"By the way, Uncle Hammer, are you embarrassing him too much?" In the guest room, a bored Caesar teased the white feathers and silver wings while casually asking questions to the hammer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 To his left, a magical image of the basement is projected from the ring on the finger of his left hand, appearing on the wall. In the video, Kester is looking down in contemplation.

"It's just a simple test." Hammer's tone was serious: "If he can't even pass such a test, then there is no need for him to try to become a forger, anyway, he is destined to be unknown in the future." ”

"You can't break the stones, it's a pit when you think about it." Kesar pouted.

"If you accidentally break the core when you try to compress it in the future, it will explode, and the forge is not such a safe profession." Hammer patiently explained.

"Then you don't have to just give him a hammer." Caesar has a pair and a non-match to the ground.

"The first generations of blacksmiths created legends with an ordinary hammer, and the essence of forging is not better tools, but how you use ordinary tools to create peerless weapons." Hammer explained step by step.

"Well, you're the authority, you have the final say." Kesar, apparently not hearing Hammer's words, shrugged symbolically.

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"Compress the stone without breaking it?" Kester racked his brain, and countless thoughts turned through his consciousness.

Stone is no better than metal, and metal is very malleable, and it is not easy to break even if you deliberately try to break it. But stone is different, although the hardness of stone is also very large, and some high-quality stones can even surpass most metals in hardness, but the malleability of stone is generally not good. In layman's terms, stones are hard, but they are also brittle.

This means that the shape of the stone is harder to change and the size is harder to compress unless you have special means.

Kester picked up the hammer hesitantly, but quickly put it down, and the minutes flew by.

"There must be a way!" Kester's thoughts kept diverging, "There's no way Grandpa Hammer has given me an unsolvable problem. ”

Just when Kester was helpless, a scene from what had been in the sky suddenly flashed into his mind.

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Five years ago, the city in the sky, the Wing King Palace martial arts arena.

"General Moya, why do you want to teach me to use a whip..."Kester looked at the high-grade leather whip in his hand, which was four or five meters long and made of the skin of the Abyss Demon Snake, "This looks like a girl." ”

"Your Royal Highness, maybe you will meet a variety of opponents in the future, and not all of them have the same fighting style." Mo Ya shook the leather whip of the same length in his hand as he spoke. Whiptail deftly spun in the air and let out a crisp "pop".

"So what does this have to do with learning to use whips?" Sheila asked in a whisper from behind Kester.

"Of course it is." After all, Moya was the strength of the Heavenly Rank, and Xuela's whispering obviously did not hide from his ears. Mo Ya paused and continued: We can't always outperform our opponents in strength, and when we face a strong enemy and our strength is suppressed, we have to find some other way to make up for the difference in combat effectiveness between the two. I chose the whip because it is especially handy when it comes to overcoming rigidity with softness. I wanted to teach you how to use the soft sword, but the soft sword is too difficult for novices to use, so the whip is more suitable. ”

"Overcoming rigidity with softness?" Kester had never heard of such a thing, and his voice was full of novelty.

"Your Royal Highness, remember, sometimes softness is more difficult than toughness!" After Mo Ya finished speaking, the snakeskin soft whip lightly rolled towards the iron pillar training target not far away. The snake whip tightly wrapped around the iron pillar like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the brilliance of the fighting spirit flashed, and the iron pillar as thick as a person's arm was easily twisted into a twisted shape.

"That's amazing!" Kester, who had just reached the age of ten, looked at him with adoration. If Moya was holding a one-handed sword, he would be able to split through the iron pillar with a single sword, but the blade would inevitably wear out a notch. Kester had just stared at the snakeskin whip for a long time, but he didn't notice any damage.

"This is the combination of softness and strength!" Moya's words were memorized by young Kester.

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"Soft and... Strong... Cooperate? Kester looked thoughtfully at the hammer in his hand.

"Obviously, you can't directly smash it with a hammer on Gang, so how can you add flexibility?" Kester had the idea, but sadly found that he had no items to borrow.

"As long as it can cushion and avoid direct contact between the hammer and the stone, right?" Kester turned his gaze to the clay basement floor: "That's the only way to be a dead horse doctor." ”

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"Poof, what is this kid doing?" Caesar squirted the bad wine in his mouth and squirted it on Silverwing's head, and Silverwing chirped in return with an ice pick.

"Don't make a fuss, look at your amazing master." Kesar grabbed the icicle.

"Is this all right? Well, that's a way—" Hammer rubbed his eyes in surprise. Originally, this was a normal action, but it appeared in the well-informed old dwarf Hammer, which really showed that Kester's method was not what he expected.

Because, they saw, Kester had buried the stone in the ground.

"Uncle Hammer, what the hell is he doing?" Although Caesar was once a famous Celestial Rank Killer, he really didn't understand Kester's purpose.

"The cushioning of rammed earth softens the impact of the hammer and allows it to be more evenly divided into the surface of the stone." Iron Hammer rubbed his temples helplessly: "Xiao Ye is doing a good job, but the basement floor of me is going to suffer." ”

"And this kind of thing?" Kesar clearly did not have the concept of "soft". In fact, he didn't blame him, as a space assassin who would kill with one hit, he didn't have to understand this.

"Bang" Kester's hammer struck the rammed earth, and Kesar could hear a dull crash from the magical image alone.

"Interesting, although I didn't understand what Uncle Hammer said, it sounds like it works." Caysar touched his chin.

The magic image continued, but it just became more and more blurry, probably because of the running out of energy. Caesar didn't bother with it either, and apparently, there was nothing to see next.

"Ye Lingyun, this kid, seems to be much more interesting than I imagined..."The image disappeared completely, and Caesar lay down on the bed and took a nap.