Douluo: Rebellious son of the Tang family

Supported by the long-term goal of rescuing Xiao Wu, Tang San fought repeatedly, failing once and succeeding twice, and failing twice and failing three times. He firmly believed that what his father asked him to do must have his reasons. In order to become stronger, he

He gritted his teeth and endured it.

After failing countless times, Tang San gradually mastered some skills and began to judge the smoothness of the round stone and the impact of the water flow. He looked for the best entry point to stand on the stone and began to work hard to avoid the flow of water.

Impact, use every part of your body to relieve the force.

The heavy casting hammer undoubtedly helped him. The heavier it was, the less likely it was to be washed into the pool.

And Tang Hao has been meditating and practicing in the hole he blasted before, and didn't care about Tang San. But he was a little disappointed with his talent. After all, he was afraid of comparison in everything. They were both twin brothers.

Compared with Yunchuan, Tang San's performance seemed to be... not ordinary bad.

But there is no way, this son is his last hope after all. After all, he is also a twin martial soul. If he grows up, he can still look forward to it... at least he will be better than his father.

Tang San's storage belt contained a large amount of drinking water and food, enough for two people to last for a month.

Therefore, in the next month, Tang San did not pick fruits. Whenever he came up to rest, he would give some food to his father's cave and place it in front of his father. After eating, he would rest immediately.

, once your energy is restored, you dive back into the water.

Tang Hao would occasionally open his eyes, and his eyes would naturally fall on Tang San. Although he was a little disappointed with his talent, seeing his son being washed down and climbed up again and again, there would always be a hint of relief in his eyes.

Silly boy, do you know? This waterfall is like a casting hammer to you. What it hammers is your body.

What I want to do is to train you into a real artifact.

Five seconds.

Finally I lasted five seconds.

On the fifth day, Tang San was able to hold on for five seconds on the round stone. Although he had no help from his soul power, standing on the stone, his body could gently rhythm according to the characteristics of the ghostly shadow to remove the waterfall.

He tried his best to find the best balance point to withstand the impact. Even if it was difficult to breathe, he would hold on for as long as possible.

For Tang San, this was undoubtedly a good start.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. The initial persistence is undoubtedly the most painful. Not only did Tang San have to bear the tyrannical impact of the waterfall, but he also had to bear the pain of being unable to use his soul power. It was like an adult suddenly turned into a child, and his strength was instantaneous.

It takes some time to get used to shrinking.

And five days is just the time for this adaptation process.

For five days, after being constantly impacted by the water flow, Tang San gradually recovered from the pain of being unable to use the Xuantian Technique. With his own understanding far beyond ordinary people, he gradually mastered the method.

Starting from the sixth day, the time he stayed on the cobblestone increased exponentially, and he could finally start swinging the casting hammer in his hand. It was undoubtedly an extremely painful thing to exert force on the smooth cobblestone. But Tang San was not in a hurry.

Start practicing the random cloak hammering method, but first try to adapt to fighting in the waterfall, and work hard to control the balance point. Let the waterfall water wash away.

When Tang San was finally able to stand firm under the waterfall and would no longer be washed into the water, Tang Hao finally gave him his second instruction: practice and cultivate his soul power.

Of course, for Tang San, it was practicing the Xuantian Technique.

Tang San was once very surprised by his father's statement. His inner strength of Xuantian Kung had been sealed, so how could he still practice it?

But when he really started to practice, he found that the seal his father gave him was very strange. Although he could not use the internal power of Xuantian Kung, his practice was not affected. Whenever he started to practice in the void body, the accumulated internal power circulated

After a week, it will naturally integrate into the fiery seal and become one with its original inner strength.

Although Tang San couldn't feel the progress of Xuantian Kung by doing this, after practicing, the body's recovery speed would obviously speed up. Therefore, starting from this day, Tang San would practice for three hours every day, and the remaining time would be in

Exercise under the waterfall.

Poof - the casting hammer created a small splash in the waterfall, which circulated for a week and returned to Tang San's head.

It worked.

Tang San was overjoyed, but he was only happy for a moment. Because of his unstable mind, he was washed into the pool by the waterfall. Today is already the fifteenth day he came here. After unremitting efforts, he was finally able to successfully wield the chaotic cloak.

The first hammer will not slip off the cobblestone when exerting force.

With the first hammer comes the second hammer. As Tang San continued to practice, the random cloak hammer technique began to show up in his hands. After all, the casting hammer was not the Clear Sky Hammer, and the weight was not that terrible, and its own weight could

Help Tang San stabilize his body on the stone.

Gradually, he became more and more proficient in the cloak hammering technique practiced in the waterfall. From the beginning, it could only make splashes of water, and later, the dance was impervious to wind and rain.

It is like a circular barrier under the waterfall, constantly blocking the impact of the waterfall water and causing large splashes of water. The number of swings of the casting hammer is increasing rapidly and steadily.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Boom - with the last hammer throw, Tang San's body soared into the sky like a cannonball, facing the impact of the falling waterfall straight up ten meters.

Within ten meters, the water flow of the waterfall was pushed back upstream. Driven by his figure, it made a huge roar. Even the rainbow across the pool was stirred and chaotic at this moment. Of course, it was not Tang.

What the three current powers can achieve is the characteristics of the random cloak hammer method. One hammer is stronger than the other, and the power of one hammer is superimposed on the other.

If it weren't for Tang San's extremely strong physical fitness, the huge impact would have been enough to tear all the muscles on his body.

When all ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers were completed, the eighty-one superimposed powers gathered together. Even if he could not use half of his soul power now, the terrifying attack power at that moment exceeded his peak moment.

Bang - the power disappeared, and Tang San's body in the waterfall was slammed into the pool, but the excitement in his heart at this moment was indescribable.

Three months later, he finally fulfilled his father's request and finally wielded the eighty-first hammer.

When the water flowed back, Tang Hao, who was sitting in the cave, had opened his eyes and looked at Tang San with some relief. Although he was still not as good as his other son, this son's talent was no different than his own.

Much better. After all, it took him half a year to complete this step.

And Tang San, with the help of his obsession and talent to save Xiao Wu, it only took three months. He was far better than he was before!