Chapter 5.

Clang!

Clang!

There was a melodious sound of iron hitting iron. 

Tang Hao saw the little boy who was only half his height pick up the hammer about the height of his whole body and hit the raw iron.

Clang! 

His speed was not very fast but his stance very stable! 

His back was steady and almost the power of every hammer has not changed at all from the begining!

This was quite astounding!

You need to know that it is very difficult to control the power of each hammer strike to purify the raw iron!

Tang Hao who was originally once the existence at Titled Douluo realm but now is currently nesting in the Holy Soul Village. As a master blacksmith he knows how difficult it is to control every strike. 

"Ten... Twenty... Thirty... Fifty..."

Tang Hao stood in the dark, counting every hammer strike that Wang Feng hit.

Fifty hammers!

It's hard to imagine, that the boy who is usually very lazy but clever and likes to come to his door to eat free meal but always gets kicked out, seems to have somehow grown stronger. 

What is even more unexpected is that he possesses innate supernatural strength that can be compared to a soul master!

This really made Tang Hao very surprised!

Moreover, this kid talent is probably even better than the Tang San in hammering!

Because although Xiao San is equally smart, it is difficult to have control like this boy, with every hammer, the strength is controlled so delicately! Quite a big difference!

"If you talk about the first ten hammer, when Xiao Feng was swinging the giant hammer, there were still some problems with the force, resulting in uneven power. But since the eleventh hammer... the power of each hammer strike has been controlled very skillfully."

Tang Hao looked more and more surprised.

This means that this kid has also great comprehension insight and control over every muscle in his body!

He can quickly comprehend the skills of hammering!

"Although his comprehension is good and the control of the body is also not bad and I aslo didn't give him any guidance. But it was only after a few continuos hammering that he already learned to control every inch of the body's muscle to hit the raw iron perfectly. But, even so Xiao Feng control of heat is far from enough. It will take more than ten days at least to see initial results."

Tang Hao's eyes flickered. His gaze fell on the Wang Feng.

Tang Hao seemed to see Wang Feng's heart, as if he had endless power as he continued to hammer the ra iron after resting for a while.

The soles of his feet stuck to the ground and the power gushing out from the heart seems to be transformed into a stream of beautiful energy, emanating from the ground, growing from the calf, and then to the thigh, flowing through the waist as the axis, then toward the back and finally gathered in the palm of the hand holding the hammer.

Clang!

It was a perfect blow, hitting the original raw iron!

It makes a pleasant and perfect sound!

"I haven't taught Xiao San these techniques because it's a bit early for him who can only swing the hammer barely. As for the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, it's very early! It will take some more time."

Tang Hao murmured, "Unexpectedly, this Xiao Feng actually understood these skills by himself? Is he some genius?"

Tang Hao felt that this could not just be described as a genius.

If someone teaches it and the person learns it quickly. ''That is called genius''.

But if no one teaches and you understood it yourself. That is genius among the geniuses!

"Just by swinging ten hammers, he can immediately comprehend the skills that have taken me many years..."

Tang Hao looked at the tiny figure of Xiao Feng, still wielding the giant hammer tirelessly. He suddenly felt a long-lost sensation. Back then, he was also a genius.

But now...

Tang Hao felt a sense of a long-lost gap. Although it was for a small time and quickly let go of that thought.

Of course, Tang Hao didn't know.

Wang Feng can comprehend these skills so quickly...because he has the knowledge of the previous life. In other words, these skills are well-known on the earth, let alone that he has seen Douluo Continent. As a traverser, in addition to the golden finger given by the system, Wang Feng naturally also has to take advantage of being a traverser and knowing future events.

Otherwise, what kind of traverser is he? Wang Feng didn't want to embarrass the all the traverser . ''Foresight, strong acceptance, unique insight, certain knowledge reserves, etc., are all advantages of the traverser''.

With golden finger added to the mix these advantages will be maximized!

Therefore, Wang Feng is just using these skills quickly and proficiently, it's not his own comprehension at all.

However, at this moment, he was focusing on beating the original raw iron and he did not notice at all that Tang Hao was observing his every move!

And naturally, he was regarded as a genius among geniuses by none other than Haotian Douluo! 

With each hammer hit, Wang Feng felt his body heat up extremely quickly.

The strength and stamina consumed by this hammer striking is greater than any previous exercises done by him! 

Plus the strength of the shock of the strike also brought a great load to Wang Feng's body! In one breath, he striked fifty hammers! It should be the limit of his current body! Wang Feng breathed slowly. 

He knows that in any exercise, breathing is the most important thing, although Wang Feng does not know any special breathing method.

But steady and regular breathing can also help to maximize the exercise of each hammer strike!

"Physical strength and endurance are also extraordinary traits. He has already struck more than hundred hammers. His breath is not messed up at all. From this point, it has exceeded the limit of Tang San. Moreover, Tang San can't strike every hammer with his full strength and also his control is not so exquisite! The effect of Wang Feng single hammer strike is equivalent to the ten hammers strike of Tang San's!"

Tang Hao calmly continued annalysed.

Wang Feng have just started to learn how to swing a hammer and swinging a hundred hammers in a single breath is already the limit. Then he will rest for a while and then again continue to hit a hundred hammers in one breath.

"One hundred and fifty hammers in one breath should be the limit of the Xiao Feng. Moreover, this hitting method consumes a lot of energy from the body and will not fully recover for a long period of time." Tang Hao observed.

This is the fact.

Tang Hao observed very accurately. After one hundred and fifty hammers, Wang Feng's breathing, although still smooth, was a little uneven as he gasped for breath.

The sound of hammer hitting the raw iron is also uneven.

Seeing this, Tang Hao also nodded and left quietly.

"This Xiao Feng usually looks lazy, I didn't expected him to be so powerful in the secret! Whether it is talent or physical fitness, they are both very strong for his age! People in the village, all look at him with just the thought that this kid has a sharp mind but would never thought of him to be so powerful, right?"

Tang Hao shook his head. He didn't have to talk to the people in the village.

Even his son Xiao San he didn't bother to care about it, let alone Xiao Feng.  

"When you are worn out you will stop. If he didn't obediently bring the hammer and the quarter of the original raw iron back after practicing…." Tang Hao secretly said in his heart, "Well, I will go back and sleep for a while now."

Tang Hao calculated that with the strength of each hammer strike of Xiao Feng more than one hundred and fifty hammer strike is right enough to quench that piece of raw iron by a quarter! This is already incredible! 

It took ten days for Xiao San to purify out two thirds of a piece of original raw iron.

This Xiao Feng can refine a quarter at a time!

Give him three or four days, maybe it will be completed refined! However, what Tang Hao didn't know was after he left, Wang Feng did not stop as he had thought but still clenched his teeth and persisted. One hundred and fifty hammer strike can only make him feel tired but his limit is far greater than this!

If Tang Hao saw this scene, he would have definitely stopped him.

If he kept hitting like this, he will reach the extreme point that his body can withstand and will overexert the body! Because, as it was, Wang Feng would also be impacted by the recoil of the great force of the hammer strike at the same time he hits!

But unfortunately, Tang Hao couldn't see it as he walked back to the village.

It was a little far away from that remote place and he couldn't even hear the subsequent sounds.

Clang!

Clang!

"Five hundred hammers!"

After Wang Feng hit the last hammer, his body was extremely exhausted and his consciousness began to blur. Wang Feng looked at the original iron that had become much smaller and even if there was no burning fire but just by being hammered by him, it had turned red!

"Meteoric tears did not gush out the energy. It means that I have not exceeded the limit."

Wang Feng gritted his teeth, clearly feeling that his body didn't have any strength.

Limit, this is the limit! But he wants to exceed this limit!

"Beautiful girl in each arm, powerful martial soul, high enough pretense… um... I will persist.."

His upright will to hold a beauty in each of the three arms, let Wang Feng persevere till the end!

Thinking about it, Wang Feng began to wield the giant hammer and continue to hit it down!

"Six hundred..."

"Seven hundred..."

Clang!

Clang! 

Until Wang Feng's consciousness was completely blurred, his body as if almost instinctive continued hitting the raw iron.

He doesn't even know how many times he has striked the iron! But, when he stopped that piece of the raw iron was completely refined successfully.

Wang Feng fell down after seeing that.

This time, he was really exhausted with no strength left at all.

If Tang Hao was still there, his jaw would have dropped!

Because this six-year-old boy, completely refined a piece of raw iron in one go!!

Boom!!

As Wang Feng fell to the ground, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Because, a familiar warm energy current slowly poured out from his heart! The power of Meteoric Tears! It proved that he finally surpassed the limit of his body again!

The next day at early morning.

At this moment, Tang Hao woke up leisurely, eating breakfast that Tang San had already cooked and found out that Xiao San was actually tinkering with herbs today.

Tang Hao was surprised and was silent for a moment, before asking: "Little San, what are you doing with medicinal herbs? Are you injured?"

Tang San shook his head, cautiously:

"No, today I agreed with Feng' ge to a spar. I'm afraid he will be hurt, so I have  prepared the ointment for him in advance..." As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he could naturally prepare a simple ointment.

Hearing this, Tang Hao fell silent.

 In his mind yesterday scene came flying back where Xiao Feng was swinging the giant hammer. 'Xiao Feng, he should be a little stronger than the san'er?'

If the kids fight it's impossible to say who will win.

Xiao san is usually stable. This idea must have been proposed by Xiao Feng. I guess he want to test his level? Tang Hao is a clever man, he probably guessed the reason.

But it is not enough reason for him to bother, he is too lazy to bother, the kids are just sparring, Xiao San has always been very prudent and well-behaved and there is also no harm in sparring.

"Well, be careful yourself." Tang Hao said lightly. Seeing this, Tang San heaved a sigh of relief.

If the father disagrees, he really can't deny his decison but he still has to tell his father about this matter.

"Then father, I will go out first."

Tang San collected the prepared ointment and walked outside.

Tang Hao nodded slightly, shortly after Tang San left.

Tang Hao walked towards the furnace and suddenly saw a piece of hardened refined raw iron! 

Tang Hao's body shook slightly as he looked at this piece of raw iron that had been refined in an incredible way. This piece of refined raw iron is surprisingly the same raw iron he saw yesterday that Wang Feng was hitting!

Subconsciously, Tang Hao wanted to rush out of the house and pull Tang San back...

But after thinking about it "Forget it, Xiao San prepared the ointment...whatever, he may as well use it om himself."

"Xiao Feng, this freak!!!"

Tang Hao grinned lightheartedly and walked to the inner room, then abruptly fell asleep.

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