Douluo Continent

Chapter 3 Twin Martial Souls (3)

Chapter Three Twin Martial Souls (3)

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Tang San had never seen her father's face so beautiful, various complex emotions kept appearing on Tang Hao's face, after a long time, she slowly said a word, "Remember, in your future, Tang Hao, you must use your left hand Your hand protects the grass in your right hand, forever.”

Tang San nodded in confusion. Tang Hao stood up and returned to the inner room without looking back.

While making lunch, Tang San thought about the world of martial arts he encountered today, twin martial souls, there seemed to be very few in this world, otherwise, there were few, his father wouldn't be so surprised. From the looks of it, his fake spirit seemed to be touching him a lot.

To him, what was more important was the relationship between Wuhun and Xuantian Kungfu.If that spirit ring was the key to his Xuantian Kungfu's inability to break through, then, no matter what, happened, he must find a way to get the spirit ring and try it out.

At lunch, Tang Hao looked extremely reserved, even his appetite seemed much less than usual, his eyes fixed on Tang San from time to time, as if in doubt of something.

After lunch, Tang San usually prepared to clean the dishes, but was stopped by Tang Hao.

"Let's clean up later. Xiaosan, let me ask, do you want to become a soul master?"

Tang San froze for a moment, looking at Tang Hao, he did not want to lie to his father, after hesitating for a moment, he still nodded.

Tang Hao sighed, his face looking slightly older, "You still have to choose this path." He simply said this sentence again, and returned to his room.

Tang San discovered that when Tang Hao sighed, there was disappointment in his emotions but more of an expression of gratitude. He understood that there seemed to be a lot of things hidden in his father's heart.

After cleaning the dishes, Tang San returned to his room to continue his work, the sound of the clink of the pouring hammer colliding with the iron beam rhymed out. Although he didn't know when he could forge this piece of coarse iron into the size of a fist that Tang Hao needed, but this casting method was extremely beneficial for increasing the use of Xuantian Kungfu, he said, and it also has a good effect on physical exercise. Tang San had already started trying to use as little internal strength as Xuantian Kungfu could to swing the hammer, so that he could last longer with each continuous swing.

When the beats in the afternoon reached over 300 times, and it felt like some dirt had been removed from the rough iron pieces, the curtains lifted, and Tang Hao entered. He didn't seem to be making farming implements this afternoon, at least Tang San didn't hear a familiar knocking sound.

"Dad." Tang San looked at his father, and the hammer in his hand stopped involuntarily.

Tang Hao gestured for him to continue, then walked to the side and stood still without opening his mouth, just staring at him.

Only then did Tang San continue to swing his hammer.At this moment, his clothes were drenched in sweat. With his current internal strength, it wasn't enough to adapt to the temperature, let alone this was definitely a strenuous physical occupation.

Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang.., the sound of knocking continued, Tang San's young body was not comparable to the hammer in his hand, but every time the hammer was swung, it was strong.

Seeing Tang San sweat, Tang Hao finally made up his mind.

"Stop," Tang Hao said.

Tang San put down the hammer in his hand, panted slightly, and secretly urged Xuantian Kung on his body to adjust his breathing, to recover his physical strength.

Tang Hao walked over to Tang San, took the hammer in his hand, and saw the red iron on the stove, "Hitting like you, even a year can't be the size of a fist."

Tang San looked at Gao Da's father, "Then what should I do?"

Tang Hao said coldly, "Tell me, when you swung the hammer to hit it, where is the first force of the body?"

Tang San thought for a moment, and said: "It should be the waist. Push your back from the waist, then push your arm to swing the throwing hammer?"

Tang Hao neither confirmed nor denied Tang San's statement, and continued to ask, "In addition to the brain, what is the most important part of the human body?"

"That's the heart," Tang San replied without hesitation. The heart and brain are also places that are instantly deadly, and the brain is protected by the skull, but the heart is just skin and muscle. As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he was very clear about the structure of the human body Piercing the enemy's heart with hidden weapons was the most effective and concise way of killing.

Tang Hao paused for a moment before saying: "Then tell me how many hearts someone has."

"Aah?" Tang San looked at her in surprise, a little confused. How many hearts does one have?

"My answer." Tang Hao looked at her coldly, his oppressive body strength and breathing left Tang San slightly out of breath.

"One."

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

"Three?" Tang San looked at Tang Hao dumbfoundedly, not understanding what he meant.

Tang Hao turned the throwing hammer in his hand, and touched Tang San's two calves with the hammers' handles, "here. The muscles in a person's two calves are the second and third heart. If one wanted When one's full strength was exerted, then it must have been the result of three hearts running at the same time. Therefore, when exerting force, it does not start from the waist. Those three hearts are the divine man."

"When the heart in your chest beats rapidly, where it starts from the two calves, the force is channeled to the thighs, past the waist, back, arms, and finally released. This is a full-on attack. The heart is very strong, and the waist is its axis. . Watch." Watch that."