After a while, everyone dispersed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info A voice sounded beside Tang San.

"Tang San, I apologize for what happened that day, you won't still be angry. Wang Sheng walked up to him and said sincerely.

Looking at Wang Sheng's honest smile, Tang San shook his head and said with a smile: "How could it be, I have long forgotten it." Brother Wang Sheng, I'm going to go out and lie down, and I may not come back until night. ”

Wang Sheng nodded and said, "You go." By the way, congratulations on becoming a soul master. ”

Tang San said slightly: "It won't be long before you break through." ”

Walking out of the Notting Academy again, Tang San felt a little tired, after coming back with the master today, he hadn't had a good rest, and he had a few more fights with Xiao Chenyu and the others, even though his Xuantian Gong had entered the second level, but the feeling of exhaustion still appeared.

However, the work of going to the blacksmith shop still needs to be done, and the big deal is to start work again tomorrow. What Tang San is most afraid of now is that people won't accept him as a little blacksmith.

Tang San said to the ice dance beside him, "You go back with everyone." I'll go out for a walk and come back later. ”

Bing Wu scratched his head and said, "Hmm." I thought to myself. Where is he going? Alas, it's a pity, according to what I know, the situation in the Douluo Continent is after the All-High Elite Competition. The previous part was all about reading history books. Alas. No matter. What could he do as a kid? I'm tired. I'm going to go back and rest first.

Tang San turned around and beckoned to Ice Dance as he walked.

Coming to the blacksmith shop, Tang San walked directly in. As soon as he entered the door, there was a rush of heat, which was the case in any blacksmith shop, of course, the temperature of Tang San's dilapidated blacksmith shop was much lower than here.

As soon as you enter the door, there is an open hall, and on the right side of the hall, there are all kinds of made iron tools, not only farm tools, but also all kinds of armor and weapons. After all, in this world, soul masters are only a small number of people, and weapons are still needed. And the price of weapons is naturally much higher than that of agricultural tools.

Seeing these weapons, Tang San couldn't help but think of the work he had done in his previous life. At that time, the bracket hidden weapons manufactured by the Tang Sect could be said to be the pillar of the entire Tang Sect's income. There are many rules in the Tang Sect, although they sell hidden weapons to the outside world, they only sell non-toxic and some ordinary goods, and the real secret is impossible to take. Despite this, the hidden weapons produced by the Tang Sect are still in short supply on the rivers and lakes.

If you open a factory that manufactures hidden weapons in this world, what kind of income will you have?

"Children, what are you doing here, buy something and call your adults to come. Get out of here, it's dangerous here. While Tang San was thinking, a loud voice interrupted his thoughts.

When he looked up, he saw a big man with a big upper body looking at him, the muscles bulging under his dark skin, looking extremely strong, holding a large casting hammer in his hand, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Hello, uncle. I wanted to ask if there was a need for apprenticeships here. Tang was three years young, and his voice was crisp, and although the blacksmith shop was full of the sound of pounding steel, it was still clearly heard by everyone.

Most of the blacksmith's work stopped and looked at Tang San with a kind smile. Blacksmithing is one of the lowest professions, they are all people of poor origin, who rely on strength and craftsmanship to eat, and although they are rough in appearance, they are mostly extremely kind.

The big man who spoke before glanced at Tang San a few times and said, "Little friend, don't make trouble." Let's go. It's not safe here. Do you look like you're a blacksmith, and besides, we don't have a little apprentice like you. You're afraid you won't even be able to pick up a casting hammer. Ha ha. ”

Tang San only then realized that he was still wearing a neat school uniform, yes, how could he be a blacksmith dressed like this. "I'm sorry uncle, I'll come back later. With that, he turned and ran out.

The blacksmith shop was very close to Notting Academy, and when Tang San came back again, he had already changed into his original clothes, with large patches and small patches on his body, this dress, even if he went to eat a hundred meals, he definitely didn't need to wear makeup.

As soon as he entered the door, Tang San didn't look for anyone else, and found the big man from before, "Uncle, do you think I can be an apprentice like this?"

Dahan was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang San's outfit, "Little friend, aren't you making fun of me?" ”

Tang San said honestly: "Of course not. Uncle, yes, I'm a work-study student at Notting College, and I have time every afternoon, and my dad is a blacksmith in the village. Since I was a child, I have been learning casting with my father, and I want to come to you to mix a bowl of rice. ”

Listening to Tang San's words, Dahan's face suddenly softened, they were all from poor backgrounds, and he suddenly felt great sympathy in his heart, not to mention, this kid was still studying at Notting Academy, Dahan simply said, "Okay." If you want to come, then come. It's a chorework for us, and you can always do it if you serve tea and water. However, the salary is not too high, but the food is full. How?"

"Okay, no problem. Tang San was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.

The blacksmiths all smiled kindly at Tang San, and the big man glared at everyone and said, "Look at it, don't you have to work." Hurry up, I'll invite you all to an ale in the evening. ”

Listening to the words of the great man, the blacksmiths suddenly became more energetic, and one by one they picked up their hammers and continued their work.

Dahan raised the casting hammer in his hand, and while casting the pig iron in front of him, he said to Tang San: "My name is Shi San, Shi Shi, you can call me Third Uncle." This smithy is my family's heirloom. In the future, if you come to work with me, I will take care of lunch and dinner every day, and I will give you ten copper soul coins, which is one silver soul coin. If the benefits are good, I will give you a little more. Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Third uncle, my name is Tang San. ”

"Tang San, haha, okay, we all have three words in our names, it seems that we are really destined. What village are you from?"

Tang San said, "I'm from the Holy Soul Village. ”

Shi Sandao: "You just said that you learned to be a blacksmith with your father since you were a child, you are only so young, what can your father teach you?"

Tang San said: "Of course it's casting, third uncle, don't look at me as small, but I have the strength, and it's no problem to cast pig iron." ”

Shi San laughed, "Brothers, our new guy said he could also cast. Do you believe it or not?"

The blacksmiths also burst into laughter, Tang San looked like he was only six or seven years old, and this was still after getting the first soul ring, his body had grown a little taller. Outwardly, who can believe that he will cast?

It always feels bad to be underestimated, Tang San said: "Third uncle, I can really cast, don't believe it, you let me try." ”

Shi San stopped what he was doing and put the casting hammer on the ground, "This way, if you can pick up my hammer, I will trust you." As he spoke, he handed the hammer handle to Tang San. Because the hammer head was in contact with the ground, he was not afraid that Tang San would hit it if he couldn't hold it.

"Third uncle, you are removing impurities from this piece of pig iron. I'll help you finish it. Tang San took the handle of the casting hammer from Shi San's hand.

Shi Tiantian was born with divine power, and the casting hammer he used was obviously one size bigger than other people's, and about half a foot taller than Tang San's height. At this time, he became the focus of the entire blacksmith shop again, and all the blacksmiths looked at him with a smile on their faces. However, they soon couldn't laugh, because Tang San had already lifted the casting hammer, and it was raised flat in front of him.

It is three percent heavier than an ordinary casting hammer. As soon as the casting hammer left the ground, Tang San had a judgment. Although it is heavier, even before I got the soul ring, I can barely use it, let alone now.

Seeing Tang San slowly raise the casting hammer, Shi San's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Good strength, worthy of our blacksmith's son." ”

Tang San stared at the pig iron on the stove with burning eyes, exhaled, and slammed Shi San's casting hammer.

"Hey. ”

The soles of his feet were clasped tightly to the ground, his calves suddenly exerted force, and the power was transmitted, Tang San's body turned halfway, and the huge casting hammer slashed diagonally in the air, hitting the piece of pig iron hard.

When there was a loud bang, the smiles of all the blacksmiths turned into consternation, and then they did. As the hammer rebounded, Tang San turned around quickly, the hammer in his hand was picked up again, and there was another loud bang, and the hammer fell heavier than before on the red-hot pig iron.

"Third uncle, please help me pull the bellows. The temperature is not enough. Tang San said quickly, and his third hammer had already been picked up again. This time, the casting hammer was more urgent, bringing a whining sound.

Shi San is also an old blacksmith, so he naturally understands the consequences of insufficient temperature, so he hurriedly squatted aside and pulled up the bellows.

The next scene made the blacksmiths present unforgettable for life. The heavy casting hammer seemed to come alive in Tang San's hands, and one circle after another was drawn in the air, full of rhythm, like the sound of a storm of percussion in the blacksmith shop.

None of them noticed that Tang San's hands had turned as white as jade, and with the sound of clanging bells, the piece of pig iron was constantly beating under the casting hammer.

Shi San was pulling the bellows with all his might, and at the same time staring at Tang San who was wielding the hammer tightly, his eyes could no longer be described as surprised.

The other blacksmiths knew how heavy Shi San's hammer was, and naturally knew the difficulty of continuous striking. Especially like Tang San, a hammer is heavier than a hammer, and it is even more difficult to the extreme.

When. After the last blow was completed, Tang San took the casting hammer and spun around twice in a row, dissolving the momentum on the hammer, and the head of the sledgehammer went down and fell back to the ground, which shook the hearts of the blacksmith shop and the blacksmiths at the same time.

Twenty-seven hammers, the whole twenty-seven hammers continued to strike, and the shape of the piece of pig iron forged by Shi San before had not changed at all, but it had shrunk as a whole.

What Tang San did, Shi San could do to himself, but it would take a whole day. You know, Shi San has officially become a blacksmith for fifteen years.

Looking at Tang San, who was slightly wheezing and sweating on his forehead, Shi San stuttered, "This, is this the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method, the strongest continuous casting technique in the forging technique?"

"What is that?" Tang San said suspiciously.

Shi San's cheeks were already flushed with excitement, "The so-called chaotic cloak hammer method is a method of continuous percussion casting, which can perfectly exert the power of our blacksmith with force." It is said that the most powerful blacksmith can swing eighty-one hammers in a row and directly make a piece of pig iron into the shape he wants. The most important thing is that the cloak hammer method is the most powerful casting technique to drive out metal magazines, and I thought it was long lost, but I didn't expect to see it in your hands today. ”

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