"This kind of beating is just too inefficient. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Kester thought to himself while smashing the ground: "Most of the strength is used to control the rise and fall of the hammer, is there a way to save some effort?" With this distraction, the hammer that bounced off the ground did not control its strength and bounced towards Kester's head.

"Damn, scare me." Kester turned his head and flashed the hammer in his hand. The hammer swung backwards with great inertia before slamming back into Kester's head.

"Poof, am I going to smash myself?" Kester turned his head and flashed the hammer again. The hammer slammed back into the ground, then bounced again.

"Huh? It's a good idea, and it would have saved a lot of trouble if I could use the elasticity well instead of counteracting it with both hands as it bounces. "Kester's mind is very shrewd.

"Try it!" Now that Kester has made up his mind, of course he must execute it as soon as possible. He smashed it down with a single blow, but this time, the direction of his body adjusted slightly. The hammer bounced off as before, and Kester wasn't so embarrassed this time. He took advantage of the momentum to turn sideways, circled the hammer, and then used a soft force to skillfully lure the hammer back to the point of strike.

"Bang!" The hammer landed on the rammed earth with more force than before. The elasticity became stronger, and the hammer was bounced off again, and Kester repeated his old trick, using his ingenuity to round the hammer in the air again, leading the hammer back to its original point.

After a few "bang, bang, bang" hammers, Kester obviously felt that the strength of his hammer had increased a lot, but on the contrary, it was the consumption of power. Compared to before, the effort is reduced now.

"Sure enough, softness is really very important, and blindly being tough is not the right solution after all." Triggering the elastic force of the hammer, Kester sighed in his heart.

Although Kester was unable to increase the strength of the hammer to a particularly high level due to the primitive method of borrowing force, the work progress was still very fast with the strength of his first three hammers and the frequency of fifteen hammers a minute.

With the sound of "bang, bang, bang", the stone shrank at a slow but constant rate. Kester is not in a hurry for quick success, he is a calm person. With every 50 hammers, Kester reinforces the cushioning layer of the stone with freshly excavated rammed earth. In the process of reinforcement, he also nourished his tired body with fighting energy.

By the time Kester struck the 500th hammer, the stone had finally become a more perfect shape, and Kester had exhausted all his fighting energy. You must know that his 500 hammers have been strengthened by special techniques, and they are better than other people's 1000 hammers in strength!

"Whew, that should be the case!" Kester let out a sigh of relief.

"It's time." The hammer pushed open the basement door just in time.

Kester turned away with a grim face, but his eyes were exceptionally bright: "Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!" Me, it worked! ”

"Oh? The result? "For forging, Hammer showed a considerable degree of enthusiasm.

"Grandpa Hammer, are you still satisfied with this degree of completion?" Kester let go of his palm, revealing a fist-sized stone in his palm. The stone that was originally everywhere turned into a small black ball as smooth as jade after nearly an hour of continuous thrashing by Kester. Fine lines covered the surface of the stone, which was the quenching mark of Kester's 500 hammers just now. But don't be fooled by its size, this seemingly inconspicuous black ball weighs a full twenty or thirty pounds!

"This, this can't be!" Hammer lost his voice and shouted: "How can it be possible to compress so many stones in an hour?!" ”

"Uh... Huh? Kester was surprised, although he felt good about himself, but looking at the expression of the hammer, this seemed to be a bit exaggerated, could it be that the method he had developed improvised was very special?

"Tell me, how did you do it?!" The hammer was so excited that he grabbed Kester's shoulders tightly: "Even my teacher has to use his fighting spirit to do better than this, Ye Lingyun, how did you do it?!" In his agitation, the old dwarf seemed to have no notice that his knuckles had turned white from overexertion.

"Hey, hey, Grandpa Hammer, you light, I can't hold it, it's not good to fall and hit my feet." Obviously, the hour-long forging had exhausted Kester's strength, and these were not a problem for him at all.

"Oh sorry, I was overexcited." Only then did Hammer realize that he had overexerted himself. He let go of his hands, but Kester couldn't hold the stone in his hand, allowing it to slip out of his hands.

The rocks fell freely and smashed into Kester's feet, which scared Kester out. If such a heavy stone really hits the foot, I am afraid that it will have to be crushed and fractured. He was about to hide, but his feet had become a little inflexible because he had been standing for too long. But fortunately, just before the stone fell to Kester's feet, a short knife flew and hit the stone, and a few sparks flashed, and the short knife was directly bounced off the stone, but it also successfully missed the stone's falling trajectory a little. A fist-sized rock grazed Kester's foot and fell to the ground, smashing a deep notch into the rammed earth.

"Can't even avoid this? What about your vindictiveness? Kesar was probably attracted by the hammer's exclamation, and only then did he save Kester once, and he looked at Kester: "How did you wilt after striking a stone like someone had beaten you?" ”

"I'm just fighting with my own strength," Kester replied weakly, "If you don't have the strength, you can use your fighting spirit to moisten your body, it's not a foul, right?" ”

"Well, it doesn't count, but that's barely reasonable." Hammer, who had slowly calmed down, thought for a moment and said, "But even so, I was very surprised by your results, tell me how you did it, okay?" Probably worried that Kester wouldn't agree, he added, "I can teach you the basics of blacksmithing and do my best to help you build a well-fitting armor." ”

"Grandpa Hammer is serious, speaking of which, I really ruined the basement of your house." Kester said apologetically. Behind Kester, a large pit large enough to bury a coffin occupies almost a fifth of the basement.

"Huh? How did you make such a big hole? Kesar wasn't quick to forget that the pit Kester had dug at first was only about a tenth the size of the one.

"The main purpose is to strengthen the soil layer on the surface of the stone." Kester explained.

"Reinforcement of the soil?" Hammer asked emphatically.

"That's right, because I used a special method to hit the stone, so the soil layer on the surface of the stone is stressed a lot and the load is relatively large." Kester explained.

"A special way?" The moment of the hammer was agitated again.

"Hmm."