Chapter 14: It's so difficult!
"this is?"
Tang San looked at the distance with some surprise.
I saw Feng Ge was swinging his hammer and hitting a piece of raw iron.
Every time the hammer is swung down and hits the original iron, it can drive the sparks to scatter.
After the hammer hit the original iron, the force of the rebound followed the hammer, causing Feng Ge to turn directly on the spot, and then, carrying this force, hit the original post again!
broke out with a stronger force than the previous hammer, splashing more sparks!
"This, isn't this the technique my father taught me?"
Tang San looked at Brother Feng who was sweating profusely in the distance with a shocked face.
Leverage the force, use the force of hitting the original iron, and then quickly swing the hammer again to achieve a more powerful hit than the previous one!
can quickly temper the original iron! You can also exercise yourself!
"Did Dad also teach Feng Ge? No, it seems that something is different..."
Tang San stared at Brother Feng tightly, "The posture is different. Brother Feng's posture is completely different from the one taught by his father. It's a bit blunt. Moreover, Brother Feng hasn't come to the forge these days. Could it be that..."
"Brother Feng understood this by himself?"
clang~
The crisp sound continued to sound.
The more he looked, the more surprised Tang San was.
"Six hammers... Eighteen hammers... Twenty-six hammers..."
Tang San looked a little surprised at the piece of iron that had become red because of being hit quickly.
The power of each hammer is increasing!
"This is too strong, right?"
Tang San murmured.
This kind of strength is not just the number of swings of the giant hammer.
But, this technique.
"I can learn and understand this clever technique from hitting iron. Feng Ge is too smart..."
Tang San felt a little admired.
It's like I've been walking the way my father has walked.
But Feng Ge is different, Feng Ge is making his own way! walk on my own!
Continue watching for a while.
"Brother Feng is getting stronger and stronger, this is already the thirtieth hammer..."
Tang San secretly said that that day, his father just swung thirty-six hammers in one breath, without taking a breath.
Unexpectedly, Feng Ge could almost do it.
Furthermore, Feng Ge's tapping method seems to be able to achieve the same effect.
"However, Brother Feng's limit should be around forty hammers."
The more Tang San looked, the more he admired.
Feng Ge's physical fitness is really abnormal enough, should it be stronger again?
No, I have to go back and practice more, and my hidden weapons must be built in advance.
thinking of Tang San hurriedly walked over.
And now Wang Feng.
"The posture is wrong. Just now, the left shoulder should be shifted back by three centimeters, and the rebound loss should be less. The calf is too tight, resulting in uneven power transmission. Although the hammer is going down, the increase is a lot, but it is not Increase by the same amount."
"This hammer is unqualified!"
Clang!
looked down again with a hammer, and the voice was sometimes crisp and sometimes dull.
Tang San didn't look carefully enough, he could only see that Wang Feng's strength with each hammer was indeed increasing.
But I can't see that Wang Feng's posture with each hammer is smoother and his power control is more perfect.
If it is Tang Hao again, I am afraid that he will be able to fully see that Wang Feng is making progress in a visible way at this time.
"When the hammer is swung down, it will exceed the force surface of the original iron by a few points, and it will not work..."
With every hammer, Wang Feng's mind is thinking quickly.
Then relying on his control of the body, he adjusted quickly.
then perfected.
From a few days ago, Wang Feng made various posture changes with only one goal.
Until now, it has been able to achieve an effect similar to the chaotic cloak hammer method, but it is not enough.
"However, fortunately, I have meteors and tears. I am not afraid of physical injury. As long as I can persist, I can continue to research."
Such research is very exhausting and causing harm to the body.
Only Wang Feng, who has meteors and tears, dared to do so.
It was really difficult at first. After two full days of knocking, Wang Feng could only rely on his physical strength to force a hammer to be better than a hammer.
can't comprehend the use of force and cannot find a special posture.
Unlike Xiao San'er, Tang Hao teaches him hand-in-hand.
But in these two days, Wang Feng gradually understood the trick of Taoism.
"Just keep studying and changing like this... Within two months, I should be able to develop this relatively complete set of hammer methods. Maybe it will be inferior to the chaotic cloak hammer method for the time being, but as long as the research continues, it may not be able to surpass the chaotic cloak hammer. law."
Wang Feng felt an arrogance in his heart.
Anyway, a traverser, standing on the shoulders of giants, sitting on golden fingers, if he can't go beyond.
is too weak.
"However, this kind of hammering method really consumes energy. After thirty-six hammers, it is difficult for me to hold on... One hammer is more difficult than the other, and the difficulty increases geometrically... When I hit the two pieces of raw iron, It is a simple protective gear that can carry a weight of about 150 kilograms. The difficulty of exercise will be greatly increased, and the effect will be greatly increased."
Wang Feng thought while thinking.
until the evening, almost after dark.
Wang Feng finally got exhausted and fell to the ground with golden eyes.
The power of meteor tears slowly flowed out, washing the whole body, and the long-lost power appeared again.
"Comfortable..."
As if every cell in the body was undergoing cheering, Wang Feng was very refreshed.
Not to mention, this method of ironing and lifting can indeed make your body quickly reach its limit.
"It feels stronger again."
Wang Feng exhaled, "Now, at my current limit, I should be able to swing five or six more hammers!"
If he keeps using the same amount of power, Wang Feng can swing several hundred hammers without breathing.
But this one hammer is better than one hammer, really, dozens of hammers are not enough.
"Take a rest and continue tomorrow."
Wang Feng returned to the village...
in this way.
For the next two months or so, Wang Feng has been studying and practicing the hammer technique until his physical fitness can swing 64 hammers in one breath!
This kind of speed increase is beyond imagination!
If there were no falling stars, I am afraid it would be difficult to achieve for several years!
In other aspects, the improvement is also significant.
To make an analogy, if it is in the current state, and the junior three months ago.
Wang Feng only needs to play 10% of his strength, and he can completely abuse the third child.
However, these days, Xiao San should also be growing, right?
Time, almost.
"Brother Tao, it should be coming."
Wang Feng took the already tempered iron block on his calf and the iron vest.
Close to two hundred catties!
is an adult man, I’m afraid it’s hard to walk a hundred meters even if I read a book www.uukanshu.com!
But Wang Feng jumped very lightly, as if he had already adapted.
Half a month before the shift, this set of weight-bearing protective gear Wang Feng had secretly made and tempered in the blacksmith's shop, and then put it on.
Except when taking a bath, I usually take it off for eating and drinking.
has adapted long ago.
Because the parts are everywhere in the body, from the calves, arms, and back. Each place is about fifty kilograms, tempered into a simple protective gear.
Therefore, Wang Feng's appearance is a bit sturdy.
After everything was ready, Wang Feng slowly walked out of the village.
Outside the village.
Su Yuntao let out a breath, his eyes drifted a bit.
These days, Su Yuntao is a little obsessed with the story of the soul breaking the sky.
But, a month ago, Su Yuntao finished watching...but, only saw half of it. Probably when Xiaoyan went to Yunlanzong to fight against Xiaoyan, who has become the enemy of the soul, it happened to be gone...
Anxious Su Yuntao wanted to come to Holy Soul Village in advance to find this kid for the following story.
Think about it, how can he condescend to come to Holy Soul Village at will if he is a dignified 28th-level war spirit master?
So, he waited, waited, and finally waited until the agreed date.
Su Yuntao touched his chest and frowned:
"When I hunted the soul beast the other day, I was injured a bit, but it doesn't matter. Later, I can use one hand to beat this kid to the ground, and let him hand over the next story, right?"
"Well, I can't hurt him yet. After all, this little ghost's martial arts is useless, only innately full of soul power. I hope he exercises these days so that I won't hurt him."
"It's so hard for me to Su Yuntao!"
