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With this hammer, the whole pig iron turned into fragments and exploded! The flying red iron fragments were scattered everywhere!

Tang Hao stared at this scene in disbelief. He had never seen a six-year-old child do this.

Tang San was also in shock. As an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, he couldn't tell what technique An Qing used to hit him. The only thing he knew was that An Qing used the strength of his calves and the strength of his whole body. .

just.

Is this really what humans can do? Tang San asked himself that he had also seen the world in martial arts conferences, but those old monsters who were over a hundred years old might not be able to smash a red-hot pig iron into pieces without using their inner strength.

Since the Tang Sect did not specialize in physical arts, Tang San could not see the techniques used by An Qing for a while, but Tang Hao did.

Tang Hao carefully recalled An Qing's actions just now.

The two calves exerted force first, and when the force reached the waist, they were suddenly intercepted, and the arms were waved at the same time, until the hammer wielded by the arm was about to hit the pig iron.

Release the power from your waist! Just like a spring!

Immediately, a meteor-like impact hit the pig iron, causing it to fall apart.

But the most terrifying thing is not this, but that the big hammer An Qing held with one hand did not shake due to the rebound force after the smash!

If Tang Hao himself was as strong as An Qing, he would never be able to do this. Soon Tang Hao put a label of genius on An Qing's head.

But where is Anqing's genius?

Genius is a sapling that needs fertile soil to grow, and Anqing is already a towering tree rooted in solid soil, with a trunk covered with lines and extremely dense leaves!

It was also the first time for Anqing to use the hammer, so he had some difficulty controlling the force, but it didn't hurt.

The secret of An Qing's ability to remain motionless with one hand due to the recoil force was not that An Qing counteracted this force. On the contrary, An Qing converted this force into a forward force.

That is to say, the force that should have acted on An Qing was transformed into the driving force to move forward. This also means that An Qing's punch to others is equivalent to punching others twice, which is an extremely terrifying technique.

This method is called by the world.

Relief.

It's just that Anqing has reached the pinnacle in this aspect, and can already use this kind of offloading force to attack the enemy. It is simply unreasonable martial arts!

Originally, Anqing could directly hit the iron block in front of him with the same force without any hesitation. If he could hit it, it would definitely shock the father and son to death.

But An Qing chose to throw away this force, and this disappeared force was returned to the internal force by An Qing.

Anqing's own condition was no different from before the blow. It could be said to be a completely free blow.

Internal and external forces have already become interchangeable for Anqing. This alone is enough to shock the world.

call.

when.

An Qing put the hammer aside smoothly with one hand.

Tang Hao's eyes gradually became sharp. How could he not know what kind of resources it would take to cultivate such a person? Apart from Wuhun Palace, there is probably no one who can achieve such a level at the age of six. Can the forces do it?

If Tang Hao could attribute all of this to An Qing's own talent, he would be just a fool. Tang San thought the same way.

However, Anqing soon dispelled the two people's weird speculation.

An Qing was not proud, he just started to bend down, took out a piece of cloth and held it in his palm, and started to pick up the iron pieces scattered on the ground.

These red iron blocks were held in Anqing's hands.

"'not too good....."

An Qing said these three words coldly, and the aura of a peerless master just now disappeared. At this time, he looked panicked more like a child who was not good at expressing.

And he did the wrong thing.

Tang Hao's expression returned to calm.

He had also investigated the situation in this village. It could be said that he had watched Anqing grow up with his own eyes. Apart from helping his parents with farm work, he had no other activities.

There is absolutely no force like Wuhun Palace involved in An Qing's body, and An Qing's parents are just ordinary villagers with good roots.

So Tang Hao also dismissed the ridiculous ideas from his mind with some humor.

But don't expect that An Qing's temporarily exposed talent will make Tang Hao look good to An Qing. Tang Hao crossed his arms and showed an incredible sense of impatience.

"Kid, you smashed my pig iron now, and I have to do it again."

Tang San looked at his father in slight surprise. It's impossible that Tang Hao didn't see An Qing's actions just now, wasn't he even a little surprised?

Only he knows Tang Hao's thoughts.

An Qing, as a naughty kid who had eaten at other people's houses and accidentally destroyed other people's belongings, also kept saying sorry to Tang Hao blankly.

Wait until Anqing is sorted out.

Tang Hao unceremoniously picked up the broken piece of iron wrapped in cloth from An Qing's immature hands.

Tang Hao also regained his decadent look and said to the two half-year-old children Tang San and An Qing.

"Mistress, let's go outside and play with him."

It was also the first time that Tang San heard Tang Hao say these words. Today was probably the most gentle day Tang Hao spoke to him.

"Yes, father."

Tang San also nodded and led An Qing outside.

An Qing looked naturally dumb from beginning to end, completely letting Tang San take him away.

After Tang San led An Qing outside the blacksmith shop where he had not started working for a long time, Tang San formally asked An Qing a question.

"What is your background?"

An Qing and Tang San's eyes met. An Qing's eyes were always quite pure, not as messy as Tang San's. The two looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.

Finally, when Tang San was about to speak again, An Qing answered slowly.

"My name is Anqing, Anqing for safety, Qing for celebrations."

Tang San's eyes immediately became uncomfortable. How dare he wait for so long to say such a sentence? However, Tang San nodded and accepted this information.

He didn't feel any malice from An Qing.

As a result, An Qing's next sentence directly broke Tang San's defense.

"Tang Clan disciple, I want to spar with you."