Douluo's full-time God of War

Chapter 13 On the Importance of Posture

This was influenced by the bastard Ling Feng, because he would hear Ling Feng saying shit every day, so he also exploded.

The reason why Ling Feng didn't hide it from Tang Hao was because Tang Hao treated him very well even after his parents died, just as good as Tang San.

"The two of you really surprised me, especially you Xiaofeng. I'm afraid Douluo Dalu will become the world of you and Xiaosan in the future." Tang Hao said excitedly.

Then he was stunned for a moment, "Why is the Wuhun in your left hand just a sword handle?"

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

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

Seeing 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 bragged for a while, Ling Feng glanced at the forging furnace.

"Little San, let's compete to see who can swing the hammer more often."

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

Tang San is full of confidence in forging, he has learned from Tang Hao since he was a child, and now he can handle the biggest forging hammer with ease.

"I'll come first."

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

Holding the forging hammer used by Tang Hao with his right hand, he lifted it up easily. This time Tang San was not just forging, the moment he lifted the hammer, he activated the internal force of Xuantian Kung Fu.

when!
With a hammer down, he found that his strength was much greater than before, perhaps because of the awakened soul power, not only the slight changes in body coordination, but also the progress of Xuantian Kungfu.

After finding the method Tang Hao taught him, and adding his own strength, Tang San seemed to have taken a stimulant. The huge casting hammer was like cotton in his hands, and he directly swung more than 400 hammers in one breath.

Looking at Tang San who was already sweating profusely, 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 fine, after taking a deep breath, the internal strength of Xuantian Kungfu was exerted to the limit.

"ah!"

roar.

Then swung more than 200 hammers, and with a bang, Tang San sat paralyzed on the ground.

Show a venting smile.

Cool!
It's so cool, I didn't expect to use the limit to the extreme, and Xuantian Kungfu has been raised to another level. It was difficult for him to break through the bottleneck, but now he feels comfortable all over.

"Do you want a cigarette?"

Ling Feng leisurely walked over and handed Tang San a cigarette.

"Brother Feng, I swung six hundred hammers just now, you will lose."

"Really? Please don't doubt your brother Feng's ability."

Ling Feng still has confidence in his own strength, and now he has received a complete promotion.

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

Of course Tang San wouldn't believe it, the time for a cigarette is only a few minutes at most.

It took him nearly half an hour to swing more than 600 hammers just now, but it is obviously impossible for Ling Feng to want to exceed the number of more than 600 in just a few minutes.

Unless you open a plug-in.

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

Ling Feng did radio gymnastics on the spot to move his muscles and bones first.

The eaglets take off.

12345678, 22345678...

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

At the same time, Tang Hao was also full of doubts, watching Ling Feng make some strange movements with a dazed expression.

after a few seconds.

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

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

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

Hold it high above your head.

Then a cold light appeared in his eyes, and the hammer fell with a bang, and the whole hut could even feel a slight trembling.

"Tarzan meteorite fall!"

"What is Taishan Meteorite Pendant?" Tang San glanced at Tang Hao in confusion.

Tang Hao blushed, he didn't know what Ling Feng was talking about.

"do not know."

In short, Ling Fengfeng roared, and the whole person entered the peak state, the huge hammer spun in his hand, and the arm and arm seemed not to be his, following the frantic swing.

faster and faster.

It was so fast that only a phantom arc could be seen.

Ling Feng found that he had really become stronger. Since the fusion of blood vessels, his physique was no longer that of a mortal body. In addition, after the martial soul and soul power were activated today, how much his strength had increased. He felt that as long as he had luck and strength, The whole body was filled with something, as if there was an inexhaustible force dominating him.

Tang San was already in a daze, brother Feng must have taken medicine!

Why is it windy?
Tang Hao also frowned. What happened to Ling Feng?I have never seen him have such a physique before, this strength is too strong, and he can complete the casting so perfectly without using any skills.

10 minutes passed.

With a loud bang, the casting hammer in his hand fell down.

Ling Feng stood in front of the forging furnace.

"Is it over? Brother Feng."

"ended."

"Father, how many hammers did Brother Feng swing?"

"Swinged 10 hammers in 750 minutes..."

hiss!
Tang San took a breath, is Brother Feng a devil?

Six hundred hammers in 10 minutes, is this something people do?
Ling Feng walked over to the table shyly, 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 him.

"Gollum!"

Drink it in one gulp.

"Good wine! It's just that I feel a little floaty after drinking it."

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

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

Ling Feng immediately regained his energy, 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 indifferently: "You two forging methods are wrong. If you two can correctly grasp the forging posture, at least you can improve it to a higher level."

"The so-called correct method is to exert force from the calf, transmit the force to the waist, then release it to the back, arms, and finally release it. Only then can the maximum force be exerted, causing fatal destruction to a single point."

With that said, Tang Hao demonstrated in person.

I saw him lift the hammer slightly, let out a low shout, turned his body halfway, his feet clinging to the ground, and the two calves outside the ragged trousers suddenly tensed up. , turned back, and the casting hammer in his hand slammed down.

boom!
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