Chapter 10: A Heart to Heart.

Madara and Tang Hao rested for a while. Although Tang Hao doesn't cook at home. But the barbecue craftsmanship is still very good.

"When I was young, I often came to the Spirit Beast forest for adventure." answered tang Hao when Madara asked the reason behind his skill in making barbeques.

"My first Spirit Ability is able to create and manipulate flames. Amplification of flame attack is 50%, but it will stack with the increase in levels, I named it Fire-Style!"

Madara originally chose Fire Attribute Spirit Beast. In addition, Sharingan also symbolizes blood and fire, and it is not surprising to obtain the ability to control fire.

This is also the reason why Madara chose Fire Attribute Spirit Beast, because it allows him to retrieve the Fire-Style of his previous life, and the result is quite surprising, not bad, not bad at all.

Tang Hao fed a few sticks of wood into the fire, patted his hand, and said with interest: "Show it!"

Madara nodded and stood up, Open Spirit to a clearing next to it.

Sharingan!

"Fire-Style: Great Fireball!"

Madara took a violent breath, then exhaled the raging flames and gathered them into a huge Fireball.

Then fiercely blasted into the open space in front, and instantly exploded, splashing countless mud and residual flames.

Tang Hao sincerely praised: "It's already pretty good."

Madara saw Tang Hao casually stretch out his hand and pat, the firestorm that broke out in the forest was immediately blown out.

No! My first Spirit Ability should be able to use all the Fire Styles!

Is it because of the limitations of the World? Or is it because of...?

Thinking of this, Madara seems to realize what? My Sharingan seems to be a tomoe.

Madara has a hunch, that maybe after his Sharingan's evolution, not only Great Fireball but other Fire-Style can also be used with the increase in levels.

What I have to do now is to hone my fighting skills.

"I want to stay here and fight." Madara solemnly said to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao, is there anything you can't stop doing? On the fire, he said: "If you don't tell me, I will do the same."

Tang Hao's words revealed an inexplicable meaning as if she was eagerly asking Madara to grow up.

A thought flashed through Madara's mind, he just wanted to ask some questions.

But Tang Hao didn't give him a chance to start to talk, so he said "Go to sleep! It will officially start tomorrow."

Randomly pitched tents.

...

Fire-Style: Great Fireball!

Madara once again roasted a century-old Spirit Beast into coke. Madara wiped the blood from his cheeks and sighed in relief.

It has been one month since Madara entered this forest. But within a month, Madara completed the change to turn over a new leaf and successfully experienced the tempering of blood and fire.

At least a few points of previous life's fighting skills have been brought back, and the spirit power has reached Level 15.

If it spreads out, I am afraid that those who call themselves genius would wish to dig a hole and bury themselves if they were to hear of this.

"Today, the third one." Madara immediately took the time to sit on the ground and recover quickly.

Tang Hao has made an agreement with Madara. In battle, he will not help. Unless Madara encounters mortal danger, or the hard-to-resist 1,000-year Spirit Beast, and 10,000 years Spirit Beast.

So now Madara can restore spirit power with peace of mind, while Tang Hao is responsible for keeping watch.

"What's the matter?" Tang Hao asked sleepily, lying on a tree trunk.

"I need a weapon. You are a blacksmith, can you forge one for me?" Madara no trace of politeness demanded.

Tang Hao struggled to get up, stretched his waist, and said, "Go!"

Madara's Sharingan Spirit is the main body Spirit, unlike the Beast Spirit. Able to strengthen your body in close combat. And unlike Tool Spirit, let the Spirit Master own weapons.

Although Madara has previous life experience, he is not afraid. If you really fight with people, you will suffer a lot, so this request is reasonable and fair.

Then Tang Hao took Madara back to the forge.

Madara pushed the door open, and a cloud of dust in the house, split second. He gave birth to a feeling of a world away.

A month ago, he was still at home with his younger brother Tang San running for a living. Now Tang San leaves home to study, he is training under Tang Hao's supervision.

"Go. Bring the next few iron blocks." Tang Hao untied his ragged cloak and instructed Madara.

Madara hearing this took a few pieces of iron essence the size of a human head. Fortunately, they were not big, otherwise, Madara might not be able to move them.

"What weapon do you want to use?" Tang Hao asked picking up a stone and taking a piece of iron in one hand to enlarge the iron anvil.

Looking at the look of his effortless post, he seems to have some reservations.

"A war-scythe and war-fans!" The heat wave hit, but Madara did not regress.

Tang Hao casually picked up the hammer thrown in the corner and was about to start work.

At this time, Madara suddenly said: "You should be leaving, right? Father."

Tang Hao still did not speak, but when Madara called him father, his body halted suddenly.

This kid, it seems that he has never called me father!

Tang Hao's hard and sloppy face, becomes much gentler. But immediately recovered its original appearance.

Sure enough? Madara was aware of it early on. Otherwise, Tang Hao couldn't do that, eagerly stimulating its growth.

But Madara is not at all fear of the future. Instead, I felt a little excited. Although the warmth of a home made him feel nostalgic.

But the departure of the two family members will allow him to become a lone wolf in Ninja World again.

The excitement could not be concealed in the tone like "Then. Can you let me see your Spirit?"

Tang Hao was silent for a while, and then looked seriously Madara seemed to be re-examining this son at a glance: "Then you have to be optimistic!"

In an instant, Tang Hao's long hair was windless, and the decadence on his body was wiped out. The imposing manner climbs steadily, without end.

Spirit possessed, Clear Sky Hammer!

Yellow, yellow purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red. Nine spirit rings of different colors. Appeared behind Tang Hao.

Nine spirit ring, which is the symbol of Tilted Douluo.

Clear Sky Douluo!

Dang!

Tang Hao without the slightest hesitation used the cloak hammer method and hit the iron essence with one hammer.

Madara's eardrums shook with the shocking sound. The strength of Tang Hao can be seen in one glance.

Tang Hao's hammer seemed to sway afterimage. The clanging sound of the iron is connected directly into one piece, hopefully, it is sweet music.

In a moment, the iron essence was hammered and shrunk. It only takes a pot of tea, and a piece of iron essence that Tang San doesn't know how long it will take to hammer out its impurities.

Then piece by piece.

A peerless treasure in the eyes of other blacksmiths. At this time, no amount of money would be able to buy skills like this.

Finally, the raw materials are ready. Madara consciously pulled up the bellows.

Dang! when!

The hard steel under Tang Hao's hammer is like a piece of soft clay, kneaded and forced to change shape wantonly.

chi!

Water vapor rises and fills the room. Tang Hao handed the still warm group fan and scythe into Madara's hands.

"Stand up with me on the Peak of the World!" Madara solemnly took it, stroking it carefully, as if treating a friend she hadn't seen for many years.

Madara tried to wave it around a few times, the sobbing sky-splitting sound and familiar touch made him very satisfied.

"I'm leaving now!" Tang Hao lowered his head and gently rubbed Madara's hedgehog-like long hair.

Madara surprisingly did not resist, his expression was hidden from her shattered hair.

Madara still does not move, like a silent statue.

Tang Hao didn't say much, picked up his outfit, moved towards the door, and walked outside. He has to find a way to settle accounts with some people!

"Have a safe journey, father!" Madara's mouth lifted up, calmly blessing.

Neither of them turned to look at the other side. But the smile on his face is exactly the same. A very tacit understanding from both sides.

"Father, if you have any enemies. I will kill them for you in the future."

"Little Madara. Where can you go? As a father, I am looking forward to it."