Chapter 5: Maple boy, this freak!

　　 Clang!
　　 Clang!
　　 Clang!
　　 There was a percussive sound.
　　 Tang Hao's sight.
　　 The little boy who was only half his height picked up a sledgehammer about the height of his body.
　　 Click, knock again, that piece of raw iron!
　　 Speed, not fast.
　　 But, very stable!
　　 to the back, steady, almost the power of every hammer has not changed at all!
　　 This is very scary!
　　 You need to know that it is very difficult to control the power of each hammer to temper the original iron!
　　 Tang Hao was originally the existence of the once titled Douluo, and now he is nesting in the Holy Soul Village. After several years of iron work, he naturally knows the difficulties.
　　 "Ten... Twenty... Thirty... Fifty..."
　　 Tang Hao stood in the dark, counting every hammer that Wang Feng hit.
　　 Fifty hammers!
　　 It's hard to imagine, this is usually very lazy, very clever and clever, and he likes to come to the door to eat, but he is kicked out.
　　 He looked at the little guy who grew up!
　　 unexpectedly, possesses a natural supernatural power that can be compared to a junior!
　　 This really made Tang Hao very surprised!
　　 Moreover, this kid is probably talented, even better than the junior!
　　Because, although Xiao San is equally smart, it is difficult to be like this Maple boy, with every hammer and strength controlled so delicately! A big difference!
　　 The more so, the more so!
　　 "If you talk about the first ten hammers, when Feng Xiaozi swings the giant hammer, there are still some problems with the force, resulting in uneven power. But since the eleventh hammer... the power of each hammer has been controlled very skillfully."
　　 Tang Hao looked more and more surprised.
　　 This means that this kid has unparalleled insight and control over every muscle in his body!
　　 can do it, so quickly comprehend the skills of ironing!
　　 Still no one is pointing!
"Although the junior’s comprehension is good, and the control of the body is not bad, I didn’t give any guidance. But it was only after a day of knocking that I barely learned to control every inch of the body’s percussion. But, even so, the junior’s heat , Is far from enough. It will take more than ten days at least... to see initial results."
　　 Tang Hao's eyes flickered.
　　'S gaze fell on the maple boy.
　　 Tang Hao seemed to see Wang Feng's heart, as if he had endless power, a stream of blood spewed out, like the original power.
The soles of the feet are like sticking to the ground, and the power gushing out from the heart seems to be transformed into a stream of colored energy, emanating from the ground, growing from the calf, and then to the thigh, flowing through the waist as the axis, the back, The arms finally gathered in the palm of the hand holding the sledgehammer.
　　 Clang!
　　 is a perfect blow, hitting the original iron!
　　 makes a pleasant and perfect sound!
　　 "I haven't taught Xiaosan these techniques, because it's a bit early for the Xiaosan who can only swing the hammer. As for the chaotic cloak hammer method, it's even early! It needs some time."
　　 Tang Hao murmured, "Unexpectedly. These skills, this Maple boy, actually understood these skills by himself? Genius?"
　　 Tang Hao felt that this could not be described as a genius.
　　 If someone teaches it, he will learn it quickly. This is smart.
　　 If someone teaches you, you will learn it. This is a genius.
　　 But if no one teaches it, understand it yourself...this? ? ?
　　The genius among the geniuses?
　　 "Just by swinging ten hammers, I can immediately comprehend the skills I have summarized for so many years..."
　　 Tang Hao looked at the tiny figure, still wielding the giant hammer tirelessly.
　　 He suddenly felt a long-lost special sensation.
　　 Back then, he was also a genius...
　　 But now...
　　 Tang Hao felt a sense of a long-lost gap. Although it was small and small, he didn't care, and quickly let go.
　　 However, it has been a little more special for him, who has made Gu Jing not waved over the years, who is extremely decadent.
　　 Of course, Tang Hao didn't know.
　　Wang Feng can comprehend these skills so quickly...because he has the knowledge of the previous life.
　　 In other words, these skills are well-known on the earth, let alone that he has seen Douluo Continent.
　　 As a traverser, in addition to the golden finger given by the system, Wang Feng naturally also has to take advantage of the traverser.
　　 Otherwise, what kind of traverser? Wang Feng didn't want to embarrass the seniors.
　　 Foresight, strong acceptance, unique insight, certain knowledge reserves, etc., are all advantages of the traverser.
　　With golden fingers, these advantages will be maximized!
　　 Therefore, Wang Feng is just using these skills quickly and proficiently, not his own comprehension...
　　 However, at this moment, he was focusing on beating the original iron, and he did not notice at all. Tang Hao observed his every move!
　　 Naturally, he was regarded as a genius among geniuses!
　　 With each hammer hit, Wang Feng felt his body heat up extremely.
　　 The power consumed by this hammer is greater than any previous exercise!
　　 plus the strength of the shock, it also brought a great load to Wang Feng's body!
　　’One breath, five hundred hammers! It should be the limit! 'Wang Feng breathed smoothly.
　　 He knows that in any exercise, breathing is the most important, although Wang Feng does not know any special breathing method.
　　 But steady and regular breathing can maximize the exercise of each hammer!
"Physical strength and endurance are also extraordinary... It has been more than a hundred hammers... The breath is not messy at all. From this point, it has exceeded the junior third. Moreover, the junior third can't do every hammer, it is a full blow, strength The control is so exquisite! The effect of this hammer is equivalent to the ten hammers of the junior three training these days!"
　　 Tang Hao calmly continued counting.
　　 In these days, I have just started to learn how to swing a hammer, swinging a hundred hammers at a time is the limit.
　　 Then he will rest for a while, and then continue to hit a hundred hammers in one breath.
　　 But if it is Feng Xiaozi, with every hammer, full blow, up to fifty or sixty hammers, it will be weak, and it will not be difficult to recover in a short time.
　　 "One hundred and fifty hammers in one breath should be the limit of the Maple boy. Moreover, this knocking method consumes a lot of the body, and it will not fully recover for a long time." Tang Hao observed.
　　 This is the fact.
　　 Vaguely backward, the more consumption!
　　 Tang Hao observed very accurately. After one hundred and fifty hammers, Wang Feng's breathing, although still smooth, was a little messy.
　　The sound is also uneven.
　　 Seeing this, Tang Hao also nodded and left quietly.
"This Maple boy, usually looks lazy, his bones are loose... I didn't expect to be so powerful in the dark! Whether it is talent or physical fitness, they are so strong! People in the village, all look at it... I just thought that this kid had a sharp mind, but I never thought it would be so powerful, right?"
　　 Tang Hao shook his head. He didn't have the mind to talk to the people in the village. If he said this, he knew it.
　　 Even Xiao San'er, he didn't bother to care about it, let alone Feng Xiaozi.
　　 "When you are weak, you will stop. Obediently bring the hammer and a quarter of the original iron back." Tang Hao secretly said in his heart, "Well, I will go back and sleep for a while..."
　　 Tang Hao calculated that with the strength of each hammer of the Maple boy, more than one hundred and fifty hammers, just enough to quench that piece of raw iron by a quarter!
　　 This is already scary!
　　 It took ten days for Xiaosan to hammer out two thirds of a piece of original iron.
　　 This maple boy can refine a quarter at a time!
　　 Give him three or four days, maybe it will be completed directly, this is too exaggerated!
　　 However, what Tang Hao didn't know was.
　　 after he left.
　　 Wang Feng did not stop as he thought, but still clenched his teeth and persisted.
　　 One hundred and fifty hammers can only make him feel tired, but the limit is far greater than this value!
　　 If Tang Hao saw this scene, he would definitely stop it.
　　 If you keep hitting like this, you will reach the zero point that your body can withstand, and it will hurt your body!
　　Because, as it was, Wang Feng would also be impacted by a great force at the same time he hits!
　　 But unfortunately, Tang Hao couldn't see it, he walked back to the village.
　　 It was a little far away from that remote place, and I couldn't hear the subsequent percussion.
　　 clang clang clang!
　　 Clang!
　　 "Five hundred hammers!"
　　 After Wang Feng hit the last hammer, his body was exhausted and his consciousness began to blur.
　　 But, it has not surpassed the limit!
　　 Wang Feng looked at the original iron that had become so much smaller, there was no burning fire, just being hammered by him, it turned red!
　　 "Meteor tears did not gush out the energy... It means that I have not exceeded the limit..."
　　 Wang Feng gritted his teeth, clearly feeling that his body didn't have any strength.
　　Limit, this is the limit! But he wants to exceed the limit!
　　 "Beautiful girl, powerful martial soul, gorgeous pretense... um... I want to insist..."
　　 Upright will, let Wang Feng persevere!
　　 Thinking about it, Wang Feng began to wield the giant hammer and knocked it down!
　　 "Six hundred..."
　　 "Seven hundred..."
　　 Clang!
　　 Clang!
　　 Until the end, Wang Feng's consciousness was completely blurred, his body was almost instinctive, hitting the original iron.
　　 He doesn't even know how many times he has tapped!
　　 But, until that piece, the original iron, was completely tempered successfully.
　　 Wang Feng fell down.
　　 This time, he was really a drop...Oh no, no strength at all.
　　 If Tang Hao is still there, I’m afraid I’ll drop my jaw...
　　Because this six-year-old boy, he even tempered a piece of raw iron in one go! ! !
　　 boom!
　　 As Wang Feng fell to the ground, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
　　Because, a familiar warm current slowly poured out from the heart!
　　 The power of falling stars and tears! It proved that he finally surpassed the limit of the body again!
　　
　　 Early morning breakfast the next day.
　　 At this moment, Tang Hao woke up leisurely, eating breakfast that Tang San had already cooked.
　　 found out that Xiao San was actually tinkering with herbs today.
　　 Tang Hao was startled, and was silent for a moment, before asking: "Little San, what are you doing with medicinal herbs? Are you injured?"
　　 Tang San shook his head, cautiously:
　　 "No, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Today I agreed with Feng Ge to fight. I'm afraid he is hurt, so I will prepare the ointment for him in advance..."
　　 As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he would naturally prepare a simple ointment.
　　 Hearing this, Tang Hao fell silent.
　　 rang the scene where the Maple kid was swinging the giant hammer yesterday.
　　 Maple boy, should be a little stronger than the junior.
　　 But if the kids fight, be stronger, it's impossible to say who wins.
　　 Xiaosan is usually stable. This idea must have been proposed by the Maple boy. I guess I want to test my level?
　　 Tang Hao is a clever man, he probably guessed some reason.
　　 is not enough, he is too lazy to bother, the kids are just fighting, Xiao San has always been prudent and well-behaved, and there is no harm in fighting.
　　 "Well, be careful yourself." Tang Hao said lightly.
　　 Seeing this, Tang San heaved a sigh of relief.
　　If the father disagrees, he can't handle it, but he still has to talk to his father about this matter.
　　 "Then father, I will go out first."
　　 Tang San collected the prepared ointment and walked outside.
　　 Tang Hao nodded slightly.
　　 was shortly after Tang San left.
　　 Tang Hao walked towards the furnace, and suddenly, with a glance, he saw a piece of hardened raw iron!
　　 Suddenly, Tang Hao's body shook, and he looked at this piece of raw iron that had been tempered in an incredible way.
　　 This piece of raw iron is surprisingly the raw iron he saw yesterday that Wang Feng beat and tempered!
　　 Subconsciously, Tang Hao wanted to rush out of the house and pull Tang San back...
　　 But after thinking about it, forget it.
　　 "Forget it, Xiao San prepared the ointment...just as it is, it is for him."
　　 "Maple boy, this freak!!!"
　　 Tang Hao muttered to himself and walked to the inner room, then fell asleep...