By the fifth day, Tang San had been able to hold on to the cobblestone for five seconds.
Although he didn't have the help of soul power, standing on the stone, his body could gently move according to the special surname of the ghostly shadow to unload the impact of the waterfall, and find the best balance point to withstand the impact as much as possible.
Even if it was difficult to breathe, he held on as long as he could.
For Tang San, this is undoubtedly a good start.
As the saying goes, everything is hard at the beginning.
The initial persistence was undoubtedly the most painful.
Tang San not only had to endure the powerful impact of the waterfall, but also had to endure the pain of not being able to exert his soul power.
It's like an adult suddenly becoming a child, the strength shrinks instantly, and it always takes a while to get used to.
And the five-day period is exactly this process of adaptation.
For five days, constantly being hit by the current, Tang San gradually recovered from the pain of not being able to use Xuantian Gong, and with the improvement of his own wisdom from the wisdom skull, he gradually mastered the method.
From the sixth day onwards, the amount of time he spent on the cobblestone increased exponentially, and the casting hammer in his hand was finally ready to be wielded.
Working on smooth cobblestone is undoubtedly an extremely painful thing to do.
But Tang San was so smart, he didn't rush to start practicing the Cloak Hammer Method, but first adapted to the combat power in the waterfall as much as possible, and tried his best to control it at the balance point.
Let the waterfall wash away.
When Tang San was finally able to stand firm under the waterfall and would not be washed into the water again.
Tang Hao finally gave him a second instruction.
Practice.
Cultivating soul power.
Of course, for Tang San, it was to cultivate Xuantian Gong.
Tang San was very surprised by his father's statement, his Xuantian Gong's internal power had been sealed, how could he still cultivate, but when he really cultivated, he found that the seal his father gave him was very peculiar, although he couldn't use Xuantian Gong's internal force, his cultivation was not affected.
Whenever he began to cultivate in the void body, the accumulated internal force would naturally merge into the fiery seal after a week of circulation, and merge with his original internal force.
Although Tang San couldn't feel the extent of Xuantian Gong's progress by doing this, after cultivating, the speed of his body's recovery would obviously speed up.
Therefore, from this day on, Tang San practiced for three hours every day, and spent the rest of the time exercising under the waterfall.
The puff casting hammer smashed a small splash in the waterfall, circulating for a circle, and returning to the top of Tang San's head.
It worked.
Tang San was overjoyed, but he was only happy, and because he was unstable, he was washed down the waterhole by the waterfall.
Today was his fifteenth day here, and after unremitting efforts, he was finally able to successfully swing the first hammer of the Cloak without slipping off the cobblestone when he exerted his power.
With the first hammer there is a second hammer.
As Tang San continued to exercise, the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method began to show in his hands.
After all, the casting hammer was not a Haotian hammer, the weight was not so terrifying, and its own weight could also help Tang San stabilize his body on the stone.
Gradually, his mantle hammer technique became more and more proficient in the waterfall.
From the beginning of which can only splash a splash, to the wind and rain that dances later.
Under the waterfall, it is like a circular barrier, constantly blocking the impact of the waterfall and splashing a large splash.
The number of hammer swings is increasing rapidly and steadily.
In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
The last hammer was thrown out, and Tang San's body soared into the sky like a cannonball, facing the impact of the waterfall straight up ten meters.
Within ten meters, the waterfall was counterattacked upstream, and under the drive of his figure, it made a huge roar.
Even the rainbow that spanned the waterhole was stirred up at this moment.
Of course, that was not what Tang San's current strength could achieve, but the special surname of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method.
A hammer is stronger than a hammer, and the power of a hammer is superimposed on a hammer.
If it weren't for Tang San's own extremely strong physical fitness, the huge impact would have been enough to tear all the muscles on his body.
When the ninety-nine eighty-one hammer was all completed, the eighty-one superimposed powers were condensed, even if he couldn't use half of his soul power now, the terrifying attack power at that moment also surpassed his peak moment.
The force of the bang faded, and Tang San's body in the waterfall was smashed into the pool, but the excitement in his heart at this moment was indescribable.
Three months later, he finally fulfilled his father's request and finally swung the eighty-first hammer.
The current Tang San, his skin was filled with a healthy bronzer, and his height had increased a few points, although his hair and beard on his face looked very messy, but his eyes like cold stars were shining.
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When the water reversed, Tang Hao, who was sitting in the stone cave, had already opened his eyes, and a light of surprise flashed from the bottom of his eyes.
Even as the youngest Title Douluo in the mainland, he couldn't help but admire his son's excellence at this time.
At the beginning, it took him half a year to complete this step.
And Tang San, who was resolute, with the help of his talent, only took three months.
Jumping from the waterhole to the shore, Tang San held the casting hammer in one hand, and the first thing he saw was his father's eyes.
Tang Hao's gaze swept over his son, after these three months, the muscles on Tang San's body became clearer, although each piece was not exaggeratedly huge, but there was a faint halo on the skin, with his Title Douluo's eyesight, he could naturally see the explosive surname power contained in it.
"Dad, I made it.
Eighty-one hammers.
Tang San said to Tang Hao with some pride.
Eighty-one hammers, hearty eighty-one hammers, the kind of common crossing of mind and body made him full of excitement.
Tang Hao nodded to him, and spit out two words in his mouth, "Very good."
You need to do better, though. ” While speaking, Tang Hao took the casting hammer in Tang San's hand, and with a wave of his hand, the casting hammer had already risen into the sky like a meteor, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ignoring Tang San, who was a little sluggish, Tang Hao grabbed a big tree beside him with one hand, his hand cut into the tree like a sharp blade, and the entire big tree was directly cut off like tofu.
Tang Hao's hands were up, and all Tang San saw was sawdust flying and Tang Hao's illusory palm shadow.
You must know that his Purple Pole Demon Pupil has reached the third peak stage, and with his current eyesight, he can't see Tang Hao's movements clearly, which shows how fast Tang Hao is.
When Tang Hao stopped, another hammer appeared in his hand, which was exactly the same as the previous casting hammer, but it was made of a severed tree.
Stuffed the wooden hammer in his hand into Tang San's palm, "Next, use it to practice the Cloak Hammer Technique."
If the handle of the hammer is broken, you can do it yourself. ” Dropping this sentence, Tang Hao went back to his cave.
It was another simple explanation, but what was handed over to Tang San was an even more difficult task.
When he first took the wooden hammer, Tang San hadn't felt anything yet.
For three months, he was accustomed to using a casting hammer in dozens of catties, and at this time, holding this wooden hammer was as light as nothing.
When he went back into the water and swam towards the waterfall, it was much easier than before, the wooden hammer itself was buoyant, and it was so light, it almost saved one-fifth of the time, Tang San came to the waterfall.
However, when he climbed the cobblestone at the bottom of the waterfall, he immediately felt that something was wrong.
Under the tremendous impact of the current, his body shook, and he was almost washed off the cobblestone.
You know, these three months of exercise have long made him stand on the cobblestone and his body is as stable as a nail inserted.
How could he not be surprised by the sudden appearance of vague footsteps Soon, Tang San realized that something was wrong.
The casting hammer in the hand became a wooden hammer, and the difference in weight was huge.
His original focus and familiarity with the current have changed.
The weight is not the same, and it naturally becomes more difficult to stand firm.
Figure it out.
Tang San immediately understood a little bit of his father's intentions.
Clever enough to stand still, he didn't immediately swing the wooden hammer in his hand, but stood there steadily, controlling the wooden hammer to swing gently, feeling the feeling of the wooden hammer in the water.
The seemingly light wooden hammer has even greater resistance in the water than the previous casting hammer.
Its own lightness was affected by the dual effects of water buoyancy and impulse, making it even more difficult for Tang San to control.
When Tang San felt that he could regain his footing, he began to use the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method again.
The first hammer and the second hammer can still hold on normally, but it is not easy to handle, but when it comes to the third hammer, the fragility of the wooden hammer itself is broken in an instant when the water curtain is broken.
A wooden hammer, scrapped.
From this day on, Tang San entered the second stage of training.
He has no internal force, and he can't inject internal force into the wooden hammer to protect it, what he can do is to control the force as much as possible, and control the wooden hammer not to be broken by the water flow under the condition of continuous strength.
Not to be broken by one's own power.
The sudden increase in difficulty did not make Tang San flinch, but instead made his spirit more concentrated, and the more arduous special training began.
Nine months later.
With a piercing roar, a huge curtain of water rose into the sky.
This time, it is no longer part of the waterfall that is topped, but almost all of it that is up to 10 meters wide.
Under the waterfall, the figure that rose into the sky shimmered with bronze brilliance all over its body, shining like gold in the sunlight.
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Eighty-one hammers, Tang San had forgotten that this was the first eighty-one hammer he had completed.
To be continued: