Douluo: Martial Spirit Evolution, I Knock Down Tang San at the Start

Chapter 5 Xiao Li Fei Dao!

After Lin Yun got home, he got busy, after all, Tang San had just given him a challenge.

The undefeated record can't just be finalized like this.

If he remembered correctly, Tang San's first hidden weapon should be the Xiujian, this kind of hidden weapon is highly concealable and easy to carry.

After much deliberation, Lin Yun realized that one of the best ways to restrain hidden weapons is to use hidden weapons as well!

He definitely doesn't know Tang Sect's tricks, but he knows a very famous hidden weapon, and that is Xiao Li Fei Dao!

According to the legend, Xiao Li Feidao is an extremely powerful unique martial art in the martial arts, and his master Li Xunhuan gained a great reputation by virtue of it.

Xiao Li Feidao's knife manual was obtained by Lin Yun in his previous life by chance, but unfortunately, he belched in the Douluo Continent just a few days after he practiced.

Now by taking the opportunity to compete with Tang San, he can pick it up.

Just do it, the first thing he needs to do is to find a suitable throwing knife.

Lin Yun rummaged around at home and just found a small knife for peeling fruit, so he could only make do with it.

Then he found a log as thick as an arm in the yard and stood it up. This was the target.

"Stinky boy, what are you messing around with? You've made a mess of the house."

Old Jack lay on the chair at the door and said angrily as he watched Lin Yun toss and turn in a hurry.

"Hey, grandpa, just watch it." Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Hehe." Old Jack chuckled, "I want to see what you can come up with."

Lin Yun stood about ten meters away from the wooden post, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his entire aura changed.

Swish.

The throwing knife in his hand flew forward like lightning, and then perfectly missed the stake and plunged into the soil.

Lin Yun's face remained unchanged, he silently picked up the throwing knife and threw it again.

This time the throwing knife deviated from a much smaller trajectory, barely passing the stake.

"I see." Lin Yun smiled. The first two failures were not fruitless, and he had already mastered some tricks.

He threw the throwing knife for the third time, and this time it hit the stake accurately.

"Gulu." Old Jack took a sip of the tea next to him.

He realized a long time ago that the grandson he picked up was unusual.

When Lin Yun was very young, strange words such as freedom and democracy would often come out of his mouth, and he stopped saying them until later.

Old Jack knew very well that Lin Yun didn't forget these words, but gradually hid himself.

"Son, no matter what secrets you have, I hope you can bring glory to Holy Soul Village." Old Jack said to himself.

"It's a bit weak." Lin Yun muttered to himself, and pulled out the flying knife.

Xiao Li Feidao's unique martial art requires strong internal force to be stimulated, but now Lin Yun has lost many souls when it is used.

However, although Lin Yun has no internal strength now, he does have soul power, and he is still full of soul power innately!
"call--"

He took a deep breath and wrapped the flying knife with the soul power in his body.

Swish!
Xiao Li's flying knife disappeared into Lin Yun's hands as quickly as lightning.

boom!
The stake fell apart with a "bang", and the flying knife was firmly inserted into the soil, leaving only a handle.

Seeing this, Old Jack stood up excitedly from his chair. The move Lin Yun performed just now deeply shocked him.

"Grandpa, do you think I'm good?" Lin Yun said stinky.

"Fantastic!" Old Jack nodded.

His greatest wish in this generation is to restore the glory of Holy Soul Village, but it is a pity that there have been no senior soul masters in Holy Soul Village for many years.

This is the reason why Lin Yun and Tang San are still willing to send these two little guys to the Elementary Soul Master Academy even though both Lin Yun and Tang San awakened waste spirits.

Innately full of soul power!
Holy Soul Village hadn't appeared in many years, so he had to take a chance.

As long as one of them can become a high-level soul master, then he has made the right bet.

There is hope that Holy Soul Village will be restored to its former glory.

Lin Yun pulled out the throwing knife inserted deep into the soil. It seems that soul power and internal power are similar, they are just different forms of energy.

"Stinky boy, do you want grandpa to help you get a thicker stake?" Old Jack said with a smile.

"Okay!" Lin Yun smiled and nodded.

……

When Tang San returned to the house, Tang Hao had fallen asleep on the bed, and the sound of snoring could be faintly heard.

After closing the door lightly for Tang Hao, Tang San took the iron block that had already taken shape and continued to beat.

This kind of iron is called black iron, which is doped with a very special metal, which is extremely hard, and is extremely common in Douluo Continent.

After he threw the iron block into the stove and burned it red, he took Tang Hao's hammer that was as long as half his height and struck it.

The Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique taught to him by Tang Hao yesterday is not only the most powerful hammer technique in the blacksmithing industry, but also possesses extremely powerful combat power.

Back then Tang Hao broke through the siege of the Wuhun Hall by relying on the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique and the strength of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Jingle, Jingle!
Tang San hammered and hammered again and again, every time he hammered, flames splashed everywhere, but Wu Tie remained unchanged.

This scene didn't make Tang San discouraged, on the contrary, he lowered the hammer faster, and the sound of Ding Ling's clang continued, like a steel symphony.

Whoops, whoops!
Tang San kept panting heavily, his clothes were all wet with sweat, but the speed of his hammering did not hesitate at all.

The iron block finally changed, and began to gradually develop towards the shape Tang San wanted.

In the back room, Tang Hao stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. In fact, he hadn't fallen asleep. Just from the sound of Tang San striking iron, he could tell that the child still had many problems.

He stood up and leaned against the door frame, silently watching Tang San strike iron.

"Huh, so tired!" Tang San threw the iron block that was not warm enough into the stove, turned his head and was startled, "Dad, are you up?"

"Yeah." Tang Hao nodded, walked to a table beside him and sat down.

"Father, I will cook after I have a rest." Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"No hurry." Tang Hao shook his head, "Old Jack has already told me, if you want to go to the Soul Master Academy in Notting City, go, I won't stop you."

"Father, I understand." Tang San said silently, in fact he was still very reluctant in his heart.

"En." Tang Hao nodded and stood up, "There are many mistakes in your hammering method just now, I will demonstrate it to you personally, you can watch it."

"Okay!" Tang San jumped up happily, he really felt that there were still many problems with his Disorderly Cloak Wind Hammer Technique.

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