494. Chapter 495. Using Tang Hao as a Training Partner

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The sun rises in the east, and its brilliance shines on the ground.

Between the rocky Gobi cliffs, two figures flitted swiftly.

The speed of these two people is very fast, not to mention that it is difficult for ordinary people's naked eyes to catch their traces, even some soul kings of the soul sect can only be blinded by the side, and they can only occasionally catch a glimpse of the amazing sword, or It is a terrifying black-mounted giant hammer.

"when!!!"

The mysterious sword collided with the Clear Sky Hammer once again, and between sparks flickering, the beating of bells in the morning and drums in the evening resounded, deafening.

Yang Ming took a few steps back and moved his right wrist, which was sore and numb due to the reaction force. He looked at Tang Hao not far away solemnly, secretly feeling startled.

That's right, he is practicing against Tang Hao now!

It was rare for Tang Hao to be promoted to Limit Douluo, and he wanted to get acquainted with his brand-new power. Naturally, Yang Ming was unwilling to let go of such a free laborer. Relying on his iron brother relationship with Tang San, he finally persuaded Tang Hao.

This is an incomparably luxurious training!

You must know that in today's world, apart from Tang Hao, there are only three Limit Douluo, and each of them is an old monster in the soul master world. It is impossible for ordinary people to get their advice, let alone end by the other party. Hands-on sparring.

"Uncle Hao," Yang Ming said with flickering eyes, "I never thought that you could suppress your strength to the level of a soul king, but you could still be so strong."

Holding the Clear Sky Hammer in both hands, Tang Hao felt a little surprised, he never thought that Yang Ming could hold it under his hands for so long.

Even if he suppresses his strength to the stage of a soul king, it is not something that an ordinary soul king can defeat, but Yang Ming's endless methods, even his ability to leapfrog the level, let him get to know the young man in front of him again.

Hearing Yang Ming's complaints, Tang Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought he was not so strong when he was Yang Ming's age.

"Yang Ming, you don't need to underestimate yourself. Although you have integrated the Wind Hammer Technique into the Dugu Nine Swords, you are not very proficient at the moment, and the speed of stacking power is not fast enough. If you can, in just three minutes, Add dozens of powers together, maybe you have the strength to defeat me."

Yang Ming was silent in his heart, and knew that Tang Hao was right, which was why he wanted Tang Hao to be his training partner.

The more skills the better, the higher the level, the faster the better.

Most of the skills that Yang Ming had acquired before had to be patiently accumulated, and he integrated the skills into a mastery, turning them into instincts and imprinting them firmly in his bones.

Others only thought that it was easy for Yang Ming to get all this, but they didn't know that Yang Ming had put in a lot of effort secretly, practicing until late at night every day, and only sleeping five or six hours a day.

Keeping Tang Hao's advice in mind, and sorting out the gaps in the Dugu Nine Swords just now, Yang Ming held the mysterious sword again and shouted:

"Look at the sword!"

Combining the six-style shaving of the navy and the wind step of stepping on the waves, Yang Ming seemed to be aided by a god. As if a gust of wind was blowing, the whole person disappeared hazily in place. It was because the speed was too fast, leaving an afterimage in place !

In addition, the mysterious sword has now killed a lot of people, and its attack speed has increased rapidly. The Dugu Nine Swords cast in one second turned into countless sword shadows, densely packed in front of Tang Hao into an airtight cage, Not even a mosquito can fly in.

And with the accumulation of so many sword moves, Yang Ming's power has also superimposed to a terrifying level!

Compared to just now, Yang Ming has made great progress!

Seeing this scene, Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu who were watching were all speechless.

"Yang Ming's progress is too fast." Tang San gritted his teeth, and said, "Can you give us some ways to survive, I'm still practicing the essence of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, and I haven't been able to apply it in actual combat!"

"Third brother, just give up." Ma Hongjun looked at Tang San sympathetically, and put his fat palm on Tang San's shoulder, "Look at me, isn't it okay to be a salted fish shouting 666 beside me? "

Oscar and Xiao Wu nodded heavily.

The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, and Yang Tian let out a long sigh, his expression extremely complicated.

Back then, Yang Ming was on the same starting line as him. Now that everyone has taken off, he is still running hard on the ground. This feeling is simply terrible!

Everyone was filled with emotions, but they didn't know that, as Tang San's father, Tang Hao also had extremely complicated hearts.

Tang Hao also felt a lot of pressure seeing Yang Ming pass by himself and learn it in a blink of an eye.

Give birth to a child like Yang Ming!

Thinking like this, Tang Hao secretly glanced at Tang San out of the corner of his eye, secretly praising Tang San in his heart, he must practice more for Tang San after returning, as long as he can't die, practice to death!

Tang San suddenly felt a chill in his body, and sneezed.

He looked around and muttered in a low voice:

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?"

At this moment, Yang Ming and Tang Hao, who suppressed their strength, were also fighting to the point of a stalemate.

"Ding ding ding, Dangdang...",

A series of sounds of Jin Ge clashing continuously, only a series of sparks splashing in all directions, it is impossible to clearly see the two sides fighting together, and only Tang San can barely see one or two by using the purple gold magic pupil, but if he stares for a long time Even he felt a little dizzy.

The two fought from the center of the Gobi to the vicinity of the cliff.

The swords and hammers fought, and the strong wind shot out, like the sharp edge of a knife, leaving deep traces, gravel powder, and smoke and dust on the wilderness, on the Gobi, and on the cliffs.

Tang Hao also went from being careless at the beginning to being fully focused now, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Because, he suddenly discovered that as the battle gradually reached its fierce stage, there was no trace of tiredness on Yang Ming's face. Tang Hao was also shocked in his heart.

You know, people are creatures, not machines.

As long as a person is a body of flesh and blood, he will always be tired, there will always be times of trough, and he will not always be at his peak.

But it has been at least an hour since Yang Ming fought with him, that is, two hours. Under Tang Hao's pressure, Yang Ming behaved so abnormally, it was simply weird!

"No wonder, Yang Ming is able to overwhelm his peers and even leapfrog the ranks. He is really very human and must have extraordinary abilities!"

Tang Hao was filled with emotion.

As everyone knows, this is entirely due to the support of the Saiyan blood in Yang Ming's body.

The Saiyans are a veritable fighting nation. They get stronger when they meet the strong, and the more they fight, the braver they are.

Yang Ming could feel that with the fierce battle, the soul power in his body reached a critical point.