Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 9: Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique and Hidden Weapons
Inside the thatched hut, under the dim light, Tang San's focused face was reflected on the mottled wall.

Every inch of space here is filled with the breath of iron and fire, as if telling the vicissitudes of his family's history.

As Tang San expected, after Tang San, who possessed the aura of the protagonist, awakened his twin martial spirits, his father's attitude towards him changed extremely obviously!
On the first day, when they were hammering iron, Tang Hao, who was watching from the side, took the initiative to walk towards Tang San and taught Tang San the terrifying Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique!
When this moment came, Tang San secretly rejoiced. What was supposed to come had to come! His intuition was always accurate!
This also made him, who was worried about the final battle with Blade, feel as if he had taken a reassurance pill, and instantly felt that another trump card had come!
Although what Tang Hao taught him was the method of blacksmithing, the so-called mastery of the art, it seems that this hammering method can also be applied in combat!
As a killer who traveled through time and space, he does have some understanding!

Within a week, the hammer in Tang San's hand danced in a dazzling trajectory under Tang Hao's guidance.

Every time the hammer fell, it seemed to strike deep into Tang San's soul, allowing him to take his understanding of strength to a higher level.

The essence of the Luan Cape Boxing Technique is gradually being integrated into his blood.

Every swing of the hammer is a display of strength.

The moment the hammer and anvil came into contact, sparks flew like bright stars in the night sky.

Tang San's movements were skillful and smooth. He first heated the iron block in the furnace until it turned red, then quickly took it out and hammered it on the anvil.

With each strike, the shape of the iron block gradually changes.

His breathing was in sync with the rhythm of the hammer, and the hammer rose and fell in an orderly manner. Tang San's arm muscles tensed and relaxed with each swing, showing amazing strength and endurance.

However, he was not satisfied with the chaotic cloak hammer method. The blade still brought him a sense of oppression. During this week of preparation, he was also speeding up the forging of his Tang Sect's hidden weapons!

During this week of preparation, Tang San's hands hardly ever stopped. It can be said that apart from practicing the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, he spent the rest of his time making hidden weapons!
He used limited materials to make Tang Sect's hidden weapons day and night.

Every hidden weapon embodies his hard work and wisdom.

Although the lack of materials means that the quality of the hidden weapons cannot reach the ideal state, the advantage in quantity can also make up for this shortcoming.

A week later, in the early morning light, Tang San was busy in the thatched hut.

The porridge in the pot was steaming and fragrant, and the whole grain steamed buns he made by hand exuded an enticing aroma.

He stood at the door, his clear voice piercing the tranquility of the early morning and echoing in the silent courtyard, but there was no sign of Tang Hao.

Just as Tang San was hesitating whether to shout again, Tang Hao's figure slowly appeared from outside the door.

His steps were a little heavier than usual, and there was a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were still firm.

Tang San hurried to meet him, but was stopped by Tang Hao.

"Xiao San, Old Jack will take you to Nottingham in three months." Tang Hao's voice was low and powerful, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

Tang San, who brought the food over, looked a little surprised but was not surprised at all in his heart. After all, it would be a waste if he didn't use this talent!

Tang Hao sat at the table, took the bowl handed over by Tang San, and spoke slowly:
"Don't you want to learn the abilities of a soul master? Old Jack will take you to the Nottingham City Junior Soul Master Academy."

His eyes fell on Tang San with a hint of expectation.

“You’ll learn what you want to learn there.”

Tang Hao's words revealed his trust and support for his son.

In response, Tang San nodded and calmly served Tang Hao another bowl of rice.

After Tang Hao took it, he continued.

"This is the path you chose yourself. When you get there, use the casting method I taught you and find a blacksmith shop to be an apprentice."

“It should be enough for tuition and food.”

Then, Tang Hao suddenly changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable seriousness, which instantly made the originally relaxed atmosphere tense.

"But there are conditions for me to let you go to Nottingham."

Tang Hao's voice echoed in the thatched cottage, and every word seemed particularly heavy. "You can only go if you agree to my conditions!"

His eyes were as sharp as torches, staring closely at Tang San, as if examining his son's determination.

Tang San was indeed a little surprised by this. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, but it was only a moment of daze, and then he nodded in agreement without hesitation.

In his opinion, since Tang Hao had taught him such a valuable skill as the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, the conditions he proposed would naturally not be anything harmful to him.

Now it can be basically confirmed that the father of this world is powerful. Although it is not clear yet, for Tang San, there is no need to hesitate at all to listen to him.

Seeing Tang San agree so quickly, Tang Hao's eyes flashed with surprise. He frowned slightly, with a hint of blame in his tone:
"You agreed to my request without even asking me what it was. As a man, you must do what you promised!"

"Don't be a person who takes promises lightly!"

Tang Hao's voice revealed his expectations for his son.
Tang San raised his head and looked directly into his father's eyes, and frankly spoke out some of his true feelings:

"No matter what my father asks me to do, I will agree. My father must be doing it for my own good."

Tang Hao nodded slowly, his eyes became extremely solemn, as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

He stated his request solemnly, and every word was like a nail driving into Tang San's heart:
"Okay, no matter how you cultivate your soul power in the future, you must not add any soul rings to the hammer spirit, and don't even let anyone see its appearance!"

"Don't let anyone else know. You have twin martial spirits."

There was unquestionable determination in Tang Hao's words. His voice echoed in the thatched hut, full of the weight of command.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao squatted down and placed his hands firmly on Tang San's shoulders. His eyes were like the deep night sky, and he continued to ask seriously and expectantly:

"can you do it?"

At this moment, Tang San was indeed somewhat bewildered. Good fellow, he had a martial spirit but couldn't use it?! He couldn't even add spirit rings, so how could his spirit power break through? How could he become stronger?
And if he didn't fight Blade after that, he would be dead? He couldn't really rely on the Blue Silver Grass, right?
They all say he is a useless soul! My innate full soul power level seems to be lower than his!
Tang San found that he agreed a little too early.
But as smart as he was, he immediately thought that since this matter must not be known to others, if the dead saw it, it would be the same as if they didn't see it. Now it seemed that there was one more reason for Ren to die!
Although Tang San had already made up his mind, he still had no idea about his other martial spirit, the Blue Silver Grass.

He still held out a glimmer of hope and wanted to learn more.

He cleared his throat and asked his question carefully.

"Then, what about the blue silver grass?"

Tang San stared at Tang Hao closely, waiting for his father's answer.

Tang Hao raised a finger, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness, as if he was warning of an important secret:

"You can use the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul at will. As for the twin martial souls, as long as one of the martial souls has a spirit ring, you can continue to practice, and the bottleneck of soul power improvement will disappear."

Hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as if a heavy stone had fallen from his heart.

Fortunately, there is at least one martial soul that can use soul rings to increase soul power, which is undoubtedly good news for him.

But he still had some doubts in his heart, so he continued to ask:
"So I can only use the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit from now on?"

Tang Hao lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then whispered:
"Don't use that hammer unless your life is in danger." His words were full of unquestionable firmness.
Tang San raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, this way, he could use his two martial spirits without any worries, at least in most cases, he would not be at a disadvantage.

After Tang Hao finished his explanation, he turned back to the dining table and said calmly:

"Okay, let's eat."

His attitude seemed to have returned to his usual calm.
The corners of Tang San's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

Today's conversation gave him a clearer grasp of his future. He was filled with confidence.

It’s time to let that blade taste the fighting method that I just learned!

(End of this chapter)