Part [1]

"Hey, unknowingly, has it been six years since then?"

Tang Zuo was lying halfway up the mountain, looking at the stars in the sky, sighing his own destiny.

"Brother, I'm home for dinner."　

A thin figure appeared not far from the mountain, who looked about five to six years old.

"I know the mistress."　

After that, Tang Zuo stood up and followed Tang San back home.　

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, Tang Zuo saw his drunkard father and he couldn't help but curled his mouth, but he recovered immediately.　

"So the boss, or Title Douluo, let us raise it?" Tang Zuo asked inwardly.　

Tang Zuo worked in a comic company in his previous life, and was responsible for the localization of Hokage and the special effects of Douluo Dalu. In his previous life, he had no family, and he even had few friends.　

It was a sunny morning, and Tang Zuo was walking leisurely on the street when a shout came.

"Ah, help, please, help me."

At that time, the number of people passing by was innumerable, and there was no one to help her. Tang Zuo loved to fight injustices, and he hurried wherever he heard the shouts. Unexpectedly, he was hit by a silver Porsche on the road. He woke up and found out. He became a baby, and after constant understanding, he knew that he had crossed into the world of Douluo Continent.

It's fine to be hit by a car and go through this kind of bloody plot, not to mention that he actually went through to become Tang San's brother, or his own brother.

When he was three years old, he discovered another shocking secret. He found out that he looked exactly like Sasuke in Naruto. His handsome face had sharp eyes, and his tall nose exuded a seductive look. breath.

Of course, that's what Tang Zuo looks like when he grows up.

Now he is at best a cute little handsome guy, uh, yes, cute.

Since Tang Zuo crossed over, he has been planning his future with great ambition.

He was regarded as a child prodigy by Tang Hao since he was born, and he was different from Tang San. Although Tang San was a traverser, he did not have the terrifying mental power of Tang Zuo, and he did not have the handsome appearance of Tang Zuo. .

Tang Zuo was able to speak at one year old, and he was already able to run at one and a half years old. This series of actions were astonishing to Tang Hao, and even more astonishing to Tang San who grew up with him.

If only these Tang San could accept it, he still had the strength several times stronger than Tang San.

Later Tang San found out that he couldn't compare with his brother at all, his brother was a child of someone else's family.

"Father, wake up and have dinner." Tang Zuo said.

After listening to Tang Zuo's words, Tang Hao also sat up, preparing to eat.

"Boom boom boom."

There was a deafening knock on the door.

"Who." Tang San wanted to open the door, but was suppressed by Tang Zuo. "Little San, you have a good meal, I'll go."

Tang Zuo's exquisite face was full of love, a lively younger brother.

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

After Tang Zuo opened the door, he saw a white-haired old man wearing yellow clothes and leaning on a cane.

"Grandpa Jack? Why are you here?" Tang San asked suspiciously.

"Xiao San, Xiao Zuo, tomorrow the soul master will help you awaken your martial souls. I'll let you know and wish you good luck by the way."

"Sure enough?" Tang Zuo had guessed it when he saw Jack coming, but even knowing it would not prevent him from getting excited.

"Which Martial Spirit will I awaken? Zhuanyan? Clear Sky Hammer? I look forward to it."

Just when Tang Zuo was thinking about wrongs, Jack began to scold Tang Hao again.

"You said that you are an adult and you are raised by two children. Are you embarrassed?"

Tang Hao directly ignored Jack after hearing it, as if nothing had happened.

Tang Zuo has been in awe of Jack since he was born.

Who is Jack? It's a person who has a hard-steel title Douluo, someone who can scold Title Douluo, and a person who brings out two gods from later generations. Can this be a joke?

"Hey." Jack shook his head after seeing Tang Hao's reaction, saying that he felt worthless for the two Tang brothers.

Tang Zuo and Tang San looked at each other with a smile, waved their hands helplessly, without saying anything.

After Jack left, the three of them hurriedly ate a meal. Our protagonist Tang Zuo is a chef, who can make 100 kinds of tofu.

Everyone is an expression of enjoyment.

"Brother, I'm full." Tang San thought, looking at his bulging belly.

"I have lived for two lifetimes. Why do I feel like a child every time I eat my brother's food?"

"I've finished eating too."

Tang Zuo put down his bowl and chopsticks, and cleared the table together with Tang San.

After a while, the two of them finished brushing the bowl and chopsticks. Tang San saw that Tang Hao was hitting iron, and asked, "Father, can you teach me to hit iron?"

Tang Hao stagnated slightly.

"Why? _?? Want to learn how to fight iron?"

Tang San nodded, and Tang Zuo nodded interestingly.

"Well, then I will show you it again."

After all, Tang Hao picked up the iron hammer and hit the iron rhythmically with one hammer, the piece of fine iron continuously splashed out sparks, and the deafening beating sound formed a rhythm in Tang San's ears, as if it were a piece of music. , And in Tang Zuo's ears... uh, it's noise.soon,hat piece of fine iron has completely changed.　"How about it, have you two learnt it?"　

Tang San nodded.

Tang Zuo nodded.

Tang Hao handed the hammer to Tang San.

"Little San, you come first." #... ...

Tang San heard that he took the dying hammer, of course, but in the eyes of others, it didn't matter to Tang San.

The sound of iron strikes kept coming.

Ten times...

Twenty times...

It was finally frozen at thirty-eight times.　

"Three... thirty-eight times?"

Tang Hao's pupils dilated to take a breath.　

Tang San then handed the hammer to Tang Zuo, and both of them looked at him expectantly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com made Tang Zuo feel terrified.

"Kangkangkang!"　

Thirty times...

　Forty times...

　Did not stop.

　"Father, brother..." Tang San's eyes looked at Tang Hao like a monster, and even Tang Hao leaked a smile after a long time.

　"Five, fifty-six times?"

　Tang Hao's jaw dropped in shock.

　"Father, what is this trick called?" Tang San asked first to wake up from the shock Tang Zuo brought him.

　"It's called Chaos Cloak Hammer Method." Tang Hao deliberately added a pause, and then emphasized the following words.

　Tang Zuo couldn't help but remember a story from his previous life.

　A long, long time ago, there was someone named Xia Ji. She was a blacksmith who had been pursuing the ultimate in ironing since she was a child. Suddenly one day, he was inspired to research the chaotic cloak hammer method in a special way, but she was helplessly not strong enough. , So she could only hammer eight times, and later this hammer technique was remembered by her descendants.

　Therefore, the chaotic cloak hammer method is also known as-Xia Ji eight fights.

　Thinking of this, Tang Zuo laughed out loud.

　Tang Hao looked at the smile on Tang Zuo's extremely handsome face, and his second-hundred-year-old Frosty Frozen also showed a slight smile.

　　"Brother, I thought I couldn't beat you in other aspects, but I was sure to win this aspect, but I was hit by you again." Tang San stared at Tang Zuo with wide-eyed eyes dumbly.　

　Tang Zuo scratched his head awkwardly, then raised his right hand, merged his index finger with his middle finger, and knocked on Tang San's head.　"

There is Lucid, Tang San."　

Tang San blushed...

Tang San buried his face in his leg...