Maybe some are not sure? But not afraid!

The stubborn and unwilling to retreat, and the expression between the eyebrows and eyes merged together, as if it was like a mirror, reflecting the self of the past...

Tang Feng looked at Tang Ling, son, blood...What a magical and touching word.

But emotional thoughts or feelings will never affect rational actions, which are also the imprint of Down's behavior.

So the hammer with purple and black glowing silver light still hit Tang Ling without hesitation. On the other hand, Tang Ling's response was just like what he showed inconsistency. It was still the same rotating shield, and there seemed to be no better way to deal with Tang Feng's attack.

It doesn’t matter, Tang Feng has been prepared for a long time when he should stop, and even felt a little refreshing in his mind. It is not a good thing that makes this kid feel the crushing of his father’s will in the duel?

Tang Ling didn't know that Tang Feng had so many thoughts. He was concentrating at this time. When Tang Feng's self-will was so tough that he brought a trace of stone rhyme, the pressure he faced increased in a geometric way. The sledgehammer in front of him seemed to be transformed into Tang Feng himself, crushing overwhelmingly, just like the world was full of Tang Feng's will.

So what can I do? When this will turns into a hammer and hits it, it is unstoppable.

In just an instant, the purple-black hammer with silver light collided with Tang Ling's spinning shield.

"You can't stop this." Tang Feng held the cigarette in his mouth, his eyes narrowed because of the rising smoke.

His tone was relaxed and his expression was comfortable. Seeing that Tang Ling's shield was about to break, Tang Feng was also a little disappointed when he finally made his son lose his grief. He had too much expectations for this kid. It was indeed embarrassing him to do something that he had never been able to do before.

At the same time, Tang Feng was also fully focused and prepared to disperse his will at the most suitable node...

But just as Tang Feng had these thoughts, Tang Ling's expression that was not sure of before suddenly changed, and he became firm and determined. Facing Tang Feng's words, he suddenly shouted: "That's not necessarily."

While speaking, Tang Ling's shield suddenly shattered.

Tang Feng was stunned, a little surprised. He knew very well that this shield was definitely not crushed by his will.

What is this kid going to do?

The change is faster than Tang Feng's thinking. Before the broken shield could be scattered, the fragments gathered together again and turned into a sharp awl!

Although this awl is small, most of it has already shown the unique silver color of stone rhyme!

Tang Feng was surprised and a crazy joy surged in his heart, but before his expression could change with his heart, the sharp awl 'smashed' at the connection between the hammer body and the hammer handle...

**

"Well, I lost."

It was still dusk, and the hammer with silver stripes had broken and broke in the warm halo unique to dusk, and then fell heavily to the ground and dissolved in the grass.

But the awl belonging to Tang Ling was still hovering in the air...

Tang Feng admitted defeat very simply, while Tang Ling pursed her lips, held her hands in front of her chest, and looked at Tang Feng silently, his so-called father. Tang Ling's emotions were not revealed in his dark eyes.

"Yes, I have already touched the threshold of Shi Yun." Tang Feng didn't care about Tang Ling's unpredictable attitude towards him at this time, and sincerely praised him.

"Excellent, I even learned one of the changes in the use of my own will - Condensation." If the previous sentence of Tang Feng's praise was relatively plain, this sentence was unconcealed with pride.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with smiles when he looked at Tang Ling.

Yes, how can you not be proud?

Through tempering, even ordinary people can enter the Shiyun. Of course, this is based on the premise of the time-consuming period.

However, the change of self-will is a manifestation of personal talent. Simply put, even those who temper their self-will to a very high level may not necessarily learn to change of self-will. However, talented people may only start to learn and master this change...

And how many talented people are? Anyway, Tang Feng thinks he is not considered a person, but he is better than him? Maybe he can find a few of them among the top leapers.

After all, self-will and mental power are closely related.

In short, this son is better than himself... Even though he is not so expecting him to be excellent.

But as long as a father and son are excellent, the feeling of relief cannot be suppressed. On the contrary, Tang Ling has been silent and cold.

Tang Feng praised him a few words, as if he hadn't heard it. After Tang Feng finished speaking, he looked at Tang Feng and spoke: "Is the previous promise still counting?"

Tang Feng was stunned, then smiled, and bounced away the cigarette butt in his hand in an understatement.

The cigarette butt turned into nothingness in the air, and Tang Feng jumped down from the big stone and walked to Tang Ling: "Are you talking about beating me? Come on."

"Turn around." Tang Ling's tone was so resentful that he wanted to kick Tang Feng hard on the butt. He couldn't forget the feeling of being "insulted" by Tang Feng before.

"Okay." Tang Feng was extremely straightforward, turned his back to Tang Ling, and removed his own self-will defense.

He is not cheating.

Tang Ling learned the tempering of his own will and could feel that Tang Feng had removed his defense. In this case, even if Tang Feng was just a wisp of spiritual body, he could still feel that he was "beated" by Tang Ling.

After all, in essence, all feelings will be fed back to the spirit.

Since that was the case, Tang Ling had no intention of being polite. He raised his legs and was about to kick Tang Feng hard on the butt with one kick.

But don't know why?

Tang Ling's toes suddenly stopped when she was about to kick Tang Feng.

Perhaps the halo of dusk is too warm, making people feel inexplicably soft, or perhaps the evening breeze of the setting sun is too gentle, making people feel sad...

In short, Tang Ling's feet were stiff in the air, and she could never really kick Tang Feng.

He is obviously a guy who has no good impression of others. Why does his back look so heavy and vicissitudes? Is he carrying a heavy burden?

Why did he establish the Dragon Army? What is the real purpose of the Dragon Army? Power? Ideal? Or is it a belief that Tang Feng personally cannot let go of?

In this short moment, a lot of curiosity about Tang Feng appeared in Tang Ling's mind, and he was absolutely indifferent to these things before.

Tang Ling was just unwilling to admit that the reason why he could never kick was that Tang Feng's back made him feel inexplicably sad.

"What? Are you afraid of my revenge?" There was no movement behind you for a long time. Tang Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Ling with some amusement.

"Forget it." Tang Ling is not a pretentious person. Since there is no way to really beat him up, there is no need to hide anything and just give up this idea.

"Forget it?" Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, still smiling, and said to Tang Ling in a tone of teasing children: "I really thought about it? I missed this time, you have no chance."

Tang Ling didn't want to pay attention to Tang Feng's trick, and sat cross-legged on the big stone and lowered his head.

"I don't know your purpose, but I don't want to think of you very badly."

Tang Feng's expression changed, and his somewhat slutty smile restrained, and his whole body suddenly seemed deep and vicissitudes. He did not interrupt Tang Ling, but sat on the big stone facing Tang Ling again.

"So, I think you are attached to Xiaozhong. When will the opportunity appear, it should be to teach me this set of "The Legend of the Mountain"." Tang Ling looked up and looked at Tang Feng. At this moment, he did not want to hide his inner complexity.

Not far away, it was his father after all.

Tang Feng didn't say anything, and another cigarette appeared between his fingers. He looked at Tang Ling with a smile. Although the deep meaning in his eyes was hard to guess, he seemed to not want to hide his love for his son at this moment.

Tang Ling was unwilling to face such emotions because it came from Tang Feng.

So Tang Ling turned his head and continued, "You go, if I just want to teach me these things, I have learned it."

"I will continue to break the ranks."

"Have you delayed?" At this time, Tang Feng spoke lightly.

"It's not worth it. It's just..." Tang Ling said this, and did not continue talking, but also visualized a cigarette and clamped it between her fingers.

"Boy, who made you smoke?" Tang Feng was really angry.

Tang Ling turned around at this time and looked at Tang Feng very seriously: "I am very moved, so I will teach me these things. But I can't forgive you."

"Since that's the case, don't face it anymore, you go."

Tang Feng was stunned again. At this moment, his eyes were as deep as the night sky without stars. The heavy black seemed to suppress all emotions. It was impossible to tell whether he was a little sad or didn't care.

After saying that, Tang Ling no longer explained, but lowered her head and smoked silently, her eyes slightly narrowed by the smoke, looking very much like Tang Feng.

"Okay." Tang Feng's face appeared again, and it didn't matter, a rogue-like rogue smile: "You need to say, I won't be there for long."

"After all, I am just a wisp of mental power. You can think I am Tang Feng, but it is not really him. From the beginning of my appearance, it means that I will soon dissipate, the body no longer exists, and the mental power is also a water without a source and a tree without a root..."

Tang Ling never looked up, and couldn't tell what he was thinking?

"But there are a few words that I must remind you." Tang Feng didn't mind Tang Ling's attitude. His appearance was indeed purposeful.

"What?" Tang Ling responded. He seemed not as resistant to Tang Feng as before.

"You have a premonition of the crisis because I am attached to Xiaozhong. But after that... unless your spiritual eyes go further, you will not have such a premonition." Tang Feng said concisely, and one sentence already revealed a lot of information.

Since Tang Feng appeared, Tang Ling has vaguely speculated that perhaps his premonition of danger was related to Tang Feng's mental power, and now it has proved that this is true.

Even though he repeatedly suppressed himself, when Tang Ling heard Tang Feng say this, a trace of warmth rose in his heart...

At the same time, Tang Ling didn't care too much about the disappearance of the premonition of crisis. Relying on the power of others is unstable after all. From Tang Feng's words, Tang Ling at least knew that his spiritual eyes, that is, his precise instinct would continue to practice, and this premonition would still appear.

"You must be more careful in your work in the future." Tang Feng reminded him.

"Hmm." Tang Ling agreed.

"And this time, I'll tell you whether it's "The Legend of the Mountain" to stop you from continuing to advance, and whether you can consume this strand of mental power to appear, it's all for one purpose, and you must listen." Tang Feng began to become particularly serious and serious.

Tang Ling finally looked up, and he knew that the next words were the key.

"Don't continue to advance. The most correct way you should do it next is to visualize, and then use the remaining energy to support your mental power to spread out as you visualize." Tang Feng did not keep it a secret, but said his purpose in one breath.

"I don't understand." Tang Ling really didn't understand. Tang Feng's words came too abruptly and too inexplicable.

"The first time you 'see' your gene chain, the picture you visualize corresponds to your talent and ability. What you need to visualize next is that picture."

"Only with such visualization can your mental power enter the 'your world', which is the world corresponding to your innate abilities and develop your innate abilities." Tang Feng explained to Tang Ling in detail.

At this moment, Tang Ling remembered the point that appeared during the first visualization. As the point exploded, the clouds and mist appeared, and then rotated, and the dust in the clouds accumulated...
To be continued...