"Eh? Yes, why?" Tang Wu Lin asked in confusion.
He wasn't going to forbid me from using my hammer, was he? Please don't. It's been a good partner through thick and thin, a useful weapon.
"It's nothing. I just think that since you can make good use of your immense strength in battle, that's a good thing. You can combine it with your Blue Silver Grass—use its toughness and control together with your strength and hammer," Wu Zhangkong said.
"So that's how it is. Thank you, Teacher Wu!" Tang Wu Lin said.
"Yeah, Wulin can fight like that too," Xie Xie said from the side.
"That's true. You'd be fighting, then suddenly get hit with a huge iron hammer. Wouldn't that leave anyone stunned?" Wu Yang Jin added.
However, Wu Zhangkong still had a few final words left unsaid.
"Of course, don't get arrogant. Compared to the truly strong, you still have a gap to overcome. Although I believe in you, that's precisely why you must rely on your own efforts to climb higher. You must also fight for your chance to take the field. Do you understand?" Wu Zhangkong said.
"Yes, I understand, Teacher Wu!" Tang Wu Lin said.
"Good. Lastly, Wu Yang Jin, my... younger brother. As for you..." Wu Zhangkong thought.
Wu Zhangkong still found Wu Yang Jin somewhat difficult to read. He had seen him fight, but with his current strength, he would have to use at least Four or Five Rings for a fight against Wu Yang Jin to mean anything.
"As for you, your actual combat experience is still lacking. And your control over your Martial Soul—or rather, your bloodline—is not yet complete, am I right?" Wu Zhangkong asked.
"Eh? Big Brother, you noticed it long ago?" Wu Yang Jin asked.
"Of course. Our