Chapter Forty-Eight: The Cloak Hammer Method
Tang Le chased Tang San around with a leather whip, and unconsciously walked into a small alley where he was working in a blacksmith shop.
"Kids, it's dangerous here, get out of here." While the two were happily playing, a loud voice came.
Both of them were stunned for a moment, and Tang Le also put down the whip in his hand and looked up one after another. I saw a strong man with dark skin and a naked upper body showing huge muscles looking at him, his right hand holding a huge thick iron hammer, and his head was already covered with sweat the size of beans.
Blacksmith? Tang Le pondered, and then he raised his head and looked around, surrounded by a group of blacksmiths like the strong man in front of him, with different expressions on their faces, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the iron in their hands, and their eyes were focused.
Because there were red-hot iron blocks all around, the temperature here was a little hot, Tang San rolled up his sleeves, wiped the sweat that appeared slightly on his head, and said to the strong man, "Master, do you accept apprentices here?" Tang San's voice was very crisp and a little immature, this was originally an inconspicuous voice, but it was particularly prominent in the entire alley, and almost all the blacksmiths turned their heads and looked at Tang San with a curious expression.
Tang Le, who was standing on the side, was stunned, and then hurriedly pulled Tang San to his ear and asked in a low voice, "Little San, do you want to do it?" Aren't there still moms and dads at home? You are not short of money, what kind of apprenticeship do you go to work? ”
Tang San smiled, "I have no money now, I definitely have to work, how can I make a living without working?" I can't do business, so I can only rely on part-time jobs to make a living. ”
Tang Le didn't have much to say when he heard this, after all, Tang San still owed him money, and it would be better if he could rely on his part-time job to pay it back.
The strong man who spoke before glanced at Tang San up and down, and said helplessly. "If you want to live there, this is not the place you should come to, if you want to work, call your family."
"No, you don't." Tang San shook his head and said with a firm expression. "Uncle, please believe me, I can do it."
The strong man laughed and touched Tang San's little head. "Child, don't make trouble, go back quickly! Becoming a soul master is a better way out than becoming a blacksmith, you are still young, don't waste your time. As he spoke, he pointed to the school uniforms on Tang Le and Tang San.
Tang San came to his senses in an instant, it turned out that they were still wearing the school uniforms of Notting Academy at this time, no wonder the strong man looked at him in disbelief.
Seeing Tang San's face deflated, Tang Le felt secretly refreshed, scenes like this were not common. I feel refreshed, but I still have to fight for my younger brother outside, Tang Le said directly to the giant man. "Uncle, let's give it a try, whether it's true or false will be known later." As he spoke, he fumbled for the copper coin from his pocket and handed it over.
The strong man took the copper coin and looked Tang Le up and down, and said in disbelief. "Alright then, let you try, and if you really know how to do it, come and do an apprenticeship."
Tang San said, "Okay, thank you, uncle, my brother and I have a lot of strength, and it's trivial to cast anything." ”
The blacksmiths around laughed, and a man who was a little thinner than the strong man before said. Do you hear that, brethren? These two little guys say they'll cast, believe it or not? I don't believe it anyway. ”
The blacksmiths around them burst into laughter, and their laughter was not sarcasm, but mere laughter. Naturally, they wouldn't believe that Tang Le and Tang San would cast, and what Tang San said before they only thought it was a child's joke.
Tang Le pursed his lips a little unconvinced, the feeling of being underestimated made him feel very uncomfortable, he slowly walked to the casting table, looking at the casting in front of him, which was bigger than his head, he stretched out his immature right hand and held it tightly. Feeling the thick feeling coming from his hand, Tang Le's right hand gently exerted force, pulling the bones to drive the Easy Heart Method, and a clear spring of power slowly injected into his entire right arm.
An iron hammer like this could be lifted before Tang Le obtained the first soul ring, and this kind of iron hammer was not as heavy as Tang Hao, let alone after he obtained the first soul ring.
The onlookers watched in amazement as Tang Le slowly lifted the giant hammer in the stage, and a hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the strong man standing aside, "Yes, there are two hits." ”
Tang Legao held the hammer, stared intently at the pig iron in front of him, and smashed it down.
"Woo 11"
With a violent echo, the entire casting table trembled, and the previous piece of pig iron was deeply dented, and a small square mark was found.
It was this loud bang that turned the expressions on the faces of all the laughing blacksmiths into consternation, like an invisible slap that was now slapping their faces heavily.
"Little San, help me pull the bellows, and our brothers will show him a hand." Tang Le rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, at this time he was about to do a big job, since his face was hit, why didn't he hit it more violently?
"Okay!" Tang San said happily, put the basket in his hand aside, and immediately ran to the bellows. He had also learned from Tang Hao for a month, so he naturally knew how the bellows were pulled, and with Tang San's hands twitching regularly, a raging fire ignited in the entire oven, burning the previous pig iron red.
Seeing that the pig iron was getting redder and redder, at the moment when the iron was red and thorough, Tang Le knew that the time was just right. Suddenly picked up the giant hammer in his hand and smashed it down.
"Bang dang." With a bang, the hammer blow deeply shook everyone's hearts, and they naturally knew how heavy this hammer was, how easy it was to be lifted, and how flexible it could be.
The man who had laughed at him before was speechless, his eyes stared straight at the lying place, and the look in his eyes could no longer be described as shock.
Next, Tang Le made an even more amazing move. The hammer swung regularly in his right hand, and the hammer seemed to be infused with spirituality, forming a semicircle in the sky with each swing, full of rhythm. Every impact is like a piece of music, "Jingle Bell." "The result is a world-class concert with beautiful music in the blacksmith's shop.
"Is this the long-lost Cloak Hammer Method? I thought it was lost, but I didn't expect to be able to see it here today. The strong man from before exclaimed.
"Bang" accompanied by the last hammer falling, Tang Le's right hand waved, and the giant hammer smashed directly on the ground, smashing out a small dirt pit. At this time, Tang Le gasped for breath in his mouth, and his chest rose and fell violently.
Thirty hammers, thirty hammers!!