Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

After hesitating for just a second, Su Ming did not hesitate at all and chopped directly on the big tree stump in front of him.

boom!

[Ding! Number of slashes +1, a total of 1. ]

boom!

[Ding! Number of slashes +1, a total of 2. ]

boom!

……

Su Ming has been observing the system data.

After a minute of testing, Su Ming came to this conclusion.

In an ideal situation, he could swing 51 times in a minute, or nearly once every second.

3600s per hour.

24 hours, that is 86400s.

Call ~

Since it could be accomplished in theory, Su Ming had no more concerns.

Su Ming chopped hard on the wooden stake in front of him with one blow after another, without any slacking off.

The dull "bang bang bang" sound of logging also rang out in the woods.

Fortunately, after being nourished by soul power, Su Ming's physique is no longer as fragile as before.

boom!

After a while, Su Ming suddenly felt his hand slip, and the hatchet flew out of his hand with a whoosh and hit the tree stump due to inertia.

There was a hint of dazzling red on the black handle.

Su Ming's eyes changed slightly and he looked down at his arm.

I saw veins bulging on the thin and weak arms, and blood was dripping from the palms of hands.

The whole arm was shaking uncontrollably.

"It's really not easy to be a top swordsman."

Su Ming gritted his teeth and tried to raise his hand, but he felt that his arm had completely lost feeling. He smiled bitterly and could only take the recovery pill with his left hand and swallow it.

After his right arm recovered, Su Ming wrapped it with cloth and continued to chop with the hatchet.

"I see."

As the knife chopped down, Su Ming's eyes brightened as if he had discovered some secret.

The blade of a hatchet is thicker than other knives.

The advantage of a hatchet is that its heavy weight can cut hard objects.

At the same time, it will bring a shock force, which is why Su Ming feels his arm numb.

If I pass this shock force to the enemy.

Wouldn't it be possible to paralyze the opponent's arm as well?

His eyes lit up, and Su Ming began to verify his idea without hesitation.

after an hour.

Recovery Pill -1.

Another hour later.

Recovery Pill -1.

……

From noon to sunset.

The number of swings has exceeded 20,000.

But there was still no sense of happiness on Su Ming's face.

Although he could eliminate the vibration of the sword, he still didn't know how to use it.

"Ming'er, why do you seem a little unhappy today?"

Looking at Su Ming who returned home with a droopy face, Brin looked worried. He touched his forehead with his rough hand and was relieved to find that he did not have a fever.

Su Ming sat on the steps, looking at the bamboo strips on the ground, but did not stop them.

This is an old man’s lifelong work, and not making baskets is almost like giving up his life.

Taking advantage of this free time, Su Ming expressed his confusion.

But as he listened, Brin smiled and picked up the hatchet beside him.

"Ming'er, hold this iron."

Brin handed over an iron bar.

Su Ming took it in his hand without knowing why.

The next second, Brin swung his knife and chopped down.

When~

"grandfather."

"Take it again."

Hearing this, Su Ming subconsciously clenched his fists.

boom!

There was another noise, but this time it was noticeably duller.

Su Ming felt his arms trembling and his pupils suddenly shrank. His eyes were fixed on the back of the axe.

Before he could come to his senses, Brin chopped him down with the back of the knife again.

jingle.

A crisp sound hit the ground, and the iron block in Su Ming's hand instantly flew out.

"this…"

Su Ming looked at his grandfather Brin in disbelief, and felt as if he had suddenly been enlightened.

Hatchet, this is how you play with feelings.

boom!

After hugging Brin with gratitude and excitement, Su Ming started running, his calves spinning like train wheels.

"Alas, this child doesn't even eat~"

……

Five days later.

In the bamboo forest.

The silver light flashed, and the galaxy seemed upside down.

With a crack, the thick bamboo arm broke.

Swish swish!

A few more swinging sounds were heard, and the bamboo was instantly chopped into four or five pieces.

The boy was dressed in plain clothes, with his hair flying, his eyes were clear and his chubby face was somewhat cute.

But his expression seemed a little grim.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for surpassing the record of the number of times a sword-type soul master swings his sword in a week and setting a new record. ]

【Effort rating: six stars.】

[Ding! Reward the host with the Golden Crow Sword Technique. ]

"It's finally done." Su Ming was secretly happy.

The next second, the practice of the Golden Crow Sword Technique came into his mind.

……

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time.

Su Ming only did two things.

First, running is a way to exercise.

The comparison target is the one-week running record of the agility attack spirit master disciples of the Wuhun Hall in Wuhun City.

The distance is up to 24 meters.

(Refer to Douluo Dalu 2's 3-meter run at the beginning of school)

Seeing this data, Su Ming was also a little surprised.

But he thought that he was challenging the "Soul Master" above his level.

Just do it!

The last second, he was panting and sticking out his tongue, feeling tired like a dog.

The next second, he walked as fast as a cheetah.

The cycle repeats.

After he had finished taking all the recovery pills, Su Ming finally broke through the 24-meter mark in a week.

Su Ming knew clearly how he had completed the cross-level challenge.

So, he started his normal exercise journey.

first day.

He ran 1.5 meters.

the next day.

He ran 1.6 meters.

……

By now, Su Ming can run 3.5 meters.

This data is already on par with a good soul master.

As for the second thing, it is to practice the Golden Crow Sword Technique.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique. Proficiency +1. Distance to minor success (1/100)]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique. Proficiency +1. Distance to minor success (2/100)]

……

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique. Proficiency +1. Distance to minor success (99/100)]

Chapter 7: Meet Tang San by chance, he rolls

bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves rustled and swayed constantly.

Swish swish!

The boy moved like a dragon, and the hatchet in his hand was like a flash of black lightning.

Thunderbolt thunderbolt.

There were crisp sounds, and the bamboo suddenly exploded and fell down.