Is it overconfidence?

"Third Uncle Shi, if I don't pay the rest of the deposit when I lift it up, what about it?"

Shi San didn't believe that a child who seemed to be seven or eight years old could lift his hammer, and said lightly: "Child, this way, I don't want you to be able to knock a few times, as long as you can lift my casting hammer, the rest of the deposit can be dispensed with." ”

Ling Feng shrugged and said, "You said, then I can start." ”

Ling Feng's three fingers clamped the position in the middle of the grip, the calf exerted force, and the body turned, with the leg belt waist, belt back, and back arm, the whole action was done in one go, instilling power into the right arm.

Call!

Exhale first, then take another deep breath.

Suddenly, the casting hammer, which was more than a meter high on the ground, was slowly lifted and roared out.

Bell –

At this moment of lightning, a huge casting hammer was raised above his head and slammed down.

"Don't panic, everyone, this is just the beginning, let me smoke a cigarette to suppress the shock, and then continue."

Ling Feng threw out a cigarette, caught it with his mouth, and took out a red-hot charcoal and lit it.

With a faint smoke spitting out.

His face fell silent suddenly.

Three fingers grabbed the casting hammer and picked it up again, this time he didn't pause, but hammered down again and again.

Seeing that Ling Feng picked up the hammer faster and faster, Shi San's eyes widened.

Three fingers twisted his casting hammer, he was sure that absolutely no one could do it, and it was not at all a level of difficulty to grip the grip with the palm of his hand and the grip with three fingers.

You must know that the palm of a person's hand, the most powerful place is the palm, if you don't use the palm to grasp the thing you hold, then the elbow joint, shoulder, and the support point brought by the waist force have completely changed, that is, now supporting Ling Feng to move the support point is equivalent to just the wrist, and there are three fingers together.

"I'm afraid this power is even more powerful than those soul masters in the Douluo Continent!"

Shi San couldn't help but exclaim.

In order to prevent your body from leaning forward, causing you to fall down. Ling Feng spread his legs apart a little and clasped them tightly on the ground.

As he continued to adjust his posture, Ling Feng had found his senses.

When a series of screams reached the ears of the surrounding crowd, Ling Feng had already struck twenty-five hammers, and all the blacksmiths working in the blacksmith shop, including the guests gathered outside, had their smiles turned into consternation, and some even had convulsions.

This kid.

The Devil?

"Okay, the warm-up is over, the three fingers are a little hard to grip, I'll use the whole hand. Hold on tighter this way. ”

Ling Feng said lightly with a puff of smoke.

He said this not only to himself, but also to everyone present.

This time, Ling Feng held the grip of the casting hammer with five fingers, although he didn't buckle it all, Ling Feng felt that it was much more comfortable than three fingers.

Ling Feng slowly raised the casting hammer and fell with a slam of the hammer, this time the strength was obviously much greater than the strength of the previous three fingers, at least three times.

"Who's that? Yes, it's you, please help me pull the bellows. The temperature is not enough. ”

Ling Feng said to a blacksmith next to him.

Shi San knew the consequences of insufficient temperature, and immediately waved his hand to let the blacksmith who pulled the bellows just now go away, and he came in person.

The next scene is probably a nightmare for everyone, or an eternal memory.

The heavy casting hammer was in Ling Feng's hand, as if it had no weight, and as his speed became faster and faster, he could only see phantom circles one by one, and the beautiful melody jingled and sounded.

Ling Feng found that after obtaining the soul ring, his strength was as if he had undergone a qualitative change, this seemingly huge casting hammer seemed to have little weight in his hands, and the power of blood fusion was like charging a mobile phone, constantly recharging himself, allowing him to keep this excitement alive.

Shi San was staring at Ling Feng as he pulled the bellows, his eyes could no longer see how many hammers Ling Feng had slashed.

It's so fast!

Maintain speed while exerting force.

Climaxing?

However, just as everyone was stunned as Ling Feng's orgasm ended, Ling Feng reached into his trouser pocket with his left hand and took out a cigarette, looking extremely funny, as if the right half of his body was not his, and lightly put the cigarette into his mouth.

Turning his head, he glanced at a blacksmith on his left, and motioned to help him light it.

The blacksmith was bewildered and took a fire breaker from his clothes and lit it for him.

Call!

Good smoke!

That's how it feels.

I'm going to explode.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's whole person went crazy, and the speed of his right hand was even faster than before, at least a dozen times a second, and it even drove the surrounding wind direction, like a super fan.

Or maybe he's faster than a fan.

Twenty minutes later.

The speed gradually slows down.

Clang......

The hammer hits the ground and is put back in the position where it was lifted.

"Guys, how many hammers did I just hit?"

Everyone hasn't reacted yet, they even forgot to count just now, because they can't count at all, how can people count at this speed?

Looking at that piece of pig iron again, it had been knocked into a millimeter sheet by Ling Feng, and his strength was too great.

Every time I attacked, I was so hard.

Who can withstand this?

Seeing that no one answered, Ling Feng said lightly: "Then count it as ten strokes a second." I'm a low-key person, and you can count how many hammers I've struck in twenty minutes. ”

While everyone was calculating, Ling Feng had already picked up his burden and walked out slowly.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he turned around and said, "Third Uncle Shi remember to help me build it as soon as possible, and thank you for giving me a five-percent discount." By the way, I almost forgot one thing, those bet guests, you can watch for yourself. ”

Shi Sanhua froze in place, "This, is this the legendary Cloak Hammer Method?" ”

After walking out of the blacksmith shop, Ling Feng came to the door of Yi Laike.

Today's Yilaike is a little strange, there is no girl soliciting customers outside the door, which is very puzzling.

"Ahh No more! ”

"You...... This attack damage ...... It's so fierce......"

"Leave me alone......"

At this moment, a woman's head poked out of the upstairs window, her forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, her face was pale, and she kept letting out a wail.

Ling Feng wiped a cold sweat, who is so fierce in this Nima?

"Ahh

There was another scream, and the woman fainted.

That's right, she did faint under Ling Feng's nose, and then a man's hand hooked her neck and pulled her in through the window.

Grass!

"Beast!"

Ling Feng complained and left directly.

"No, your combat power is too strong, we are not your opponent!"

As soon as Ling Feng left, a group of women ran out of the hotel in a panic, all of them as if they had seen a ghost, the six gods were ownerless, and they were nervous, and fled in a hurry towards both sides of the road.

"Get out!"

A roar like a lion's roar followed.