Tang Hao was not worried about Yang Ming, for fear that he would damage his body when he used the hammer, and he would not be able to explain to the village chief at that time.

Hiding behind the door, Tang Hao poked out his head and watched Yang Ming stand in front of the iron platform, taking off his coat, revealing a healthy wheat-colored skin.

At a young age, he has already exercised strong muscles, and there are obvious six-pack abdominal muscles in his abdomen, which are all the products of the strict exercise plan formulated by the old Jack village chief for Yang Ming.

Although they are some of the most basic, sometimes they are also the most effective.

In addition, the red fruits that the village chief fed Yang Ming these days, Yang Ming's strength far exceeds that of adults.

The explosive muscles of his body bulged out like hard granite, sharp and angular, full of extraordinary momentum and strength, and his wheat-colored skin showed off his unparalleled strength.

Yang Ming had a cold face, and serious lines appeared at the corners of his mouth.

A pair of eyes are blazing, like an eagle fighting a rabbit as sharp and fast,

Yang Ming has been to the old Tang family for many years, and he has three hooks and jade writing wheel eye copying, and he has long had a spectrum of forging weapons in his heart, lighting a charcoal fire, and pulling the bellows violently in an orderly manner, the speed is not fast, and he seems quite familiar with the fire.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

The bellows sounded, and flames emerged from the charcoal furnace, scorching the piece of raw iron.

When the original iron was gradually burned red, Yang Ming carried a black hammer in his hand, and struck the concave piece of raw iron at the bottom.

The hammer is heavy, and even an adult wields it with difficulty.

Yang Ming puffed up his strength, and the muscles on his arms bulged with green tendons.

Every time the hammer fell, a little spark would emerge, reflecting Yang Ming's face flushed.

Looking at Yang Ming's skillful forging weapons, even if Tang Hao was once the existence of Title Douluo, he couldn't help but rub his eyes several times at this moment, confirming that Yang Ming in front of him was not pretending to be someone else, but his own deity.

"I've never heard that the village chief has a course for Xiao Yang to forge weapons, how does he know how to strike iron?"

Yang Ming's ability to lift the hammer is not terrifying.

After all, his three sons can also do it.

The terrible thing is that a person who has never learned to strike iron can compare to a blacksmith with decades of experience.

San'er can strike iron, which can also be explained by being exposed to it since childhood.

But now, this set of explanations can't be applied to Yang Ming!

Tang Hao touched the stubble on his cheek, and asked himself, what was he doing when Yang Ming was his age, probably still rubbing mud in the field, right?

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened.

In this way, hasn't he lived to be a dog in the past few decades?

"Could it be that in this world, there are really geniuses who are born to know?"

Tang Hao's tiger body was shocked, and his eyes were shining.

Yes, and only the word genius can explain all this!

Tang Hao paid attention to Yang Ming intently, if he didn't pay attention, he didn't take Yang Ming to heart before, after all, he was just a little kid, but now after identifying him as a rare genius in a century, his status is different in an instant.

Besides, after a while, his San'er will also participate in the awakening ceremony, if nothing else, Yang Ming will be San'er's biggest rival!

He had to find out what was going on for San'er!

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

In Tang Hao's meticulous observation, he found an extremely surprising thing!

The iron handle of the hammer is so rough in order to prevent slipping, the skin of the child's palm is relatively tender, and the friction with the palm in the process of continuous swinging will inevitably bring great damage to the palm.

However, Tang Hao found that during the forging process, Yang Ming's immature little hands didn't look like they had changed at all, and they didn't even have a single blister, which was exactly the same as his San'er!

This is exactly the Xuanyu hand that Yang Ming has used to steal Tang San's Xuanyu hand with the Three Hook Jade Writing Wheel Eyes in the past week.

The jade hand can make the palm extremely tough and block any toxins.

For a long time, Yang Ming put the iron embryo into cold water, and in the sound of "Zi", the temperature in the iron embryo dropped sharply, and when he took it out after a while, a prismatic spear tip had been formed, and when he put it in the palm of his hand, there was a feeling of warmth and coolness.

Just find another wooden stick, insert the tip of the gun, and a handy red tassel gun is done.

Yang Ming felt very satisfied with his work, and left the blacksmith shop with the tip of the gun, leaving Tang Hao alone in the blacksmith shop to ponder.

When Tang San, as in the past, had cultivated early, and when he returned home from Xiaoshanbao, he unexpectedly found that Tang Hao was surprisingly not sleeping, but sitting on a chair with a black face.

Obviously, Tang Hao was waiting for Tang San to come back.

This made Tang San feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on.

Tang San cautiously stepped forward and asked:

"Dad, why is your face so bad?"

Tang Hao glared at Tang San angrily, originally in Tang Hao's heart, San'er was already a very good genius, but this world is so interesting, when compared with others, Tang Hao always felt that Tang San was missing something.

"Look at Xiao Yang of the village chief's house, how conscious he is in exercising!" Tang Hao was heartbroken, and said: "I just saw him in our house, and he actually forged a spear tip, look at others, and then look at you, you are still not competing with that piece of iron, why are you so angry!" ”

There is a kind of excellence, called someone else's child.

Tang San never expected that as soon as he went home, he would be educated by Tang Hao, and he was so puzzled.

"I'm so wronged, what's going on?"

The two fathers and sons rarely communicate, and Tang Hao also told Tang San everything about the scene he had just seen.

When he heard that Yang Ming's palm was actually not damaged, a fine light flashed in Tang San's eyes.

"Dad, I'll go out first, and I'll come back for breakfast later!"

Dropping such a sentence, Tang San hurriedly rushed out of the blacksmith shop, there was one thing, he had to confirm to Yang Ming, whether Yang Ming had cultivated the Xuantian Treasure Jian!

Because, the Xuantian Treasure is his biggest secret, and no one is allowed to know it!

Not long after Yang Ming left, Tang San used light skills, and soon the latecomers came to the top and found Yang Ming, because he was too concerned and impatient, his tone was a little aggressive:

"Yang Ming, tell me, have you ever cultivated the Xuantian Treasure Jian?"

Looking at Tang San's anxious appearance, Yang Ming suddenly recalled, it must have been the Xuanyu hand that had been exposed just now that Uncle Tang Hao had seen, so he told Tang San.

However, Yang Ming did not have a trace of fear, but asked rhetorically:

"Guess?"

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