Yuan.

However, Tang Yuan also knew that he could not swing the hammer endlessly. After the body became familiar with the forging hammer and had muscle memory, it also needed proper rest so that the body could better remember the feeling of swinging the hammer.

As for Tang Hao and Tang San, Tang Yuan's "cheating device" can be said to be all-encompassing. With the source of life force, Tang Yuan's cultivation speed can be said to be faster than riding a rocket.

Tang Yuan didn't notice Tang San and Tang Hao's expressions, he still grabbed a large piece of roasted soul beast meat, bit off a piece, chewed with puffed mouth, and took another bowl of wine to drink, happily endlessly.

On this day, his stomach was empty, he was immersed in the practice just now, he didn't feel anything, but now he tasted the aroma of meat and wine, the glutton could no longer restrain himself, and began to feast on it.

After all, although the power of life is good, it can't be eaten as food.

After the father and son had eaten and drank enough, Tang Hao massaged Tang San and Tang Yuan's brothers with medicated wine. He wiped the medicated wine on Tang San and Tang Yuan's bodies, and then concentrated his soul power on his hands, spreading the warm The medicinal wine quickly melted into the meridians of Tang San and Tang Yuan, quickly restoring their meridians.

Tang San was no better than Tang Yuan, he didn't have the warmth of life force, but now with Tang Yuan's medicinal wine, all his exhaustion from the day was dispelled.

In the days that followed, Tang Yuan only did two movements, raising the hammer, dropping the hammer, and raising the hammer again... It took a lot of trouble again and again. One month later, Tang Yuan hit at least 50 hammers.

The original [-] cm square iron mound has long since turned into a small iron block the size of a baby's fist.

If it is forged according to Tang Yuan's more than 50 hammers, let alone a big hammer with a square of [-] centimeters, even if it is a square of [-] centimeters, in less than half a month, it would have been hammered by Tang Yuan to be stronger than that of Nabo Qingquan. pure.

But on the tenth day, Tang Yuan had completely regarded the forging hammer as a part of his body, and then began to control the output power.

Not only did the counter-shock force between the hammer and iron be controlled at about [-]%, but also every time the hammer fell, there was no extra force overflowing, and the force emitted was not wasted at all, although the volume of the iron block decreased. The speed is getting slower and slower, but the removal of impurities in the iron block is getting faster and faster, and more and more.

In the end, the effect of Tang Yuan's falling hammer has even surpassed many members of the Lizhi clan who are good at forging.

The most ordinary iron mound has now been forged by Tang Yuan into refined iron, and Tang Yuan himself is also constantly forging himself in the process, making his explosive power stronger than before.

At this time, Tang Yuan was shirtless, revealing his perfectly lined upper body. Every inch of his flesh and blood seemed to contain endless energy. His angular figure seemed to be thinner than before, but his delicate skin and muscles Almost more solid than steel, more pure than gold and jade.

There seems to be no impurities at all.

In Tang Yuan's consciousness, he was not forging the iron mound, but forging himself. Every time the hammer fell, the fluorescence on his body became brighter.

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When the last hammer fell, the crisp sound spread far away, and the lake beside Tang Yuan was shaken with a slight ripple.

Tang Yuan put the long-handled casting hammer aside, took a deep breath, and stretched his limbs, feeling very refreshed.

At this time, the smell of meat wafted over. Tang Yuan finished his practice, walked over as usual, and sat down by the campfire.

Tang San handed over a skewer of barbecued meat, Tang Yuan was not polite, took it from his hand, took off the wooden skewer, grabbed the piece of meat with his hands and ate it.

At this time, Tang Hao poured a bowl of wine over.

Tang Yuan took it without looking up, and casually touched a glass with Tang Hao.

Immediately, the two raised their heads and drank the wine in the bowl, not a single drop was left.

In the past month, it can be said that Tang Hao has found a particularly desirable "drinking friend". If there is no Tang Yuan, Tang Hao's wine probably won't even taste good.

Tang Hao deeply felt that the wines of these years were all in vain...

Tang San just looked at these two people like this, and felt disgusted in his heart, this is really a father and son...

With the drinking method of Tang Hao and Tang Yuan, Tang San couldn't hold on after drinking for a few days, remembering how Tang Hao drank when he was a child, and looking at Tang Yuan, it really felt exactly the same.

The father and son drank and ate meat. Through the silent night, they felt like a paradise.

After a long time, Tang Hao took a sip of wine, hiccupped, and said, "Xiaoqi, your first stage of special training will end today. Tomorrow, start the second stage of special training with your brother."

Tang Yuan nodded, took a sip of wine, and said, "Okay!"

During this time, he occasionally noticed Tang San's special training, and he also learned a little about the content and general situation of the special training.

Afterwards, Tang Hao took out a short-handled wooden hammer from behind. It looked a little worse, and it could be seen that Tang Hao used a knife to chip it out bit by bit.

Tang Hao handed the wooden hammer to Tang San, and said: "Little San, for the second stage of your training, use this wooden hammer, give your brother the previous iron hammer, and guide your brother while training, can you do it?"

Tang San nodded heavily and said: "Father, it's okay."

Without raising his head, Tang Hao took another sip of his wine and said, "Okay, then you guys will start training tomorrow."

Tang San and Tang Yuan looked at each other and nodded.

Early the next morning, Tang Yuan couldn't wait to wake Tang San from his meditation, and said: "Brother, hurry up, take me to practice."

Tang San opened his eyes, looked up, the sky was gray and not bright yet, Tang Hao still hadn't woken up in the cave.

So Tang San smiled wryly: "Xiaoqi, why do you get up so early."

Tang Yuan curled his lips and said, "Brother, it's getting late."

After hearing this, Tang San shook his head helplessly, thinking that the time was almost up, he handed Tang Yuan a short-handled iron hammer, pointed to the waterfall, and said: "Well, you take this forging hammer first, Stand on that boulder first, and when you stand firm, I will teach you the next training, I will practice for a while."

Purple Qi is coming soon, because Tang San wants to cultivate "Ziji Demon Eye", he needs to use purple Qi to practice at this time of day every day, which is similar to Tang Yuan's "Yin Yang Refining Qi Art".

Tang Yuan took the short-handled hammer, shook it in his hand, curled his lips, and said, "Why is it so light?"

When Tang San heard it, he almost fell down, before he could speak, he saw Tang Yuan throwing him a back, looking at the hammer in his hand, muttering something, and walking straight to the waterfall.

Tang San also ignored it, continued to close his eyes, and immersed himself in cultivation again.

After a while, Tang San recovered from his training, opened his eyes, and saw Tang Yuan coming from the waterfall.

Tang San was still very puzzled, why did it end so soon, was he too tired?

Unexpectedly, Tang Yuan walked over with a relaxed face and said, "Brother, how do you practice next?"

Tang San looked bewildered, and said: "Next?"

Tang Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, didn't you say to stand firmly on the boulder first?"

Tang San nodded blankly and said: "Yes, you... have you stood firm?"

Tang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, it's not too difficult."

Tang San's face was dark, feeling deeply insulted, secretly said: "We still call ourselves monsters... This kid is really more monster than us... You can say he is a monster..."

Seeing Tang San stunned, Tang Yuan asked again: "Brother?"

"Ah?" Tang San came back to his senses, "Oh, then... let me take you to practice."

At this time, the sky was bright, Tang San's "Ziji Demon Eye" had also completed a day's practice, the absorption of purple energy was over, and he was about to start his second stage of training.

Tang San stood up, took the wooden hammer in his hand, and walked towards the waterfall.

Tang Yuan followed behind Tang San obediently.

At the bottom of the waterfall, Tang San found another boulder under the waterfall for Tang Yuan, and asked him to swing his hammer on it while resisting the impact of the waterfall.

From time to time, Tang San looked at Tang Yuan, saw him cultivating very hard without showing any fatigue, and was quite infected in his heart, so after being washed down by the waterfall again and again, he climbed up the boulder again without hesitation.

Fight for the tenderness in my heart.

The two brothers were like this, both under the waterfall, with no distractions, focused on swinging the hammer to practice.

After a while, Tang Hao came out of the cave, looked at the two figures under the waterfall, and nodded in relief.

Seeing that Tang Yuan was able to practice hammering while standing under the waterfall holding a hammer in less than a day, Tang Hao shook his head with a wry smile. His two sons were more monstrous than the other.

It must be her inheritance, not Ah Yin, um, it must be.

Tang Yuan was completely unaware of the outside world, and immersed himself in cultivation. For him, swinging the hammer under the waterfall really made his physique more perfect.

(End of this chapter)