Check in to the Douluo Continent Chapter 13: More than that, the power of the Golden Lotus! Self-study!

"The power of the first form of the golden lotus should be more than that."

Wang Feng didn't look at the bird again, 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 that the Golden Lotus itself carries.

After possessing the spirit ring, Jinlian's other abilities will be unlocked.

That is the real soul skill!

"Sure enough..."

Wang Feng felt the mysterious Qinglian martial spirit in his body.

Only the first form of the golden lotus has such a terrifying recovery ability!

If you reach a higher level later, the second, third, fourth form, etc., I don't know what kind of abilities you will have?

Wang Feng could not imagine.

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

However, Wang Feng did not know.

Shortly after he left.

The bird chirped excitedly, and swung its wings toward a thumb-sized branch without any effort.

Shhh, there's a flash of light!

Branch, broken in two!

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

Even though this branch is very small, it can be cut in two with only wings...

This is no ordinary bird anymore!

It's... a soul beast!

This ordinary bird has evolved into a real soul beast!

Moreover, it is not an ordinary soul beast!

She, her intellect is open!

Watching Wang Feng leave, the bird stood on the branch, blinking, but didn't 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, far beyond Wang Feng's own imagination!

Not only restores and heals, but also grants it the ability to cultivate and enlighten wisdom!

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

"It may take a while for the soul ring, after all, hunting soul beasts is not easy."

Wang Feng swam nimbly in the water like a mermaid, but he kept thinking about it in his mind.

Wang Feng knows that his current physical fitness and defense are very strong. Ordinary knives may not be able to hurt themselves.

He also has stamina, so strong that Wang Feng's scalp is numb.

But others, such as speed, strength, agility, etc., are probably more than twice that of an adult man.

Compared with the special forces of the previous life, it is slightly stronger. Therefore, it is possible to crush the third child.

But there is still a significant gap compared to those really top soldiers.

In Douluo Continent, if you want to hunt down soul beasts, this power is not enough.

The golden lotus in the first form has no lethal power, which means that in the early stage of the 20th level, before the second form appears, it may only be possible to rely on hand-to-hand combat?

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

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

Normal exercise begins.

First run around the grove, sprint ten laps, and then jump to the branch, practice flexibility, from one point to another, can't step on a branch.

And then there's the obstacle course in the woods!

Over the past month, Wang Feng has set up nearly ten traps in this grove, large and small, for exercise!

Some are ground traps, some are flying stones, and some are obstructing traps made with various farm implements and sharp tools.

Surrounding the grove, it is arranged in a curved route.

Very scary!

Even if the special forces in the previous life ran into this obstacle and ran to the back, I'm afraid they would be injured all over!

But Wang Feng was indeed walking through it, unscathed.

What this kind of reaction trains is the key to being able to pick up the stone from Xiao San 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. Weight training brings a huge load, and it is not easy to control.

However, on Wang Feng, it was fixed to death.

Frog leaps, push-ups, dumbbell lifts, weight-running, lake swings, and the essential squats!

Anyway, Wang Feng could think of the exercises in his previous life, and he tried them one by one.

However, as the physical fitness increases, it is difficult to reach the physical limit.

Mainly physical strength, too strong.

Sometimes I don't get tired after working for most of the day.

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

It may also be because of the direction of your exercise.

"Need to strengthen..."

Wang Feng pondered, "I still need to strengthen the weight. It's better to be restrained on the whole body...long-term weight-bearing training...eat, drink, sleep, and don't take it off."

"Speaking of strength training... by the way, the Shackled Hammer."

Thinking of this, Wang Feng's body trembled.

The chaotic cloak hammer, even if Tang Hao doesn't need to say it.

He's seen the original, and he knows it.

The most powerful part of this hammering method is that it uses the force of the force to use the full force to knock down the rebound force, change the posture, and exert this rebound force again, so that the power of each hammer gradually increases. .

Honestly, it's a bit unscientific.

Like a special perpetual motion machine, in theory, one hammer can be infinitely stronger than one hammer!

It's just that the further back you go, the greater the consumption, and the more terrifying the power you exert!

With the strength of Tang Hao's title Douluo, it seems that he can only wield nine, nine and eighty-one hammers? Anyway, Wang Feng can't remember.

But even the power of the Eighty-One Hammers increases in increments of Geometry. Can imagine, in the end, how perverted...

However, Wang Feng thought about it, and let it go.

Tang Hao reluctantly handed over this unique skill to Tang San after Xiao San'er awakened the second Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit.

This is how my own son teaches.

Not to mention myself.

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

You just need to practice in this direction, right?

Using force, a hammer is stronger than a hammer...

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

The technique of using force and force has long been ruined in China.

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

I, Wang Feng, can't? Why do you have to learn his random cloak hammer technique?

I'm fine if I'm a salted fish. But I already have golden fingers, why can't I try it?

Finding the direction, Wang Feng threw the trunk and jumped up excitedly.

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

"Wait a minute, Uncle Hao, do you have that kind of relatively large raw iron here?"

When I came to Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, I could still see Tang San beating iron.

Tang Hao, who was beside him, watched as if he was pointing.

Old Jack has probably finished talking with Tang Hao.

After Tang Hao learned that his son also had the Clear Sky Hammer, he handed over the foundation of the Shattered Cloak Hammer to Tang San.

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

"The big raw iron, how big do you want it?"

Tang Hao glanced at Wang Feng.

"About fifty pounds?"

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

Wang Feng wanted to use these raw irons to create a refined weight-bearing protective gear by himself.

Five kilograms of raw iron, after tempering, how come there are still twenty or thirty?

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

"Yes."

Tang Hao took out a few pieces of raw iron, "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 200 catties, swung the hammer, and ran away in a rush.

"Brother Feng should be trying to exercise himself... However, it is not easy to exercise if it is so heavy on the body. Besides, he can't strike iron."

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

Tang Hao, who was beside him, glanced at his son, thinking in his heart, Boy Feng really doesn't know how to strike iron.

But he's much better than you...

If you hit it with a hammer directly, you can knock a small iron mother into original iron with one full blow.

The stamina is amazing. I don't know how many hammers Feng Xiaozi hit at that time.

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

Tang San said another sentence with a smile.

"Oh?"

Tang Hao was startled, "This Su Yuntao, listen to you, isn't he a 26th-level war spirit master? He is a six-year-old child and wants to fight a war spirit master?"

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

Tang San said in his heart, if he forged his hidden weapon, he might have a chance to compete with Su Yuntao.

Hidden weapons, you need to be in the dark, the power can be maximized, and the power of an upright fight may be much worse.

I lost to Brother Feng that day. If I threw stones in the dark, Brother Feng might not be able to react.

"Interesting. When the day comes, tell me, I want to see it."

Tang Hao said it casually.

"Okay."

Tang San was taken aback~IndoMTL.com~ I don't know why my father would be interested in this.

"Okay, little San, don't knock for now, I'll show you again, the technique I just said, pay attention to the posture of my body..."

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A few days later.

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

"The way my father taught me to strike is amazing. If I can swing eight hammers in a row, it's already the limit... These days, I don't know what Brother Feng is doing."

However, Tang San felt incomparably excited when he remembered this kind of forging hammer technique that used force and strength.

"Look for three to see... These days, he often comes to buy original iron. Is he forging iron by himself?"

Tang San couldn't help but feel curious, "But it's not that easy to strike iron. The village has father's stove and bellows. A simple hammer and iron alone is useless..."

So, after Tang San finished today's task exercise, 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, he was wild outside, and he came back with a smirk every day in the dark.

"Could it be that Brother Feng is in the woods?"

Tang San's heart moved, and then he walked to the small woods outside Wang Village.

After walking a distance.

Suddenly.

The ground shook slightly.

Listen carefully...

Clang!

Clang! !

Clang! ! !

The familiar sound of hammering sounded, and Tang San was stunned, then walked slowly towards the source of the sound...

Not long after, I saw a familiar figure, sweating profusely, waving a hammer and beating the fixed iron.

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

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