Hammer Method’s Great Success, Slaughter Energy (3)

Even more dreadful, after the Clear Sky Hammer was combined with Tang San's Tang Sect hidden weapons, as long as Tang San's spiritual force locked onto the opponent, unless the opponent had spiritual force far greater than his, and moreover was proficient in teleportation type capabilities, he would only be able to stiffly block it. Basically without the chance to dodge.

Hong——

The halted waterfall fell, ferociously smashing Tang San standing on the round rock. But Tang San stood there without moving a single jot, like a nail hammered into the rock. His face even displayed a somewhat pleasurable expression. Immersed in the enormous waterfall, spitting out a breath, profound Mysterious Heaven Skill covered his body in a layer of faint white Big Dipper Qi.

Figure flashing, Tang San had leapt from the round stone. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand quietly disappeared, replaced by several dozen strands of Blue Silver Grass striking downwards, lashing the surface of the water. Tang San used the momentum to soar out, landing directly next to Tang Hao on the shore.

When Tang San soared over, Tang Hao's facial expression had already returned to solemnity. As he looked at his son smoothly landing next to him, he said indifferently:

"Think you're very powerful, yes?"

Tang San scratched his dripping wet hair,

"Dad, I understand, I won't be conceited, I will definitely continue working hard. Only, most recently I've felt that progressing in the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method with more practice is very hard."

Listening to his son, Tang Hao couldn't hold back a burst of helplessness in his heart. He still hadn't said anything about his special training, but was already stumped by this astute brat. Still thinking to progress with the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method? How can one progress after already reaching the peak? Besides the Clear Sky Hammer not having the influence of spirit rings. Tang Hao asked himself, with this hammer method alone, would he be able to do any better than his son?

"The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method training ends today. Little San, let me ask you, how do you feel about your fighting strength?"

Tang Hao asked.

Tang San thought it over. He first wanted to say he was confident, but recalling his father's formidable strength, he still changed his words,

"Still lacking by far."

"Then do you know where you are lacking?"

Tang Hao continued asking.

Tang San looked blank a moment. Saying he was lacking by far was somewhat modest, now hearing his father ask this kind of question, no immediate answer appeared.

Tang Hao apparently also wasn't looking to hear Tang San's answer, and went on:

"In theory, Grandmaster is unparallelled. His instruction methods for you were exceptionally proper, letting you build a solid foundation. Since you took him as teacher, your growth rate has been extremely fast, and you've also undergone a great many battles. You still have some real combat experience. No need to undervalue yourself. However, you still lack the essence of real combat."

"Essence? What's the essence of real combat?"

Tang San hurriedly asked. His father should be a character reckoned among the best even among Title Douluo. Even though he didn't say much, Tang San benefited from each word of guidance. He now hurriedly focused his attention to listen.

Tang Hao spoke in a low voice:

"What is real combat? A true battle with life and death in the balance is real combat. But the real combat you've experienced has for the most part been in the format of competitions. You haven't encountered many life crises. People, only in a test of life and death, will their potential be completely roused. By constantly struggling at the edge of death can one be said to truly possess the capability of battle. Your mind and battle control strength are both pretty good. But you lack one thing. The purest murderous spirit. Sense my aura."

His words falling, the pupils of Tang Hao's eyes abruptly disappeared. In that instant, he suddenly emitted an extremely ice cold aura. This aura didn't seem to have any burst power, but as it earnestly enveloped Tang San, he immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice house. Every single hair on his body stood up.

Ice cold, awe inspiring, evil, terrifying, the formidable murderous spirit making people tremble was like confronting a pouncing giant beast. Tang San clearly felt everything he did become slower within this incomparably tremendous murderous spirit. Even having the Purple Demon Eye with that Purple God Light, he didn't dare look face to face with Tang Hao.

Even more shocking to Tang San was that the droplets flowing down his body had apparently slowed, the gradually dripping water condensing into strings of ice beads, hanging from his body.

Murderous spirit turned substantial? This was one description Tang San's mind put out. Grandmaster once told him that, as his own strength reached a particularly terrifying level, his killing intent could even reach the level of substance, going from intangible to material. But this kind of level was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns even among Title Douluo.

The ice cold killing intent retreated like a tide, and Tang Hao's voice shocked Tang San awake,

"What you felt, that was murderous spirit. Don't you want to ask how to use murderous spirit? Murderous spirit actually doesn't mainly influence the opponent, but rather yourself. It can let you disregard life and death, let you display your own strength to the greatest degree, even surpass your level. It can even let you act faster. Possessing intense killing intent proves that you have once crawled from massive heaps of corpses. That you have experienced the edge of far too many life and death struggles. Even when confronting opponents far more formidable than yourself, you can still not be the slightest bit timid. Killing intent is a kind of imposing manner. In some areas it can even be equalled to courage. Perhaps it could be said that killing intent is the sublimation of courage."

Tang Hao's explanation of killing intent was undoubtedly somewhat extreme, but he made Tang San clearly understand his meaning.

"Dad, please teach me how I should obtain murderous spirit."

Tang San's looked at his father with a resolute gaze.

Tang Hao shook his head,

"No, I can't teach you. I'm unable to teach you. You are, after all, my son. Even if I released even denser killing intent, you still wouldn't believe that I'd kill you. Murderous spirit can only rely on your own understanding and what you possess. You can relax thoroughly today. Tomorrow morning, we'll set out. I'll bring you to a place where you can truly cultivate your murderous spirit."

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San couldn't help being somewhat happy. Staying here for two years, training without rest, even if this place was even more beautiful, it would still make people weary of aesthetics in the end. He could finally leave.

The father and son ate and slept in the wind, and didn't have anything to put in order. Early the next morning, Tang Hao took the lead, and the two left the pool, left this valley.

Tang San knew his father didn't like being wordy, and therefore he also didn't ask Tang Hao where they were going, only silently followed behind his father.

Passing two years of assiduous cultivation, by now Tang San's physical strength had already reached a shocking level. As if his whole body cultivated his Mysterious Jade Hand, it expressed a gem-like luster. His eyes had a reserved splendor, and if one didn't look carefully, it would be very difficult to notice the deep blue color in his pupils.

Even though Tang San hadn't made great efforts to cultivate his spiritual force in these two years, his spiritual force had still made sufficient progress. The cultivation with unswerving will and stubbornness had not only forged his body, but also forged his mind.

After five days, Tang Hao had brought Tang San to an unknown forest.

Just as they arrived, Tang San immediately sensed a familiar atmosphere. After his spiritual force had grown powerful, his senses for the outside world had also clearly grown sharper. This was the atmosphere of danger.

Tang Hao halted in front of the forest,

"You will soon go to the place where you can truly train in real combat. Therefore, it's necessary for you to obtain your fifth spirit ring. There are spirit beasts that suit you in this forest."

Finally going to get the fifth spirit ring? Tang San couldn't help being somewhat excited.

Obtaining the fifth spirit ring would also completely pull out his spirit power. In two years of cultivation, Tang San's Conception Vessel had also been connected. The only meridian that remained now was a Governing Vessel.

The goal Tang San gave himself before the sixtieth rank was to also connect the Governing Vessel. Then, his Mysterious Heaven Skill could reach another stage.

After connecting the eight meridians, he could use protective Big Dipper Qi. This was something Spirit Masters didn't have. In the terms of this world, it should be called spirit power materialization.

"Sit."

Tang Hao pointed to the ground.

Tang San was blank a moment, but still followed his words and sat cross legged on the ground. Only he was somewhat unclear on just what his father would actually have him do.

Tang Hao didn't explain, but walked to Tang San's side,

"Release your Blue Silver Grass, afterwards use your heart to feel. With your present spiritual force, you should be able to sense it. Originally, I wasn't going to let you obtain this capability so early, but with the growth of your spiritual force so far, it should be time to receive it."

Tang San didn't understand the meaning of his father's words, he only vaguely heard that the spirit ring ahead of him was something his father had planned for long ago.

Without thinking of anything else, he immediately closed his eyes. Blue Silver Grass released automatically, revolving around his body and slowly spreading. Condensing his spiritual force, he scattered it into his surroundings.

As a plant, blue silver grass was universal across the Continent.

Very soon, Tang San entered that realm he had once entered before. The surrounding blue silver grass seemed to call out to him, his spiritual force strengthened substantially, making his senses become especially clear.

He could even distinguish the mood of each blue silver grass.

His senses gradually spread along with his spiritual force, and Tang San felt the aura of the blue silver grass grow more and more tremendous.

Gradually, he became soaked in this feeling. He discovered that all the blue silver grass seemed to have a kind of nourishing mood towards him.

It was like they were his children, blabbering to their father in excitement.