Tang San had never seen his father's face so wonderful, all kinds of complicated emotions kept appearing on Tang Hao's face, and after a long time, he slowly said a word, "Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand."
Forever. ” Tang San nodded inexplicably.
Tang Hao stood up and went back to the room without looking back.
While making lunch, Tang San thought about the martial soul world he came into contact with today, the twin martial souls, it seemed that there should be very few in this world, otherwise, his father would not be so surprised.
It seems that his hammer martial soul seems to have touched him a lot.
For him, what is more important is the relationship between the martial soul and Xuantian Gong, if that soul ring is the key to his Xuantian Gong's inability to break through, then, no matter what, he must find a way to get a soul ring to test.
During lunch, Tang Hao seemed very silent, even the amount of food seemed to be much less than before, and his eyes fell on Tang San from time to time, as if he was hesitating about something.
After lunch, Tang San habitually prepared to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but was stopped by Tang Hao.
"I'll clean it up later.
Little San, let me ask you, do you want to become a soul master?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, looked at Tang Hao, he was unwilling to deceive his father, and after hesitating for a moment, he still nodded.
Tang Hao sighed, his face looked a little older, "You still have to choose to go this way after all."
He just said it again, and went back to his room.
Tang San found that when Tang Hao sighed, there was disappointment in his mood, but more of a relieved expression.
He understood that there seemed to be a lot hidden in his father's heart.
After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Tang San returned to his room to continue his work, and the jingle of the casting hammer and the iron block sounded rhythmically.
Although he didn't know when he would be able to build this piece of pig iron to the size of Tang Hao's fist, this casting method had a lot of benefits for improving his use of Xuantian Gong, and the effect on physical exercise was also good.
Tang San had already begun to try to swing the hammer with as little Xuantian Gong internal force as possible, so that he could sustain it for a longer time with each successive swing.
When the afternoon beating was carried out more than three hundred times, and it felt that the piece of pig iron had been removed from some impurities, the door curtain was lifted, and Tang Hao walked in.
He didn't seem to have built a farm tool this afternoon, at least Tang San didn't hear the familiar sound of beating.
"Daddy."
Tang San looked at his father, and the hammer in his hand unconsciously stopped.
Tang Hao made a gesture for him to continue, and then walked to the side and stood still, not speaking, just looking at him.
Tang San continued to swing the hammer at this time, and at this time, the clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat.
With his current internal strength, it is not enough to adapt to the temperature, not to mention, this is definitely a heavy physical labor.
When, dang, dang, dang, the sound of percussion kept sounding, Tang San's young body was not proportional to the hammer in his hand, but every time the hammer was picked up, it was tiger and tiger.
Tang Hao secretly said in his heart, with innate divine power and innate soul power, it was no wonder that he could swing the hammer at such a young age.
Old Jack's words may be right, he should not affect the development of this child because of his decadence, and let him go on his own in the future.
Looking at Tang San, who was sweating like rain, Tang Hao finally made up his mind.
"Stop."
Tang Hao said.
Tang San put down the hammer in his hand and took a slight breath, quietly urging the Xuantian Gong in his body to breathe in order to restore his physical strength.
Tang Hao walked up to Tang San, took the hammer in his hand, and then looked at the reddish iron burning on the stove, "Beating like you, even if it takes a year, it won't make it the size of a fist." ” Tang San raised his head and looked at his tall father, "Then what should I do?"
Tang Hao said coldly: "Tell me, when you swing the casting hammer to hit it, where is the first place in your body to exert force?"
Tang San thought for a moment and said, "It should be the waist."
Pull the back from the waist and then the arm to pick up the casting hammer" Tang Hao did not affirm or deny Tang San's statement, and continued to ask, "What is the most important place in the human body besides the brain?"
"It's the heart."
Tang San replied without hesitation.
The heart and brain are also instantly fatal places, and the brain is protected by the skull, but the heart is only skin and muscles.
As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he is very clear about the structure of the human body, and piercing the enemy's heart with a hidden weapon is the most effective and concise deadly method.
Tang Hao paused for a moment before saying, "Then tell me again, a person has several hearts." ” "Ah" Tang San looked at him in surprise, a little confused.
Needless to say, how many hearts do people have?
"Answer me."
Tang Hao looked at him coldly, the oppressive force of his body and breath made Tang San a little breathless.
"One."
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Tang Hao shook his head and said, "No, you are wrong.
Remember, there are three human hearts, not one. ” "Three" Tang San looked at Tang Hao dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant.
Tang Hao reversed the casting hammer in his hand and touched Tang San's two calves with the handle of the hammer, "Here."
The muscles in the two lower legs of the human being are the second and third hearts.
If a person wants to exert all his strength, then it must be the result of three hearts working at the same time.
Therefore, when exerting force, it is not starting with the waist.
Three hearts are the starting point. ” "When the heart in your chest beats rapidly, the mana starts from the two lower legs, and the power is transmitted, to the thighs, through the waist, back, arms, and finally released.
That's the full blow.
The heart exerts force, and the waist is the axis.
Look. ”: