Douluo: random item drop

With the arrival of the reward, Zhengyang's little mouth slowly formed a round O shape.

If barrages could be posted at this time, Zhengyang believed that the screen would be filled with "ohhhhhhhh" subtitles.

Just like before, the acquisition of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline directly raised Zhengyang's soul power to level 9.

And with the acquisition of nearly 85% of the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, the spirit power instantly broke through to level 10.

Zhengyang had a vague feeling of distension, and a slightly incomplete Clear Sky Hammer was floating quietly in his hand. Different from Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, the one in his hand was more noble, with purple color flowing between the cracks. Noble and cool.

"It's not fully awakened yet, it still needs some fragments! The soul power should have broken through the 10th level soul power, it's just one soul ring short of it!" Zhengyang thought like this, holding back his heart before looking for Tang San. Entered dreamland.

In his dream, Zhengyang dreamed that there was a little girl at the outermost edge of the Star Dou Forest. The spirit beasts did not harm her, but her sculpted face was harassed by rogue spirit masters. When the little girl was attacked At the critical moment, I woke up from the dream.

"Damn, what a nonsense dream you have. I have such inexplicable dreams at such a young age. The key is that no one knows the target."

After brushing his teeth and washing his face as usual, Zhengyang went out directly to find Tang San.

The training of a soul master is very simple. It is just ordinary meditation, breathing out the continental energy floating in the air and converting it into soul power. However, it is much faster to use Xuantian Kung to practice.

"Tang San, go to the back mountain to practice!" Zhengyang said loudly as he opened the door.

"Use your waist hard, like this, and each hammer will hit one surface."

"Stress your calves, waist, spine, and elbows one by one. This is the random cloak beating method!"

Tang Hao is teaching Tang San about forging.

Gray-white energy balls were falling continuously on the ground, and Zhengyang looked at them with greed.

many! ! ! !

There is also a blue one, no, Tang Hao, there is another purple one, my God! !

Seeing Zhengyang's eyes shining, Tang San scratched his head.

"Dad, Zhengyang is naturally strong, can you let him try it?" Tang San asked, begging.

Who knows that Zhengyang is not greedy for this forging, all he cares about is the energy ball under his feet.

"Is he born with divine power? Okay, let him try it." Tang Hao nodded in agreement.

Zhengyang was thinking about how to find a reason to pick up the energy ball, and Tang San's invitation was exactly what he wanted.

"Okay, I'm interested in blacksmithing now!" Zhengyang said with a smile.

Arriving at the red-hot forging platform, Zhengyang silently picked up the fallen energy ball. With a push of his palm, a forging hammer weighing about thirty kilograms fell into his hand.

"What a good boy, you really have some strength." Tang Hao saw Zhengyang lifting the hammer easily and shook his head slightly.

"Uncle Tang, shall I start?" Zhengyang said.

"Well, focus on forging a point."

Zhengyang straightened his body, and when his elbow came out, he felt a huge force, and there was a deafening sound of metal collision.

The dark miscellaneous iron instantly broke out into a dark red patch, and the iron sheet slowly peeled off to reveal silvery white fine iron.

Since Zhengyang was forged for the first time, his movements were not only clumsy but also very stiff.

"You also need to exert force on your waist." Tang Hao reminded.

Zhengyang didn't respond, but spread his legs slightly, and the muscles in his calves slowly tightened.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of hitting was rich in melody. Zhengyang slowly entered the state, and sweat fell unconsciously.

"Mistress, go kill the chickens in the backyard and get some nutrition for lunch today." Tang Hao said suddenly.

Tang San was stunned, why did he suddenly want to eat chicken? !

Am I being disliked? ! !Zhengyang's strength is really great. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to hold on without the blessing of Xuanyu hands and soul power.

Of course Tang San knew who this chicken was for. If he had to split it up, Zhengyang would have 6 points and he would only have 4 points.

"Calf, torso, relay! Do you understand?"

Tang Hao continued to teach Zhengyang.

Zhengyang was already a little exhausted at this time. For a six-year-old child, it was very rare to hit him hundreds of times continuously, but Tang Hao seemed to have no intention of letting him stop.

Suddenly, behind his back, a strong soul power was slowly injected into his body, and then his veins slowly moved around in a certain order, and the steps under his feet slowly became mysterious.

"Chaos cloak beating method!!!"

Zhengyang was shocked in his heart. He never expected that Tang Hao would directly hand over such a precious beating technique to him. More importantly, the information about picking up an energy ball was displayed in his mind.

[Picked up random cloak hammering method*1] (entry level 13 hammers)

Entry level?The highest level of Chaos Cloak Beating Technique is Nine-Nine 81 Hammers. When practiced to the extreme, it is no less than a nine-ring soul skill.

"Cloak, go!"

Since it was taught by Tang Hao himself, there was no need for him to hide it. With a loud shout, he threw the hammer in his hand into the air, turned his body, and wrapped the blue silver grass around his hand and the forging hammer at the same time.

"Soldier!!!"

It was no longer a collision between metals, but more like an interaction between the two, with a crisp iron sound and sparks flying everywhere.

"First hammer!"

"The Sixth Hammer!"

"The eighth hammer!"

"No.11 Hammer!"

"No.13 Hammer!"

Damn it, it’s reached its limit!

Zhengyang was a little selfless in forging, and the huge force in his hand that was comparable to a three-ring soul master's full blow had nowhere to vent. Zhengyang knew that if this force did not soften it, his arm would inevitably be twisted and shattered.

"Haotian's cloak! The 14th hammer!"

The broken Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand flashed for a moment, and then disappeared. Zhengyang successfully swung the No. 14 hammer.

When the No. 14 hammer hit, Zhengyang knew that his hammering skills had broken through. He was no longer limited to fourteen, but could continuously swing the hammer up to No. 20.

Golden light suddenly appeared, and more than two feet of golden light filled the air for a moment and then dissipated into little bits.

Zhengyang collapsed on the ground, sweat dripping heavily on the dust.

"That breath just now? Was it the Clear Sky Hammer?!" Tang Hao felt a familiar breath, but the moment was too short, and the breath was very turbid, so he was a little unsure.

"Zhengyang, I have decided to accept you as my closed disciple, are you willing? My forging skills are also famous on the mainland!"

Zhengyang lay on the ground and smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Tang, can you help me up before you accept me as a disciple? The ground is very hot."

"Oh! Get up, get up." Tang Hao hurriedly helped Zhengyang up. This was because he was so eager to recruit a disciple that he forgot this detail.

"By the way, there's this!"

Tang Hao picked up Zhengyang and made a small cut on his wrist. The blood slowly seeped and dripped on the metal that had just been forged.

"Uncle Tang, why is this?" Zhengyang asked.