Soul Skill, Fury

After lunch, Tang Hao began teaching them forging.

Clang, clang, clang!

Tang Hao swung the Casting Hammer as he instructed them.

"A person has three hearts, not one."

"The muscles in a person's two calves are the second and third hearts. If someone wishes to unleash all their strength, it must be the result of all three hearts working at once. Therefore, power does not begin at the waist. The three hearts are the starting point."

"When the heart in your chest beats rapidly, exert force starting from your calves. Let the power travel upward through your thighs, waist, back, and arms before finally releasing it. That is a full-power strike!"

What Tang Hao was teaching was the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!

Tang Jiu listened with exceptional focus. As he swung his hammer, he pondered the method of exerting force Tang Hao had described. He had always relied on brute strength before, but after Tang Hao's correction, he felt that the power he could unleash had increased by at least thirty percent!

"Store power with your body like a drawn bow. Add the recoil from one strike into the next hammer blow. Accumulate it again and again, and you can achieve an astonishing increase in power!"

Clang clang clang!

Tang San had been an expert in his previous life, so he grasped these techniques of exerting and storing power immediately. Following Tang Hao's instructions, he accurately struck the same spot with his very first attempt, swinging four consecutive hammer blows!

"You're better than I was. I could only manage three hammer blows on my first try!" Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction.

But then, a rapid series of clangs rang out. Tang Jiu swung his oversized Casting Hammer, striking a block of pig iron with precise, consecutive blows. Every extension of his body was smooth to the extreme, like a bow drawn to its limit before releasing a heavy hammer strike.

Clang!

A deep dent was smashed into the iron block!

Then came one heavy blow after another, each one stronger than the last as the power accumulated to its peak!

He swung eighteen hammer blows without the slightest hesitation, only missing the mark on the nineteenth!

"How did you do that?" Tang San was utterly stunned. He had been an expert in his previous life, yet he was actually inferior to an ordinary person.

"Because I'm strong! I can perfectly control the power stacked up through eighteen hammer blows! I didn't use any technique at all. This is called breaking all techniques with strength alone!" Tang Jiu grinned.

"That certainly does justice to all the food you eat!" Tang San was completely speechless. Techniques existed to better control one's power, but Tang Jiu was so strong that he could control his strength perfectly without any technique at all. He had only failed after using it once.

But this result was simply too hard to accept. The Casting Hammer Tang San swung weighed less than a hundred jin, while Tang Jiu was swinging a thousand-jin hammer.

"Little Jiu, you still need to master techniques. You have talent, so don't waste it!"

Tang Hao slapped Tang Jiu hard on the shoulder. Tang Jiu felt as though his bones were about to be crushed, and he sucked in cold breaths from the pain.

This old man was really wicked!

Can't I show off a little?

Sure enough, I'm not his real son!

The next day, at dawn.

Tang San went to the mountaintop to train his Extreme Demon Eye, while Tang Jiu remained halfway up the mountain. He did not train, but instead contemplated a question.

Since his martial spirit was a Spirit Ring, could he use it as an actual Spirit Ring?

The moment that thought surfaced, it grew wildly. Without another word, Tang Jiu surged his Soul Power and summoned his martial spirit!

An egg-shaped phantom appeared around his body, and a transparent Spirit Ring appeared in his hand. Following Tang Hao's teachings, Tang Jiu channeled his Soul Power and placed the Spirit Ring Spirit around himself!

In an instant, a miracle occurred!

A white Spirit Ring appeared around Tang Jiu's body. It was unmistakably a Ten-Year Soul Ring!

But it did not end there. The Spirit Ring seemed to be testing the limit of what Tang Jiu's body could withstand, its color gradually deepening. Before long, it slowly turned yellow, ultimately becoming a yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring.

It hasn't reached its limit yet!

Tang Jiu could clearly feel the Spirit Ring's color continuing to deepen. The enhancement to his body grew stronger and stronger. When the Spirit Ring reached two hundred years, Tang Jiu felt immense pressure, as though he could no longer bear it and was about to explode. Only then did the Spirit Ring stop increasing in age and quietly float around his body.

At that moment, his Soul Power was like a flood bursting through a dam, smashing through the Level 10 bottleneck and reaching Level 11!

"It worked! The Spirit Ring Spirit can actually be used as a Spirit Ring!"

Tang Jiu was overwhelmed with ecstasy.

After reaching Level 11, he could clearly feel that his strength had increased dramatically!

And he had even gained a Soul Skill!

Fury!

Instantly increased strength by 50%, which could be enhanced by Spirit Rings! For every additional Spirit Ring, the strength granted by Fury increased by another 50%! After obtaining a second Spirit Ring, Fury would increase strength by 100%! Duration: 5 seconds.

The boost to strength was practically heaven-defying, but the duration was a little too short. A single activation of the Soul Skill only lasted five seconds, which was rather frustrating. It was clearly a violent burst skill!

Tang Jiu tested it again. If he did not place the Spirit Ring Spirit around himself, both the Soul Skill and the Spirit Ring vanished.

However, his Soul Power remained at Level 11, and the growth of his Soul Power was no longer restricted!

In other words, even without a Spirit Ring, he could continue cultivating and raising his Soul Power Level!

This discovery kept Tang Jiu savoring the feeling all morning.

When it was time to eat again, Tang Jiu did not hold his pot. Instead, he sat at the table and mysteriously asked, "Dad, Third Brother, do you think anyone has ever broken through to Level 11 Soul Power without a Spirit Ring?"

"Impossible!" Tang San immediately denied it. The fact that his Mysterious Heaven Skill had stopped progressing was proof enough!

"Little Jiu, although your father isn't a Soul Master, I know that this is absolutely impossible!" Tang Hao glared at Tang Jiu irritably. This kid spent all day thinking up crooked nonsense! If he did not need to hide his identity in front of Tang San, he would have summoned his Spirit Rings and taught Tang Jiu a lesson long ago.

"But Dad, I really have reached Level 11!" Tang Jiu chuckled, then sent surging Soul Power pressing toward Tang Hao and Tang San.

Pfft!~~~

As a Titled Douluo, how could Tang Hao fail to recognize Level 11 Soul Power? He sprayed out the mouthful of porridge he had just swallowed and nearly choked himself to death.

Tang San was also greatly shocked. He could sense that this Soul Power was slightly stronger than his own. This was not logical at all!

"Little Jiu, what exactly is going on?" Tang Hao felt that his worldview had been completely overturned.

"Did you forget? My martial spirit is a Spirit Ring!"

As Tang Jiu spoke, he summoned his martial spirit and placed the Spirit Ring Spirit around himself. The yellow Spirit Ring was glaringly conspicuous as Tang Jiu proudly pointed at himself. "I am the first zero-ring Level 11 Soul Master in this world!"

Tang Hao's mouth twitched. He had already imagined how terrifying the Spirit Ring Spirit could be, but he had still underestimated it! This was simply monstrous!

"I'm full!"

Tang San immediately lost his appetite. This was blatant showing off, and it hit him, an expert from his previous life, especially hard. Depressed, he picked up his Casting Hammer and began forging his Hidden Weapons. As the older brother, being surpassed by his younger brother was far too embarrassing.

Seeing Tang Hao and Tang San's reactions made Tang Jiu happier than devouring an entire roasted suckling pig. Being able to show off before an expert of the Tang Sect and the Clear Sky Douluo was simply too satisfying!

"And I even have a Soul Skill! Third Brother, aren't you jealous?" Tang Jiu continued showing off.

Tang San's expression darkened even further. As he swung his hammer, he nearly smashed himself.

Smack!~~

Tang Hao truly could not stand watching any longer. He slapped Tang Jiu hard on the shoulder. "Little Jiu, since you're so happy, you can wash the dishes later!"

Look at that—even Tang Hao was starting to envy my talent!~~~

Tang Jiu bared his teeth in pain as he lifted the large iron pot and began eating furiously.