Douluo: I Am Green Fat

What everyone present did not see was that the moment the fist and the hammer met, the green skin on the fist flashed away, and the strength of the fist increased again. Tang Ming had no way of knowing how much.

Bang. . .

A huge collision sound sounded between the two people. Under the huge effect of the two forces, strong winds brought up gusts of wind, blowing the sand on the ground between the two people to all sides.

The smoke and dust dispersed, forming a circle five meters around the two of them, as if a vacuum had been swept away.

Looking at Tang Li again, he plowed the ground with his feet and drew two ravines. He slid far back and retreated a full 20 meters before slowly stopping.

The huge eight-edged hammer was held horizontally in front of Tang Li. The six yellow, yellow, purple, and black soul rings were beating up and down on the hammer. Tang Li felt the power of Tang Ming's blow just now. The fist force must have been two thousand kilograms. Above, this kind of power should never appear in a child who has not awakened his martial spirit. He looked at his son in disbelief.

Tang Ming was not feeling well now. The blow at the peak of his full strength was too much for him even though he was physically strong. His right hand drooped weakly, and the iron wrist guard on his hand was shattered and torn by the huge force. It split open and flew around.

The entire finger bone seemed to be shattered inch by inch, and blood seeped out from the small wounds. The pain slowly came over, making Tang Ming frown.

What was that fleeting feeling of power? In the past, Tang Ming's physical fitness increased every time his strength increased. During the couplet with his father, he only scratched his skin. This time, the fleeting increase in strength caused huge trauma to his entire right hand. This was also the most serious incident since Tang Ming traveled through time.

Every time he was injured before, he would heal quickly, but he didn't know what the bone injury would be like this time.

Withdrawing from his thoughts, Tang Ming looked at his father, pointed to his left hand helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Dad, if you keep hitting me, my hand may be broken!"

Tang Lil was stunned for a moment. He knew his son's terrible physique, but why did he suffer so much damage this time?

He put away his martial spirit and stepped forward quickly, walked to Tang Ming and supported him, saying, "Why is it so serious? This time, the physique has not increased? Has it only increased the strength?"

The little girl who was watching the battle in the distance ran to the two of them with tears in her eyes. Her milky voice was mixed with the sound of crying: "Dad, don't hit me anymore. I won't do it anymore." Looking at Tang Ming's strange right hand, the little girl Tang Lin The girl blamed herself, thinking that it was all because of her brother that she got hurt.

Although Tang Ming had been injured before, he had never been in this state. The terrifying cracks covered his entire right hand.

Tang Ming squatted down in a funny manner, brushed away the tears hanging on the little girl's face, and then said: "It's not your fault, it's my brother who made a mistake. It's okay. I'll be fine tomorrow."

After stroking her head and waiting for her to calm down, Tang Ming held the little girl in his arms and looked at the little girl who was tired of crying and fell asleep. He looked at her mother and then handed the little girl to her mother's arms. , the little girl grabbed the corner of Tang Ming's clothes and did not let go, she could only gently open her fingers.

Tang Ming, who had escaped, looked at his frowning father, collected his thoughts, and then said: "This time, I have improved in all aspects. It's just that at the last moment of the battle with you, my strength suddenly increased. This strength did not come from For me, it just passed by briefly, and I felt a trace of anger. I don’t know exactly how much my strength increased, otherwise it wouldn’t have hurt my right hand.”

Tang Ming looked at his slightly trembling hand, and then felt the recovery speed in his body. The pain was slightly reduced. His finger bones felt numb and itchy. The small wounds were no longer there. The blood naturally did not continue to flow out. Although the whole hand There are cocoons of dried blood on the palms of the hands.

Tang Li put his hand on Tang Ming's shoulder, explored his soul, entered his body and wandered around to check. He felt that there was no hidden danger in Tang Ming's body, and the injury on his right hand was slowly healing.

After hearing the answer, Tang Li continued to ask: "Is there anything different about this physical breakthrough?"

"No, it's just like before. My physique suddenly broke through the shackles and reached another realm. After I broke through, I fully tested my strength. I should be able to reach one thousand kilograms under full strength. And the one in the battle just now One blow broke through this upper limit, the exact amount is not clear." Tang Ming told his test results.

"The strength has been increased by nearly twice!" This increase in strength made Tang Li a little stunned. As a level 61 assault type battle soul master, he naturally knew the strength of the strength. He himself did not open the physical body of the martial soul. He cannot reach this state, but the soul master's world naturally relies on martial arts, and his peak strike can only reach about two thousand kilograms.

He didn't suffer much damage from the punch, but the strength was real. A blow that was equal to his own made Tang Li feel more and more that it might have something to do with Tang Ming's martial spirit. Otherwise, no matter what, How could a six-year-old have such strength?

After having some thoughts in his heart, Tang Li said to Tang Ming: "Since there is no big problem with your body, maybe the problem is your martial soul. In three days, this year's martial soul awakening ceremony will be held. At that time, these children of your age will go The sect is conducting a martial soul awakening, and when it is awakened, the problem with your martial soul will naturally be known."

Tang Li expressed his guess and looked at Tang Ming looking at him with an optimistic look on his face. He also asked a little funny: "Aren't you afraid that something will go wrong with Wuhun?"

Tang Ming pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's not a big deal. If I don't become a soul master, my strength is enough to support our family. Don't worry about things that haven't happened yet. That won't give you both." Times the joy.”

Seeing that his son had been indifferent to everything since he was a child, Tang Li also put aside the worries in his heart. Yes, it doesn't matter whether he is a soul master or not. Anyway, the Haotian Sect closed the sect and secluded it from the world. It doesn't matter whether he is a soul master or not. He has become the soul emperor, and whether his son can be a soul master or not is not a big problem.

"Go and rest. If your hand is not healed by tomorrow, I will go to the sect to help you hire a healing soul master." He greeted Tang Ming.

Tang Li picked up the broom and swept away the traces of the battle in the courtyard, fearing that the little ancestor at home would feel guilty tomorrow after seeing it.

Tang Ming stood quietly aside, waiting for his father to finish everything before respectfully entering the house to rest. His status as an orphan in his previous life made him cherish his family even more.