Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

"The power of the first form of Golden Lotus should be more than this."

Wang Feng did not look at the little bird again, but just thought, "I don't have a soul ring yet. If I have a soul ring, the first form of the golden lotus should be able to derive other abilities."

In other words, this is just the ability carried by Golden Lotus itself.

Only after possessing the soul ring can Jin Lian's other abilities be unlocked.

That is the real soul skill!

"It's really strong..."

Wang Feng felt the mysterious Qinglian Martial Spirit in his body.

The golden lotus in its first form alone has such terrifying recovery ability!

If you reach a higher state later, the second, third, fourth form, etc., I wonder what kind of abilities you will have?

Wang Feng couldn't imagine it.

He walked towards the small lake in the distance, wanting to take a cold bath to calm his burning heart before exercising!

However, Wang Feng didn't know.

Not long after he left.

The little bird chirped excitedly, and swung its wings toward a branch the size of a thumb, sparing no effort.

Whoa, a flash of light!

The branch was broken in two!

If Wang Feng were here, he would probably be so shocked that his jaw would drop!

Even though the branch is very small, it can be cut into two pieces with just its wings...

This is no longer an ordinary bird!

But...a soul beast!

This ordinary little bird has surprisingly evolved into a real soul beast!

Moreover, it is not an ordinary soul beast!

She has opened her mind!

Watching Wang Feng leave, the little bird stood on the branch, blinked, and did not look away for a long time.

For the first time, Wang Feng accidentally used the full power of the first form of the Golden Lotus, which was far beyond Wang Feng's own imagination!

It not only restores and heals, but also gives it the ability to practice and enlighten spiritual wisdom!

Wang Feng walked to a small lake, took off his shirt, jumped over the dragon gate, and jumped in.

"The soul ring may take some time. After all, hunting soul beasts is not easy."

Wang Feng swam nimbly in the water like a mermaid, but he was constantly thinking in his mind.

Wang Feng knows that his current physical fitness and defense are very strong. An ordinary knife may not be able to hurt yourself.

He also had endurance, which was so strong that Wang Feng's scalp went numb.

But others, such as speed, strength, flexibility, etc., are about twice as strong as an adult man.

Compared with the special forces in the previous life, they are slightly stronger. That's why I can crush the mistress.

But compared to those truly top military kings, there is still a clear gap.

But in Douluo Continent, if you want to hunt soul beasts, this little power is not enough.

The first form of Golden Lotus has no lethality, which means that in the early stage, when I was level 20, before the second form appeared, I might have to rely on hand-to-hand combat?

Moreover, it is somewhat unrealistic to comprehend the mysterious humanoid martial spirit without having a clue.

While thinking about it, Wang Feng swam ten times towards the small lake and then walked ashore.

Started normal exercise.

First, sprint around the grove for ten times, then jump on the branches to practice agility. From one point to another, you can't break a branch.

Then there’s the obstacle course in the woods!

Over the past month, Wang Feng has set up nearly ten kinds of traps, large and small, in this small forest for training!

Some are ground traps, some are flying rocks, and there are also obstacle traps made with various farm tools and sharp weapons.

A curved route is arranged around the grove.

very horrible!

Even if the special forces in the previous life ran into this obstacle and ran to the back, they would probably be covered in injuries!

But Wang Feng indeed walked through it like a stroll, unscathed.

This kind of reaction is the key to being able to catch Xiao San's pebbles before.

Then Wang Feng began to carry a flattened tree trunk, which was four or five meters long, and began various trainings.

This tree trunk weighs at least a hundred kilograms. Training with weights will bring a huge load, and it is also difficult to control.

However, Wang Feng was firmly fixed.

Jump frogs, push-ups, dumbbell lifts, running with weights, swings in the lake, and the essential squats!

Anyway, Wang Feng could think of exercises from his previous life, and he tried them all.

But as physical fitness increases, it becomes difficult to reach physical limits.

Mainly because of my physical strength, it’s too strong.

Sometimes I don't feel tired even after doing it for a long time.

The transformation brought about by Meteor Tears is the strongest in terms of defense and endurance.

It may also be due to the direction of your own exercise.

"Gotta strengthen..."

Wang Feng thought, "We need to strengthen the weight-bearing. It is best to restrain it all over the body... long-term weight-bearing training... without taking it off when eating, drinking, or sleeping."

"Speaking of strength training... By the way, the random cloak hammering technique."

Thinking of this, Wang Feng's body trembled.

Even if Tang Hao doesn't need to talk about the random cloak hammer.

He had read the original book, so he knew it naturally.

The most powerful part of this hammering technique is to use force to exert the rebound force of a full blow, change the posture, and exert this rebound force again, so that the power of each hammer gradually increases.

To be honest, it's a bit unscientific.

It's like a perpetual motion machine. In theory, one hammer can be infinitely stronger than the other!

It’s just that the farther back you go, the greater the consumption, and the more terrifying the power exerted!

With the strength of Tang Hao's Titled Douluo, it seemed that he could only swing ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers? Anyway, Wang Feng couldn’t remember clearly.

But even the power of the eighty-one hammer increases geometrically. You can imagine how perverted it was in the end...

However, Wang Feng thought about it and decided not to let Tang Hao teach him this unique skill.

It was only after Xiao San'er awakened the second Clear Sky Hammer spirit that Tang Hao reluctantly handed over this secret skill to Tang San.

This is how you teach your biological son.

Let alone myself.

"But, can I try it myself?" Wang Feng's eyes lit up.

You just need to practice in this direction, right?

Leverage your strength, each hammer is stronger than the last...

After all, we are also time travellers, we have a clear vision, and we have been transformed by Meteor Tears. Why can't we be self-taught?

The technique of leveraging force has long been popular in China.

Co-author, he Tang Hao can create this hammering technique.

Can’t I, Wang Feng? Why do you have to learn his random cloak hammering technique?

It’s okay if I’m a salty fish. But I already have a golden finger, why can’t I try it?

After finding the direction, Wang Feng swung the tree trunk and jumped up excitedly.

Then he went to Tang Hao's blacksmith shop and borrowed a hammer.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Hao, do you have the larger raw iron here?"

When they arrived at Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, they could still see Tang San hammering raw iron.

Tang Hao on the side looked at him and seemed to be giving instructions.

Old Jack has probably finished talking to Tang Hao.

After Tang Hao learned that his son also owned the Clear Sky Hammer, he handed over the basics of the Chaos Cloak Hammer technique to Tang San.

Wang Feng glanced at Tang San and probably knew that Tang San should have learned it.

"Big raw iron, how big do you want it to be?"

Tang Hao glanced at Wang Feng.

"About fifty pounds?"

Wang Feng asked, "It's best to have a few more dollars."

Wang Feng wanted to use these raw iron to create refined weight-bearing protective gear.

Fifty pounds of raw iron, after tempering, why do you still have twenty or thirty?

If it is made into protective gear and worn on the body for training, the training consumption will be much higher.

"Have."

Tang Hao took out a few pieces of raw iron and said, "You kid, what are you doing with these?"

"Hey, you'll know when the time comes."

Wang Feng picked up four pieces of raw iron weighing about two hundred kilograms, picked up the hammer, and ran away in a flash.

"Brother Feng probably wants to train himself... However, it's so heavy and it's not easy to train on your body. Besides, he doesn't know how to blacksmith."

Tang San watched Wang Feng leave and couldn't help but wonder.

Tang Hao on the side glanced at his son and thought to himself, Mr. Feng really doesn't know how to blacksmith.

But he is much better than you...

By simply hitting it with a hammer, you can break a small piece of iron into raw iron with one full blow.

Amazing endurance. I don’t know how many hammers Feng Xiaozi had hit at that time.

"Brother Feng has to fight with that Master Su Yuntao for only three months. I really don't know what he thinks."

Tang San said again with a smile.

"Oh?"

Tang Hao was startled, "This Su Yuntao, let me tell you, isn't he a level 26 fighting spirit master? He is a six-year-old child, and he still wants to fight a fighting spirit master?"

"Yeah, so I feel a little weird..."

Tang San thought to himself that if he forged the hidden weapon, he might have a chance to compete with Su Yuntao.

Hidden weapons need to be in the dark to be most powerful. In an open fight, the power is much less powerful.

He lost to Brother Feng that day. If he had thrown stones in secret, Brother Feng might not have been able to react.

"It's interesting. Tell me about it one day. I want to see it."

Tang Hao said casually.

"it is good."

Tang San was stunned, wondering how his father could be interested in this matter.

"Okay mistress, no need to knock for now, I will demonstrate to you again the technique I just mentioned, pay attention to my body posture..."

……

a few days later.

Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the hammer, and murmured:

"The blacksmithing method taught by my father is so amazing. I can swing eight hammers in a row, which is my limit... I don't know what Brother Feng is doing these days."

However, Tang San felt extremely excited when he thought of this forging hammer method that relied on strength.

"Go and find three of them... In the past few days, he often comes to buy raw iron. Does he make it himself?"

Tang San couldn't help but feel curious, "But blacksmithing is not that simple. Dad's stove and bellows are the only ones in the village. Just relying on a simple hammer is of no use..."

So, after Tang San finished today's task training, he went directly to the village chief's house to find Brother Feng.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Jack told him that Brother Feng was not at home, but wild outside, and only came back with a silly smile every night.

"Could it be that Brother Feng is in that grove?"

Tang San's heart moved, and he immediately walked towards the woods outside Wang Village.

After walking some distance.

suddenly.

The ground shook slightly.

Listen carefully…

clang!

clang! !

clang! ! !

The familiar sound of blacksmithing sounded, and Tang San was stunned for a moment, then walked slowly towards the source of the sound...

Not long after, I saw a familiar figure, sweating profusely, swinging a hammer and striking the fixed raw iron.

Seeing this, Tang San was stunned again, thinking to himself, Brother Feng is really serious, how can he do it like this?

Thinking about it, Tang San looked at it intently... At this sight, he was stunned!