By the fifth day, Tang San could already hold on for five seconds on the round stone.
Although he did not have the help of soul power, standing on the stone, his body could gently rhythm according to the characteristics of the ghost, to remove the impact of the waterfall, and try to find the best balance point to withstand the impact.
Even if it was difficult to breathe, he would hold on for as long as possible.
For Tang San, this is undoubtedly a good start. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. The initial persistence is undoubtedly the most painful. Tang San not only has to bear the tyrannical impact of the waterfall, but also the pain of being unable to use his soul power.
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Just like an adult suddenly becomes a child, his strength is instantly reduced, and it always takes some time to adapt.
And five days was exactly the process of adaptation. For five days, being constantly impacted by the water flow, Tang San gradually recovered from the pain of being unable to use the Xuantian Technique. With the help of the Wisdom Skull to improve his own wisdom, he gradually
Mastered the method.
Starting from the sixth day, the time he stayed on the cobblestone increased exponentially, and he could finally start swinging the casting hammer in his hand.
It was undoubtedly an extremely painful thing to exert force on smooth boulders. But Tang San was so smart that he didn't rush to practice the random cloak hammer technique. Instead, he tried his best to adapt to fighting in the waterfall, and tried his best to control the force in the waterfall.
At the balance point. Let the waterfall wash away.
When Tang San was finally able to stand firm under the waterfall and would not be washed into the water again, Tang Hao finally gave him the second instruction.
Cultivation. Cultivation of soul power. Of course, for Tang San, it was practicing Xuantian Kung.
Tang San was once very surprised by what his father said. His inner power of Xuantian Technique had been sealed, so how could he still practice? But when he actually started practicing, he found that the seal his father had given him was very strange, even though he could not use the internal power of Xuantian Technique.
But cultivation is not affected.
Whenever he starts practicing in his void body, the accumulated internal energy will naturally integrate into the fiery seal and merge with his original internal energy after a week of circulation.
Although Tang San couldn't feel the progress of Xuantian Kung by doing this, his body's recovery speed would obviously speed up after practicing.
Therefore, starting from this day, Tang San practiced for three hours every day. The remaining time was spent exercising under the waterfall.
puff--
The casting hammer created a small splash in the waterfall, which circulated for a week and returned to Tang San's head.
It was successful. Tang San was overjoyed, but he was only happy for a moment. Because of his unstable mind, he was washed into the pool by the waterfall.
Today is already his fifteenth day here. After unremitting efforts, he was finally able to successfully swing the first hammer of the cloak. It would not slip off the boulder when exerting force.
With the first hammer, there is a second hammer. As Tang San continued to practice, the random cloak hammer technique began to show in his hands.
After all, the casting hammer is not the Clear Sky Hammer, its weight is not that terrible, and its own weight can also help Tang San stabilize his body on the stone. Gradually, he became more and more proficient in the random cloak hammering technique practiced in the waterfall.
From the beginning, it could only splash water one after another. Later, the dance was impervious to wind and rain. It was like a circular barrier under the waterfall, constantly blocking the impact of the waterfall water and causing large splashes of water.
The number of swings of the casting hammer increased rapidly and steadily. In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
boom--
The last hammer was thrown out. Tang San's body soared into the sky like a cannonball, facing the impact of the waterfall straight up ten meters. Within ten meters, the water flow of the waterfall was counterattacked and flowed upstream. Driven by his figure, he emitted
There was a huge roar. Even the rainbow across the pool was stirred into chaos at this moment.
That is of course not what Tang San's current strength can achieve, but the characteristics of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique.
One hammer is stronger than the other, and the power of one hammer is superimposed on the other. If it weren't for Tang San's extremely strong physical fitness, the huge impact would be enough to tear all the muscles on his body.
When all ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers were completed, the eighty-one superimposed powers condensed together. Even if he could not use half of his soul power now, the terrifying attack power at that moment exceeded his peak moment.
boom--
The power disappeared, and Tang San's body in the waterfall was slammed into the pool, but the excitement in his heart at this moment was indescribable.
Three months later, I finally fulfilled my father's request. Finally, I swung the eighty-first hammer.
Now Tang San's skin is filled with a layer of healthy bronze, and his height has increased a bit. Although his hair and beard on his face look messy, his eyes that are like cold stars are bright and narrow.
When the water flow reversed, Tang Hao, who was sitting in the stone cave, had already opened his eyes, and a light of surprise flashed through his eyes. Even as the youngest titled Douluo in the mainland, he couldn't help but admire him at this time.
At first, it took him half a year to complete this step. But Tang San, who was determined and determined, with the help of his talent, it only took him three months.
Jumping from the pool to the shore, Tang San held the casting hammer in one hand. The first thing he saw was his father's eyes.
Tang Hao's eyes swept over his son's body. After these three months, the muscles on Tang San's body became clearer. Although each one was not exaggeratedly huge, there was a faint halo on the skin.
With his titled Douluo's eyesight, he can naturally see the explosive power contained in it.
"Dad, I succeeded. Eighty-one hammers." Tang San said to Tang Hao with some pride. Eighty-one hammers, the hearty eighty-one hammers, the transcendence of his heart and body made him full of excitement
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Tang Hao nodded to him and uttered two words, "Very good. However, you still have to do better. "
As he spoke, Tang Hao took the casting hammer in Tang San's hand and waved it casually. The casting hammer soared into the sky like a meteor and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ignoring the somewhat sluggish Tang San, Tang Hao grabbed a big tree next to him with one hand. His hand cut into the tree like a sharp blade, and the whole tree was cut off like tofu.
Tang Hao's hand moved, and all Tang San saw was sawdust flying and Tang Hao's illusory palm shadow.
You must know that his Purple Demon Eye has reached the third peak stage. With his current eyesight, he can't see clearly Tang Hao's movements, which shows how fast Tang Hao is.
When Tang Hao stopped, another hammer appeared in his hand. It was exactly the same as the previous casting hammer, but it was made of a severed tree.
Putting the wooden hammer in Tang San's palm, "Next, use it to practice the random cloak hammer technique. If the hammer handle breaks, you can do it yourself. "
After leaving these words, Tang Hao returned to his cave. It was another simple explanation, but what was given to Tang San was a more difficult task.
When he first took the wooden hammer, Tang San didn't feel anything. In three months, he had been used to using casting hammers weighing dozens of kilograms, and now holding this wooden hammer, it was as light as nothing.
When he got into the water again and swam towards the waterfall, it was much easier than before. The wooden hammer itself had buoyancy and was so light, saving almost one-fifth of the time. Tang San arrived at the foot of the waterfall.
However, when he climbed onto the boulder under the waterfall, he immediately felt something was wrong. Under the huge impact of the water flow, his body swayed and he was almost washed off the boulder.
You know, these three months of training have already made him stand on the boulder and his body is as stable as a nail. How could he not be surprised when his steps suddenly appeared shaky?
Soon, Tang San realized something was wrong. The casting hammer in his hand became a wooden hammer, and the weight difference was huge. His original center of gravity and his familiarity with the water flow also changed.
The weight is different, so it is naturally more difficult to stand firm. After thinking about this, Tang San immediately understood a bit of his father's intention.
He was smart and did not wave the wooden hammer in his hand immediately after he stood firm. Instead, he stood there steadily, controlled the wooden hammer and swung it gently, feeling the feeling of the wooden hammer in the water flow.
The seemingly light wooden hammer encountered greater resistance in the water than the previous casting hammer. Its lightness was affected by both the buoyancy and momentum of the water, making it even more difficult for Tang San to control it.
When Tang San felt he could stand firm again, he began to use the Chaotic Cloak Hammer technique again.
The first and second blows were still able to persist normally, but it was just not smooth. But when it came to the third blow, the fragility of the wooden hammer itself broke instantly when the water curtain broke. A wooden hammer was useless.
From this day on, Tang San entered the second stage of training.
He has no internal power and cannot inject internal power into the wooden hammer to protect it. What he can do is to control the power as much as possible and control the wooden hammer not to be broken by the water flow while continuously adding force.
The power breaks.
The sudden increase in difficulty did not make Tang San flinch, but made him concentrate even more, and the more difficult special training began.
Nine months later.
Amidst the ear-piercing roar, a huge curtain of water rose into the sky. This time, it was no longer part of the waterfall, but almost the entire ten-meter-wide one. Under the waterfall, the figure rising into the air shone with bronze brilliance.
, shining like gold under the sunlight.
Eighty-one hammers, Tang San had already forgotten which eighty-one hammers he had completed.