Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

　　 "Mutated Martial Soul, Twin Martial Soul...A Yin, have you seen it? This is our child!"

　　 Fiercely, Tang Hao opened his strong arms and hugged Tang San and Tang Chen tightly into his arms.

　　 "This old man..."

　　 Feeling Tang Hao's broad and warm embrace, Tang Chen couldn't help being silent. This was the first time Tang Hao embraced them like this since he could remember, and it was also the first time that he showed his emotions like this.

　　Perhaps after the death of his mother, the old man's spirit was cut off, and the former Haotian Douluo became a drunkard. However, his once sharp fighting spirit seemed to have a tendency to awaken after learning about the spirits of the two Tang Chen brothers.

When Tang Chen's eyes were drooping and silent, Tang San beside him felt that the little hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, even though Tang San liked the warmth brought by this kind of paternal love. , But he didn't want the hammer to drop his hand and hit his father.

　　 "Dad, I can't hold on anymore." Tang San couldn't help but said.

　　 Tang Hao released his arms, "Retract it."

　　The black light dissipated, and the weight disappeared. Tang San felt very strange. It was obviously a hammer formed by a special force in his Profound Sky Art mixture, but why couldn't he hold it? What made him even more surprised was that after summoning that little hammer, his internal strength was actually consumed.

　　 The expression on Tang Hao's face was mixed, at least the two brothers Tang Chen had never seen his face so wonderful. After a long time, Tang Hao said slowly: "Little San, you must remember that in your future, you must use your left hand hammer to protect the grass on your right hand. Forever."

　　 Tang San nodded without understanding.

　　 "Xiao Chen, I know you have always looked down on my father, but you must remember that in any case, you must protect yourself and your brother."

　　 This is the first time that Tang Hao has spoken to Tang Chen in such a solemn tone. It is rare. Tang Chen did not refute, but turned his head and said: "I know, I know, the old man is just verbose."

　　 The corner of Tang Hao's mouth moved slightly, and then he returned to the inside again.

　　 At lunch, Tang Hao seemed very silent, even his appetite seemed to be much less than before, his eyes fell on Tang Chen and Tang San from time to time, as if hesitating.

　　 After lunch, Tang Chen was accustomed to picking up the dishes, but when Tang San was about to continue his ironing, he was stopped by Tang Hao.

　　 "Let's do it later. Xiaochen, Xiaosan, I ask you, do you want to become a soul master?"

　　 Tang San was taken aback for a moment and looked at Tang Hao. He was unwilling to deceive his father. After hesitating for a while, he nodded. Tang Chen's eyes moved, he heard something from Tang Hao's words, and nodded.

　　 Tang Hao sighed, his face looked a bit older, "You still have to choose this path after all." He just said this one more sentence and went back to his room.

　　 Tang San found that when Tang Hao sighed, he was disappointed in his emotions, but it was more of a relieved expression. He understood that there seemed to be many things hidden in his father's heart.

　　While Tang Chen was washing the dishes, Tang San walked to the forging table again and continued his work. When he discovered that this kind of work could still exercise his Profound Heaven Skill, the purpose of his ironing was not just to create hidden weapons, but cultivation was also included in his plan.

　　 When the pounding in the afternoon reached more than three hundred times, and it felt that the pig iron removed some impurities, the door curtain was lifted and Tang Hao walked in. He didn't seem to build farm tools this afternoon, at least Tang San didn't hear the familiar knocking sound.

　　 Tang Hao rarely observes Tang San's work, so the hammer in Tang San's hand stops unconsciously.

　　 Tang Hao made a gesture for him to continue, walked to the side and stood still, without speaking, just looking at him.

　　 With Tang Hao watching by his side, Tang San couldn't help but work harder. Now he is no different from those children who hope to behave in front of their parents.

　　 Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang..., the percussive sound keeps sounding, Tang San's young body is not in proportion to the hammer in his hand, but every time the hammer is lifted, it is full of vigor.

　　 If you want to become a powerful soul master, it is far from impossible to rely on qualifications alone, but you also need to have strong self-control and the patience to continuously practice for decades. Tang San's work during this period all showed that he was a perfect soul master seedling. Tang Hao sighed, maybe Old Jack was right, his decadent self really dragged the children back.

　　 Looking at Tang San who was sweating like rain, Tang Hao finally made up his mind.

　　 "Stop it." Tang Hao said.

　　 Tang San put down the hammer in his hand, gasped slightly, and quietly urged the Xuan Tian Gong in his body to adjust his breath to restore his physical strength.

　　 Tang Hao walked in front of Tang San, took the hammer in his hand, and looked at the red iron block burning on the stove, "beating like you, even a year can't make it the size of a fist."

　　 "Then what should I do?" Tang San asked, looking at his tall father.

　　 Tang Hao didn't answer immediately. He shouted to Tang Chen who was busy in the kitchen, "Xiao Chen, come here."

　　 "What's the matter, old man?!"

　　 Tang Chen walked over in confusion, with some flour sticking to his hands. He exchanged the extra rabbit for the people in the village, and he planned to give Tang San some staple food to taste.

　　 "You all have hammer-like martial arts, but do you know where in your body is the first force when you swing a hammer?"

　　 "It should be the waist of a person." Tang San thought for a while and replied.

　　 As expected, it's coming.

　　 Tang Chen, who has a deep memory of the plot of the original book, knew what Tang Hao was going to teach when he heard these words.

　　 As expected, after Tang San answered, Tang Hao continued: "Apart from the brain, what are the most important organs in the human body?"

　　 "It's the heart." Tang San answered without hesitation. In the analysis of many hidden weapons in his mind, except for the brain, it was the heart that killed one shot.

　　 Tang Hao paused, then said: "Then tell me again, how many hearts does a person have?"

　　 "One, one?!"

　　 Tang San replied somewhat puzzled.

　　 Tang Hao shook his head and said, "No, you are wrong. Remember, there are three human hearts, not one."

Tang Hao turned the casting hammer in his hand and touched Tang San's two calves with the handle of the hammer, "Here. The muscles on the two calves of a person are the second and third hearts. A person, if you want to If all of your strength is exerted, then it must be the result of three hearts working at the same time. Therefore, when exerting strength, you do not start with the waist. The three hearts are the starting point."

"When the heart in your chest is beating rapidly, the mana starts from the two lower legs, the power is transmitted to the thighs, through the waist, back, arms, and finally released. This is a full blow. The heart is exerting force, and the waist is the axis. . Look good!"

　　 The next moment, Tang Hao motioned to Tang Chen and Tang San to push back a few, and the hammer in his hand was also straightened. He snorted, and the calf exposed outside the tattered trousers instantly tightened. With the calf as the starting point and waist as the axis, the forging hammer in his hand was suddenly driven, and with a terrifying power, it crashed onto the forging platform. Hot red pig iron.

　　 In just one click, the pig iron sank more than one-third, which was comparable to Tang San's nearly a hundred days of hard work!

　　 can't be wrong!

　　, Tang Chen's eyes shimmered slightly. This is how many times in the original work, he helped Tang San through the dangers. It is known as the strongest hammer technique for forging metal, and it is also an extremely powerful combat technique—Chaotic Cloak!