Was he not confident? But he was not afraid!
That stubborn and unyielding look, when combined with the expression on his face, seemed to be a mirror that reflected his past self …
Tang Feng looked at Tang Ling. Son, bloodline … What a magical and touching combination of words.
However, emotional thoughts and sentiments would never affect one's rational actions. It was also the brand of Tang Corps' behavior.
Therefore, the purplish-black hammer with a silver gleam was swung at Tang Ling without a second thought. On the other hand, Tang Ling's reaction was similar to his lack of confidence. He was still using the rotating shield as if he did not have a better way to deal with Tang Feng's attack.
It did not matter. Tang Feng was already prepared for when to stop. He even felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. It might not be a bad thing to let the kid feel the suppression from his father's willpower in this duel.
Tang Ling did not know that Tang Feng had so many thoughts in his mind. He was fully focused. When Tang Feng's willpower was so strong that it had a stone rhythm to it, the pressure he faced skyrocketed exponentially. The hammer before him seemed to have transformed into Tang Feng himself as it came crashing down as if the sky and the earth were Tang Feng's willpower.
What else could he do? When the willpower turned into a hammer and smashed down, it was unstoppable.
In an instant, the silver gleam of the purplish-black hammer clashed with Tang Ling's rotating shield.
"You can't stop it like this." Tang Feng had a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes because of the rising smoke.
His tone was relaxed and he looked satisfied. Tang Ling's shield that blocked his attack was about to shatter. While he was enjoying the satisfaction of being able to humiliate his arrogant son, Tang Feng was a little disappointed at the same time. He had high hopes for the kid and hoped that the kid could achieve what he could not achieve in the past. Was it not too much for the kid?
At the same time, Tang Feng was also fully focused. He was ready to disperse his willpower at the most suitable moment.
However, just as those thoughts popped up in Tang Feng's mind, Tang Ling's uncertain expression suddenly changed. It was replaced by a firm and determined look. He answered Tang Feng's question, "That might not be the case."
As he spoke, Tang Ling's shield suddenly shattered.
Tang Feng was stunned and somewhat astonished. He was very clear that this shield was definitely not crushed by his will.
What was this kid trying to do?
The changes were even faster than Tang Feng's thoughts. Before the shattered pieces of the shield could scatter, they once again gathered together and turned into a sharp awl!
Although this awl was small, most of it had already taken on a whitish silver color unique to Shi Yun!
Tang Feng was astonished. Wild joy rose in his heart, but before his expression could follow the changes in his heart, the sharp awl smashed into the Hammer of Tang Ling's Hammer of Will and the joint between the body and the handle.
**
"Oh, I lost."
It was still dusk. The silver-striped hammer was already broken. In the warm glow of dusk, it broke and shattered. Then, it fell heavily to the ground and melted into the grass.
However, Tang Ling's Zhui Zi was still hovering in the air.
Tang Feng admitted defeat without hesitation. Tang Ling, on the other hand, pursed his lips and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He looked at Tang Feng, his so-called father, in silence. His pitch-black eyes could not read his emotions.
"Not bad. You've reached the threshold of Shi Yun." Tang Feng did not care about Tang Ling's uncertain attitude towards him and praised him sincerely.
"Impressive. You've even learned one of the transformations of your willpower, condense." If Tang Feng's previous compliment was a little dull, this one was filled with undisguised pride.
His gaze at Tang Ling was filled with smiles.
How could he not be proud?
Through the tempering of one's willpower, even a normal person could enter the Shi Yun state regardless of how long it took.
However, the transformations of one's willpower were a display of one's talent. In simple words, even a person who had tempered his willpower to the highest level might not be able to learn the transformations of one's willpower. However, a talented person might be able to grasp the transformations the moment he started learning.
And how many talented people were there? Tang Feng did not think he was one. As for those stronger than him? Perhaps he could find a few of them among the top Excalibur.
After all, one's willpower and spirit were closely related.
In short, this son of his was better than him even though he did not expect him to be that outstanding.
As a father, he could not suppress the gratification of his son's excellence. On the other hand, Tang Ling was quiet and cold.
Tang Feng praised him twice, but he pretended not to hear it. After Tang Feng finished, he looked at Tang Feng and said, "Is the promise from before still valid?"
Tang Feng was stunned before he smiled and casually flicked the cigarette butt in his hand away.
The cigarette butt was burnt into nothingness in the air. Tang Feng jumped down from the boulder and walked to Tang Ling. "Are you talking about beating me up? Come on. "
"Turn around." Tang Ling's tone was filled with hatred. He wanted to kick Tang Feng's butt because he could not forget the feeling of being humiliated by Tang Feng.
"Okay." Tang Feng was decisive. He turned his back to Tang Ling and removed his willpower defense.
He would not go back on his word.
Tang Ling had learned how to train his willpower, so he could feel Tang Feng removing his defense. Under such circumstances, even though Tang Feng was just a part of his spirit, he could feel that Tang Ling was beating him up.
After all, every feeling would be reflected back to his spirit.
Since that was the case, Tang Ling did not plan to hold back anymore. He raised his leg and was ready to kick Tang Feng's butt.
However, he did not know why.
Just as Tang Ling's leg was about to land on Tang Feng, he stopped.
Maybe the glow of the dusk was too warm and it softened one's heart. Or maybe the evening breeze was too gentle and it made one sad.
In short, Tang Ling's leg froze in mid-air and he could not really kick Tang Feng.
Tang Feng was a guy that nobody liked, so why did his back look so heavy and full of vicissitudes? How heavy was the burden on his back?
Why did he build the Dragon Army? What was the real goal of the Dragon Army? Power? Dream? Or was it Tang Feng's personal belief that he could not let go of?
In that brief moment, Tang Ling's mind was filled with curiosity about Tang Feng. He had never cared about such things in the past.
He just did not want to admit that the reason why he could not kick Tang Feng was because Tang Feng's back made him feel sad.
"What? Are you afraid that I'll take revenge? "Tang Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Ling with an amused expression.
"Forget it." Tang Ling was not a pretentious person. Since he could not really kick Tang Feng's butt, there was no need to hide it. He gave up on the thought.
"Forget it?" Tang Feng raised a brow. His smile was still on his face as he teased Tang Ling, "Have you really thought it through? If you miss this chance, you won't get another one. "
Tang Ling did not want to care about Tang Feng's teasing. He sat on the big rock with his legs crossed and lowered his head.
"I don't know what you're trying to do, but I don't want to think badly of you."
Tang Feng's expression changed. His roguish smile vanished and he suddenly looked deep and experienced. He did not interrupt Tang Ling. Instead, he sat opposite Tang Ling on the big rock.
"That's why I think you're attaching yourself to the little seed and waiting for the right time to show up is to teach me the Vajra Will of a Mountain." Tang Ling looked up at Tang Feng. He did not want to hide the complicated feelings in his heart.
After all, his father was not far away from him.
Tang Feng did not say anything. Another cigarette appeared between his fingers as he looked at Tang Ling with a faint smile. The meaning in his eyes was unfathomable, but it seemed like he did not want to hide his love for his son at that moment.
Tang Ling did not want to face such feelings because they came from Tang Feng.
Tang Ling turned around and said, "You can go now. If you're just here to teach me, I've learned it.
I still want to break through. "
"Am I bothering you?" At this moment, Tang Feng spoke indifferently.
"Not really, but …" It's just that … "Tang Ling did not continue. Instead, he visualized a cigarette and held it between his fingers.
"You little bastard! Who told you to smoke?!" Tang Feng was really angry.
Tang Ling turned around and looked at Tang Feng in an unusually serious manner. "I'm touched and you're teaching me this. But I can't forgive you.
If that's the case, it's better if you don't face it. Go. "
Tang Feng was stunned once again. At this moment, his eyes were as deep as the starless night sky. The deep darkness seemed to suppress all of his emotions. It was hard to tell if he was sad, or if he didn't care.
Since he had said what he wanted to say, Tang Ling did not explain anymore. He lowered his head and smoked in silence. His squinted eyes from the smoke made him look like Tang Feng.
"Fine." A smile appeared on Tang Feng's face again. It was an indifferent, rascally smile. "You don't have to say it. I won't exist for long anyway.
After all, I'm just a thread of spirit. You can think of me as Tang Feng, but I'm not the real him. From the moment I appeared, it means that I'll vanish soon. My body will no longer exist, and my spirit is like water without a source or a tree without roots. "
Tang Ling did not look up, so no one could tell what he was thinking.
"But there are a few things that I have to tell you." Tang Feng did not mind Tang Ling's attitude. He did have a purpose for appearing.
"What is it?" Tang Ling replied. He did not seem to reject Tang Feng as much as before.
"You have a premonition of danger because I'm attached to the little seed. But after that, unless your Spirit Eye improves further, you won't have this premonition anymore. "Tang Feng was concise and his words revealed a lot of information.
Ever since Tang Feng appeared, Tang Ling had a hunch that his premonition of danger might be related to Tang Feng's spirit. Now, it was proven that he was right.
Even though he tried to suppress his emotions, when he heard what Tang Feng said, a sense of warmth rose in his heart.
At the same time, Tang Ling was not too concerned about the disappearance of his premonition of danger. Relying on someone else's strength was not stable. Based on what Tang Feng said, Tang Ling knew that his Spirit Eye, or Precise Instinct, would still appear if he continued to cultivate it.
"You have to be more careful in the future," Tang Feng reminded him.
"Mm-hmm," Tang Ling answered.
"This time, it doesn't matter if I'm teaching you the Will of a Mountain, it doesn't matter if I'm stopping you from advancing, it doesn't matter if I'm wasting this strand of spiritual energy to appear. It's all for one purpose. You must listen carefully."
Tang Ling finally looked up. He knew what he was going to say next was the key.
"Don't continue to advance. The most correct thing for you to do next is to visualize. Then, as you visualize, use the remaining energy to support your spiritual power to spread out." Tang Feng did not keep him in suspense and stated his purpose in one breath.
"I don't understand." Tang Ling really did not understand. Tang Feng's words came out of nowhere and were too sudden.
"The first time you 'saw' your Genetic Chain, the image you visualized corresponded to your talent ability. What you need to visualize next is that image.
"Only with this visualization can your spirit enter your world, which is the corresponding world of your talent ability, and develop your talent ability," Tang Feng explained in detail to Tang Ling.
At that moment, Tang Ling recalled the point that appeared during his first visualization. Following the explosion of the point, layers of clouds and mist appeared and swirled. Dust accumulated in the clouds and mist.
Whenever he thought about the scene, he would be extremely shocked and … Tang Ling could not describe how he felt. In short, he was afraid of the visualization because the mere thought of it made him feel insignificant and insignificant.
At the same time, Tang Ling also thought of the strands of spirit when he leveled up to Higan. His spirit could not catch up and it felt like he was rejected outside the door.
Higan told himself that he had entered a different world.
Indeed, that world corresponded to Higan's ability. Based on that, Tang Ling knew what Tang Feng was trying to say. He wanted to develop his talent ability on his own.
Therefore, countless questions popped up in Tang Ling's mind. "Why? Isn't my talent ability Precision Memory? No, isn't it the Spirit Eye? "
"It's the Spirit Eye. To be more precise, the talent ability of the Perfect Genetic Chain has always been the Spirit Eye." Tang Feng smiled before he continued with a sigh, "But only those with the Perfect Genetic Chain know that the Spirit Eye isn't a talent ability."
"What do you mean?"
"It's because it contains a myriad of changes. A book of 《Forging Eyes》 is only the foundation, it is unable to help you complete the countless details of the Spiritual Eye, and without these details, the Spiritual Eye will become more and more useless, and will lose to other abilities. "Tang Feng did not have the slightest intention of joking.
Precise Instinct will become useless? Tang Ling was shocked. From the very beginning until now, he knew how much he relied on his Precise Instinct and he had always been proud of it. How could it be useless?
"Time is limited. You might not understand what I'm saying, but I'm the first person who experienced it, so please accept my experience. In this world, the gains and losses of everything are two sides of a coin. With the Perfect Genetic Chain, there won't be any bottlenecks, so you'll lose the chance to enter the core of the law.
"In simple words, there's a huge increase every three ranks, but we don't have that. You know that kind of increase isn't the improvement of our own abilities but the mastery of our talent ability.
"Because of that, we can only enter and stop on our own. We'll spend most of our reserves to get closer to the core and perfect the Spirit Eye.
"The key point is, the bigger a piece of land you have, the harder it is to fully develop it. If you don't do it well, you might as well have a small piece of land. Who knows, if you develop it meticulously, it might even bear fruit. The Spirit Eye is a piece of land that's too big. "Tang Feng tried his best to explain.
As he spoke, Tang Ling could not help but notice a detail: Tang Feng's figure was slowly fading away. At first, he looked no different from a real person, but now, his figure was blurry like a shadow.
Tang Ling could not help but feel sad, but he did not know what he was sad about. The figure in front of him was just a strand of Tang Feng's spirit.
Of course, he also started to think about what Tang Feng said even though it was still a little difficult to understand.
"In short, experience it and visualize it. You'll understand a lot. I'm teaching you the Vajra Will so that your spirit won't get lost. You should know that the Perfect Genetic Chain is equipped with a spiritual eye, so it's like a big piece of land. If it's too big, you'll stray too far away, and if you stray too far away, you'll easily get lost. That's my goal. "Tang Feng seemed to realize that he was about to disappear, so he hastened his speech.
Tang Ling clenched his fists and muttered, "I'll do it."
"Of course, you should do it. It's very important to complete it before you break through to rank 3. It's equivalent to an extra chance to enter the core. Otherwise, why would I stop you now?" Tang Feng looked at Tang Ling as if he was an idiot.
Somehow, Tang Ling blurted out, "Stop acting. It's awkward," Tang Ling did not know why.
Tang Feng had lost count of how many times he had been stunned by Tang Ling. The kid always surprised him, but unfortunately, he did not grow with him.
"Fine then." Tang Feng came back to his senses and jumped down from the boulder. He walked to Tang Ling and said straightforwardly, "Then do your best, my son. I hope you can continue to make me proud."
"Who's …" Tang Ling instinctively wanted to refute, but his words somehow got stuck in his throat.
"Remember to teach Tang Long the Vajra Will. If you miss a word, I'll beat you up." Tang Feng's figure grew fainter.
Tang Long?! Tang Ling did not know what to feel when he heard that. Tang Feng still remembered Tang Long? Did he remember that he had an innocent son that he abandoned?
"Cut the crap. I'm not going to explain anything to you now." Tang Feng saw the change in Tang Ling's expression, so he spoke up.
"You don't have anything to explain." Tang Ling's expression turned cold again.
"Hmm, there's nothing to explain. Don't let Anhan down … "Tang Feng spoke even faster.
However, it did not stop Tang Ling from clearly hearing Anhan's name. His expression changed all of a sudden. Who else knew better than him? Higan's real name was Hua Anhan.
It was a typical eastern name and a rare surname. Tang Ling had no idea why his uncle and aunt would give Higan such a name, but his uncle and aunt had passed away before Higan could even speak, so it was impossible for him to explain anything to her.
His grandmother, on the other hand, was unwilling to call Higan by her real name. She always said, "Han, how can a little girl feel at ease in the cold?"
Therefore, Tang Ling followed his grandmother and rarely called Higan by her real name. He called her Shanshan since she was young.
Fine, these were all treasured memories, but they were not worth mentioning. The question was, how did Tang Feng know about it? How did he know?
"How did you know Shanshan's name?" Tang Ling could not help but ask loudly. It was then that he thought of a question that he had been neglecting. He pointed at his head and enunciated each and every word clearly, "My memory? What's going on with my memory? Why can't I remember anything before I was four years old? "
Tang Feng's figure was already blurry. He looked at Tang Ling with unconcealed love in his eyes. "Tang Ling, do you remember the first thing I said when I appeared?"
Tang Ling did not understand what Tang Feng meant.
"I said, I'm sorry and I'm sorry." The night breeze kept blowing as if it was trying to blow Tang Feng's shadow away.
"What's there to be sorry about? You should know. I didn't grow up with you, nor did I have the chance to be with him.
"Unfortunately, even though I'm standing in front of you right now, I can't actually see what you look like right now. This is because there's no memory of you growing up in this wisp of mental power. I'm already dead, so how can I see you?"
I'm sorry … "
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