Tang San had never seen his father's face look so exciting. Various complex emotions continued to appear on Tang Hao's face. After a long time, he slowly said a sentence, "Remember, in your future, you must use your left hand."
Protect the grass in your right hand forever."
Tang San nodded without knowing why. Tang Hao stood up and went back to the inner room without looking back.
While making lunch, Tang San thought about the world of martial arts he came into contact with today. Twin martial spirits seemed to rarely exist in this world. Otherwise, his father wouldn't be so surprised. It seems that his hammer martial spirit
It seemed to have touched him greatly.
For him, what is more important is the relationship between Wuhun and Xuantian Kung. If that soul ring is the key to his inability to break through Xuantian Kung, then no matter what, he must find a way to get a soul ring to test it.
During lunch, Tang Hao seemed very silent, and even his appetite seemed to be much less than before. His eyes fell on Tang San from time to time, as if he was hesitating about something.
After lunch, Tang San prepared to clear away the dishes as usual, but was stopped by Tang Hao.
"We'll deal with it later. Xiaosan, let me ask you, do you want to become a soul master?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang Hao. He was unwilling to deceive his father. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
Tang Hao sighed, his face looking a bit older, "You still have to choose this path after all." He just said this again and went back to his room.
Tang San found that when Tang Hao sighed, there was disappointment in his mood but more of an expression of relief. He understood that there seemed to be many things hidden in the heart of his father.
After clearing away the dishes, Tang San returned to his room to continue his work. The clanking sound of the casting hammer colliding with the iron block sounded rhythmically. Although he didn't know when he would be able to make this piece of pig iron to the size of a fist that Tang Hao requested,
But this casting method has great benefits in improving his use of Xuantian Gong, and it also has a good effect on physical training. Tang San has begun to try to use as little internal force of Xuantian Gong as possible to swing the hammer, so that,
He can sustain longer with each successive swing.
When the beating in the afternoon reached more than three hundred times, and it felt like some impurities had been removed from the piece of pig iron, the door curtain was lifted, and Tang Hao walked in. He didn't seem to be making farm tools this afternoon, at least Tang San didn't hear the familiar sound
Knocking sound.
"Dad." Tang San looked at his father, and the hammer in his hand stopped unconsciously.
Tang Hao made a gesture to let him continue, then walked to the side and stood still, without speaking, just looking at him.
Tang San continued to swing the hammer. At this time, the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat. With his current internal strength, it was not enough to adapt to the temperature, not to mention, this was definitely a heavy physical labor.
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang..., the sound of knocking continued. Tang San's young body was not proportional to the hammer in his hand, but every time he swung the hammer, it was like a tiger's wind.
Tang Hao secretly thought in his heart, with the natural divine power and the innate full soul power, no wonder he can swing a hammer at such a young age. Old Jack's words may be right. He should not affect the development of this child because of his decadence. In the future,
Just let him go on his own.
Looking at Tang San sweating profusely, Tang Hao finally made up his mind.
"Stop." Tang Hao said.
Tang San put down the hammer in his hand, panted slightly, and quietly activated the Xuantian Skill in his body to adjust his breath to restore his physical strength.
Tang Hao walked up to Tang San, took the hammer in his hand, and looked at the red iron on the stove, "If you beat it like this, even if it takes a year, you won't be able to make it the size of a fist."
Tang San raised his head and looked at his tall father, "Then what should I do?"
Tang Hao said coldly: "Tell me, when you swing the casting hammer to hit it, which part of the body exerts the force first?"
Tang San thought for a while and said: "It should be the waist. Drive the back from the waist, and then drive the arms to swing the casting hammer?"
Tang Hao did not confirm or deny Tang San's statement, and continued to ask, "Besides the brain, what is the most important part of the human body?"
"It's the heart." Tang San answered without hesitation. The heart and brain are both instantly fatal places, and the brain is protected by the skull, but the heart only has skin and muscles. As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he knows the structure of the human body very well.
, using a hidden weapon to pierce the enemy's heart is the most effective and simplest fatal method.
Tang Hao paused for a moment and then said: "Then tell me how many hearts a person has."
"Ah?" Tang San looked at him in surprise, a little confused. How many hearts does a person have?
"Answer me." Tang Hao looked at him coldly, the pressure from his body and breath made Tang San somewhat breathless.
"One."
Tang Hao shook his head and said: "No, you are wrong. Remember, there are three human hearts, not one."
"Three?" Tang San looked at Tang Hao dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant.
Tang Hao turned the casting hammer in his hand upside down and touched Tang San's two calves with the hammer handle, "Here. The muscles on the two calves of a person are the second and third hearts. If a person wants to
To exert all your strength, it must be the result of three hearts working at the same time. Therefore, when exerting force, it does not start from the waist. The three hearts are the starting point."
"When the heart in your chest is beating rapidly, the mana starts from the two calves, and the power is uploaded to the thighs, through the waist, back, and arms, and finally released. This is a full blow. The heart exerts force, and the waist is the axis.