Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Chapter 112 Be confident
Returning to the valley, Qing Huan saw Tang San climbing up from the pool to a rock under the waterfall, but before he could stand on it, he was washed back into the water by the waterfall.

Tang Hao watched silently from the side. When he saw Qing Huan coming back, he said, "When practicing the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, it is easy to automatically draw out the soul power... I can seal Xiao San's soul power, but I shouldn't be able to seal yours."

"I still have some confidence in the control of my own soul power."

Soul power control is one thing, Qing Huan was unwilling to let Tang Hao do anything to her, so she just asked curiously: "How do you seal a person's soul power?"

Tang San practiced the "Xuan Tian Gong" and stored his soul power in his dantian. Considering that there are no meridians in the Douluo Continent, how can a person's soul power be sealed?

Tang Hao looked at Qing Huan strangely and said, "When the weapon spirit awakens, it will appear in the hand through the arm. You only need to cut off the soul power of the two arms. Naturally, you can't summon the spirit. If you can't summon the spirit, you naturally can't feel the soul power."

It's really simple and crude.

Qing Huan felt a little regretful and said, "It only works on weapon spirits, right? And to summon weapon spirits through hands, only people who don't know enough about their own spirits would do that, right?"

For ordinary weapon spirit masters, they may need to use their hands to summon their martial spirits before reaching level 70, but after reaching level 70, using their martial spirits is just a matter of habit!

Tang Hao agreed, remained silent for a moment, and said, "What happened just now?"

Qing Huan said casually: "Four Title Douluo from Xingluo came to trouble me, but I solved them."

Tang Hao stared at Qing Huan seriously for a long time, and said: "I can recommend you to join the Haotian Sect. This way, no one will bother you anymore."

Qing Huan raised an eyebrow and looked at him. After a moment, he smiled and said, "No, the Xingluo royal family is looking for trouble with me. I hate all Xingluo people. The Haotian Sect also originated from Xingluo."

Tang Hao was puzzled and asked, "Are you serious?"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "The last pope of the Spirit Hall was looking for trouble with you, and you killed him. You hated the Spirit Hall and even passed this hatred on to your son... Even though your son's spirit was awakened by the Spirit Hall, he has been receiving spirit master subsidies from the Spirit Hall for so many years.

Now that the Xingluo royal family is causing trouble for me, even though I killed them, should I also hate all Xingluo people? Besides, Xingluo has done me no favors."

Tang Hao choked and said in a muffled voice: "This is different!"

Qing Huan asked back, "What's the difference? Although Xing Luo is an empire, isn't it also a force headed by the royal Dai family? It's the same force as the Spirit Hall. You can hate the entire Spirit Hall, but I can't hate the entire Xing Luo Empire?"

Tang Hao was speechless, his expression gloomy and uncertain.

Glancing at him, Qing Huan said, "Okay, I was just kidding... I can learn the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique now."

Tang Hao silently picked up the hammer, took a deep breath, and just like the "full force attack", he used his legs to lead his waist, his waist to lead his back, and his back to lead his arms, and with a bang, the hammer hit the iron block.

When the hammer bounced up due to the reaction force, Tang Hao suddenly turned around, still using his calf to exert force, and the hammer that bounced up was swung up by him. He swung it in the air, accompanied by a strong wind sound, and there was another loud bang, and it fell on the iron block again.

Tang Hao's movements matched the rhythm of the hammer's rebound perfectly. His speed became faster and faster, and his strength became stronger and stronger. In a blink of an eye, he had already smashed out thirty-six hammers!
When he was about to strike the thirty-seventh hammer, the breath in his mouth suddenly became disordered. Although this hammer was struck, the effect was far inferior to the previous ones... It was just equivalent to an ordinary "full-strength blow".

Qing Huan had been staring at him, and now he said, "Your mind is in a mess, causing your breath to become messy as well... This is not what a good teacher should do."

Tang Hao neither admitted nor denied it, he just put down the hammer and said: "With your wisdom, you should understand the principle."

Qing Huan nodded and said, "Use the rebound force of the hammer as the power for your next attack, and superimpose your own "full force attack". This is a technique of using the force of others to attack you. The key lies in the timing of using the force, and how to maximize the use of the rebound force...

And your own balance ability, constantly borrowing force, the force is superimposed on yourself, and finally it will exceed the limit of your control, so you also need the coordination of your body. "

Tang Hao was not surprised, or rather, he was used to it, and said, "Since you already understand, there is no need for me to say anything more."

Qing Huan stepped forward, picked up the hammer, sighed, and said, "This thing can only be mastered through constant practice, and eventually reach the point where 'practice makes perfect'. No matter how smart a person is, he can only rely on hard practice."

While saying this, Qinghuan's eyes became focused. He imitated Tang Hao's posture and started smashing.

After only three hits, the hammer went crooked with the fourth one, because the body lost balance due to the combined force.

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Tang San climbed out of the pool exhausted, his hands and feet were shaking. He sat on the ground and gasped for breath, while looking at Qing Huan who was smashing the hammer on the casting table.

Tang San naturally knew that Qinghuan used the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, which his father taught him when he was six years old.

He has practiced for so many years but still hasn't been able to fully master this hammer technique. I wonder how long Qing Huan will need... Thinking about it, Tang San felt jealous again. Watching Qing Huan smash fourteen hammers in a row, and then supporting himself on the casting table for a while before shaking his head, Tang San couldn't help but curl his lips.

He knew very well that Qinghuan was dizzy. An ordinary person who had not been trained would feel dizzy after spinning a few times, not to mention that the cloak was using the force to counteract the opponent's force, causing the rotation to become faster and faster.

He didn't know why, but he felt happy when he saw Qinghuan making a fool of herself.

After recovering for a while, Tang San was about to go back to the pool to continue when Tang Hao walked up to him and said, "You are right. It was the former Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji who led the team and forced your mother to sacrifice herself."

"It's the Spirit Hall!" Tang San gritted his teeth and said, "Spirit Hall, I will never forgive you!"

Tang Hao looked at him and suddenly asked, "Xiao San, who do you think has a grudge against us?"

Tang San was surprised, but said without hesitation: "Of course it's the Spirit Hall!"

Tang Hao continued to ask: "As long as they are from the Spirit Hall, do they have a grudge against us?"

Tang San said without hesitation: "Of course!"

Tang Hao paused for a moment and said, "What about the wolf cub who awakened your martial spirit for you?"

Tang San was stunned.

Tang Hao asked again: "What about the people who gave you the Spirit Hall Spirit Master subsidies you received over the years?"

Tang San said with difficulty: "Teacher... Yu Xiaogang said that the money was paid by the two empires."

Tang Hao asked: "Where did the two empires get the money from? Why are they willing to give out this money? Why don't they distribute it themselves?"

Tang San opened his mouth, speechless.

Tang Hao sighed and said, "Qing Huan said that the Xing Luo royal family was looking for trouble with him, so he hates all Xing Luo people, including the Hao Tian Sect... Do you think what he said makes sense?
The Spirit Hall's Pope Qian Xunji and his men forced Ah Yin to sacrifice himself. I hate all the Spirit Hall people, so does my behavior make sense?"

"Dad!" Tang San shouted, and said firmly: "No matter what Qing Huan said, we just need to recognize that the Spirit Hall is our enemy!"

Tang Hao didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "Qian Xunji was killed by me, I can continue to seek revenge on the Spirit Hall... Then the Xingluo Royal Family is looking for trouble with Qinghuan, why can't he seek revenge on the Haotian Sect?"

Tang San asked worriedly: "Dad, are you okay?"

Tang Hao had a complicated look in his eyes. He shook his head, turned around, walked to the grassland, and sat down next to Ah Yin.

Ah Yin stretched out a vine and wrapped it around Tang Hao's fingers.

"Ayin, what is right and what is wrong? Did I hate the wrong person?" Tang Hao's face was full of pain and confusion.

More vines entangled him.

After a long time, Lan Yin suddenly came out, looked at Tang Hao with disdain, and said to Ah Yin: "Is a man like this worthy of your attention?"

Ah Yin shook the grass leaves.

"I know, I know!"

Lan Yin yelled impatiently, and said to Tang Hao: "Hey, listen carefully, Qing Huan once taught me a word, called "righteous and confident"!
It means that as long as you follow your inner truth and act according to your heart, you can be firm in your heart! When your heart is firm, your energy, your soul power, and your martial soul will completely obey you.

Because I am "righteous" and have a clear conscience, I am "confident"! "

Tang Hao looked at Lan Yin blankly.

Lan Yin said irritably: "That's the truth. Qing Huan even used Tang Chen from your Haotian Sect as an example. Why is Tang Chen so strong? Because his hammer is his truth!
That’s all I have to say. It’s up to you whether you can figure it out or not.”

Then, Lan Yin said to Ah Yin, "And you, stop bothering me with his affairs. I am the Blue Silver Emperor of this generation, and you are out of date!"

As he spoke, he snorted and disappeared among the blue silver grass.

(End of this chapter)