Martial Soul Awakening (Part 1) (Please Bookmark and Follow)

Additionally, Tie Xiong discovered that using foot pedals to work the bellows had become commonplace in his family's Blacksmith Shop.

Tie Xiong also grew fond of operating the bellows with his feet. Driven by his calf muscles every day, stepping on the pedals became one of Tie Xiong's rare moments of relaxation.

Thus, everyone in the Blacksmith Shop came to know that the owner's son was a workout fanatic.

No matter the heat of summer or the cold of winter, spring or autumn, there was always a figure madly practicing hammering in Suotuo City's largest Blacksmith Shop.

Over time, everyone in the Blacksmith Shop looked at Tie Xiong with admiration.

They all anticipated just how powerful he would become once he awakened his martial soul.

Four years later.

Blacksmith Shop forging area.

The forging area had doubled in size and was now as large as four football fields. More than a hundred blacksmiths were busy at work.

Before a forging table in the corner, Tie Xiong held a Forging Hammer as he intently practiced the Tie Family Hammer Technique.

Every strike Tie Xiong made borrowed the force of the previous strike as it slammed into the iron block on the forging table.

The rhythm was steady and regular.

If a soul master from the Clear Sky Sect had looked over at this moment, he would have discovered that Tie Xiong's force-generation technique was no different from the authentic Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

That was right. At the age of three, Tie Xiong had begun experimenting with using the strength of his calf muscles, driving his waist with his legs, his back with his waist, and his arms with his back.

He had then struck a second borrowed-force hammer blow that far exceeded his own strength.

Tie Xiong still remembered the shocked look on his father's face.

After that, things became simple. Tie Xiong told his father about his idea.

Using the calves to generate force and focusing on strengthening the legs could greatly increase the power of the Tie Family Hammer Technique.

The proof was right before him, and Tie Xin had no choice but to accept it.

He then began studying techniques for generating force with the legs. After all, he was an old blacksmith who had forged iron and wielded hammers his entire life.

After Tie Xiong pierced through that paper window for him, Tie Xin suddenly understood far more.

He also taught Tie Xiong the techniques he had figured out.

From then on, Tie Xin truly recognized that his son was a hammer-technique genius.

Father and son trained and tested each other, which was how Tie Xiong's current Evolved Tie Family Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer came to be.

Tie Xiong remembered clearly that the novels described the Tie brothers' hammer technique as having a rhythm less coordinated than the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and less ferocious force, but greater speed than the authentic Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Looking back now,

it was because the Tie Family Hammer Technique generated force from the waist and did not use the legs for borrowed force. Thus, it lacked power but was fast.

Meanwhile, every strike of the authentic Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was a full-force blow. It was powerful, but slightly slower.

And the hammer technique Tie Xiong now wielded could also reach this level.

Every strike was a full-force blow.

"Sixth strike!" With a clang, a heavy and powerful sound rang out, already drawing the attention of the surrounding blacksmiths.

He was using a ten-pound, eight-tael Forging Hammer. With the force of six strikes layered together, the blow already carried more than two hundred pounds of force.

Tie Xiong's arms were trembling violently at this moment.

His heart pounded as he felt endless pressure.

Yet his legs trembled rapidly, shedding the strain on his body brought by the enhancement from the previous six strikes.

Today was his first time removing his leg weights to practice his hammer technique.

He wanted to see where his limits lay.

As the hammer rebounded, Tie Xiong exerted force with both legs. Borrowing the hammer's rebounding force, he spun once and steadily brought down another strike.

"Seventh strike!" Tie Xiong shouted inwardly. The counterforce already made the web between his thumb and forefinger ache fiercely.

"Eighth strike!" This terrifying increase in force gave Tie Xiong the feeling that if he continued to the ninth strike, his arms would definitely be unable to bear it and break.

It seemed that eight strikes were the limit of his ability to unload and borrow force.

Tie Xiong spun three times in succession, shedding the terrifying force from the hammer before setting it on the ground.

At this moment, he deeply understood what it meant for a person to follow their weapon. The hammer's force had to be guided by the body, or else one would injure oneself before injuring anyone else.

"Son, how did it feel?" Tie Xin asked concernedly from the side.

He knew very well how hard his son worked.

Even with the new hammer technique, he himself could only swing nineteen strikes. Tie Long and Tie Hu, at twelve years old, could only manage thirteen strikes.

Yet his youngest son had not even awakened his martial soul and could already reach the eighth strike.

This showed his son's dedication, improvement, and talent after five years of hammer practice.

"Father, I'm fine!" Tie Xiong said with a broad grin.

Tie Xiong was greatly exhilarated. When Tang San was six, he could already swing thirteen strikes. At the time, he had not practiced for long, relying entirely on the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and footwork to execute the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Meanwhile, he had practiced hammer techniques every day from the age of one to six, for five full years. He had tempered his muscles and bones with medicinal herbs, worn leg weights, run, and worked the pedals to strengthen his legs.

Now, eight strikes were his limit.

He was five strikes behind Tang San.

But he was still excited. He would continue working hard, and he could hardly wait to awaken his martial soul.

"Son, rest early today. Tomorrow, we will go to Spirit Hall to awaken your martial soul!" Tie Xin said.

"Mm!" Tie Xiong nodded. He had been looking forward to this day as well.

Back in his room, Tie Xiong lay on his bed with his eyes wide open.

Tie Xiong could not sleep.

That night, Tie Xiong suffered from insomnia.

He truly could not sleep, because a martial soul was too important to a person.

He did not hope for especially high Innate Soul Power. As long as he could awaken a hammer martial soul like his eldest and second brothers and possess level-five Innate Soul Power,

he would be satisfied.

Since he could not sleep, he might as well stay awake.

Tie Xiong spent the night recalling the Douluo content he had read in his previous life. His powerful spiritual power brought forth even the things buried deep in his memories.

He also thought about the books he had read recently, carefully planning his future development.

In this way, time passed rather quickly.

The next day, Tie Xiong wore a blue martial outfit sewn by his mother, Chen, with her own hands.

The clothes accentuated his slightly sturdy frame.

Tie Xiong was now 110 centimeters tall and weighed 30 kilograms. His height was normal for a six-year-old child, but his weight was far greater than that of an ordinary six-year-old.

Yet that weight was not visible at all on Tie Xiong's body.

Tie Xiong pinched the muscles on his arms and legs. The extra weight he had compared to other children mainly came from his bones and muscles.

After years of training, he had no excess fat on his body. In other words, he was dense.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror,

Tie Xiong chuckled foolishly. He was still a little handsome.

"Little Xiong, come eat quickly. It's time to set off!" Tie Hu's voice called out at that moment.

"Coming!" Tie Xiong turned and headed outside.

Soon, after the family finished their meal, they headed toward Spirit Hall.

Tie Xin, Tie Long, Tie Hu, and Tie Xiong walked together through the streets of Suotuo City as Tie Xiong examined the shops around them.

When they passed a rather unusual shop, Tie Xiong glanced inside twice, but he could not clearly see the person within.

What made this shop unusual was the circular symbol on its signboard. Inside the circle were a sword, a hammer, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

This emblem was the symbol of Spirit Hall's token. Tie Xiong also knew very well that this shop was run by Flender.

Flender's martial soul was the Cat Eagle. When Tang San joined Shrek Academy, Flender was already a level-seventy-eight agility-attack Soul Saint.

At this time, he was likely a newly advanced Soul Saint, one of Suotuo City's few top experts.

Tie Xiong's eyes lit up.