Since the hammer head was in contact with the ground at this time, he was not afraid that Tang San Tang Le Tang Le would not be able to smash it.

"Third uncle, you are removing impurities from this piece of pig iron. We'll help you get it done. Tang San Tang Le took the hammer handle of the casting hammer from Shi San's hand, and Tang Le also picked up the hammer handle from the third uncle's hand.

Shi Tiantian was born with divine power, and the two casting hammers he used were obviously one size bigger than the others', and about half a foot taller than Tang San and Tang Le's.

At this time, he became the focus of the entire blacksmith shop again, and all the blacksmiths looked at him with a smile on their faces. However, soon they couldn't laugh, because Tang San Tang Le Tang Le had already lifted the two casting hammers, and they were raised flat from front of them.

It is three percent heavier than an ordinary casting hammer, and as soon as the casting hammer leaves the ground, Tang San Tang Le Tang Le has a judgment, although it is heavier, but even if he didn't get the soul ring before, he can barely use it, let alone now.

Seeing Tang San Tang Le Tang Le slowly lifting the casting hammer, Shi San's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Good strength, worthy of being our blacksmith's son." ”

Tang San Tang Le Tang Le stared at the pig iron on the stove with burning eyes, exhaled and slammed Shi San's casting hammer.

"Hey."

The soles of his feet were tightly clasped to the ground, his calves suddenly exerted force, and the power was uploaded, Tang San and Tang Le were half turning, and the huge casting hammer slashed diagonally in the air, striking heavily on the piece of pig iron.

When there was a loud bang, it had already turned the smiles of all the blacksmiths into consternation, and then, with the rebound of the hammer, Tang San Tang Le Tang Le turned around quickly, and the hammer in his hand picked up again, and there was another loud bang, and the hammer fell on the red-hot pig iron heavier than before.

"Third uncle, please help us pull the bellows. The temperature is not enough. Tang San and Tang Le said quickly, their third hammer had already been picked up again, this time, the casting hammer was more urgent, bringing a whining wind.

Shi San is also an old blacksmith, so he naturally understands the consequences of insufficient temperature, so he hurriedly squatted aside and pulled up the bellows.

The next scene made the blacksmiths present unforgettable: the heavy casting hammer seemed to come alive in the hands of Tang San and Tang Le, and one circle after another was drawn in the air, full of rhythm, like the sound of a storm of percussion staged in the blacksmith shop.

None of them noticed that Tang San and Tang Le's hands had become as white as jade (their bodies were flushed), and with the sound of clanging bells, the piece of pig iron was constantly beating under the casting hammer.

Shi San pulled the bellows with all his might, and at the same time stared at Tang San and Tang Le who were pounding, his eyes could no longer be described as surprised.

The other blacksmiths all knew how heavy Shi San's hammer was, and naturally knew the difficulty of continuous percussion, especially when a hammer was heavier than a hammer like Tang San and Tang Le, it was even more difficult.

When! After the last blow was completed, Tang San and Tang Le took the casting hammer and turned it around twice in a row, dissolving the momentum on the hammer, and the head of the sledgehammer went down and fell to the ground again, which shocked the hearts of the blacksmith shop and the blacksmiths at the same time.

Twenty-seven hammers, the whole twenty-seven hammers continued to strike, and the shape of the piece of pig iron forged by Shi San before had not changed at all, but it had shrunk as a whole.

Tang San and Tang Le did this, Shi San could do it to himself, but it would take a whole day. You know, Shi San has officially become a blacksmith for fifteen years.

Looking at Tang San and Tang Le, who were slightly wheezing and sweating on his forehead, Shi San stuttered and said, "This, is this the chaotic cloak hammer method?" The strongest continuous casting technique in blacksmithing? ”

"Mess with the cloak hammer method? What is that? Tang San and Tang Le both asked with doubts, but Tang Le knew it in his heart, and it seemed that his cheap father was not simple.

Shi San's cheeks were already flushed with excitement, "The so-called chaotic cloak hammer method is a method of continuous percussion casting, which can perfectly exert the power of our blacksmith with force."

It is said that the most powerful blacksmith can swing eighty-one hammers in a row, directly making a piece of pig iron into the shape he wants, and most importantly, the cloak hammer method is the most powerful casting technology to drive away metal impurities, I thought it had been lost a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see it in your hands today. ”

Is it really the Cloak Hammer Method? Tang San's father was the decadent figure in front of his eyes, could it be that his father was originally an excellent blacksmith?

"Third uncle, we don't know if this is the random cloak hammer method, this is what my father taught us."

Shi San let out a long breath and laughed heartily: "It seems that I have picked up a treasure this time." The employment conditions just now are invalid, for the time being, you will be the same as everyone's salary, one silver soul coin per month, and if the business is good, then the commission will be added. ”

So in this way, Tang San and Tang Le officially became a member of Shisan's blacksmith shop and began to live a fulfilling life.

The courses in the academy are not of much importance to them, and the teachings of the masters are much more useful than the basic theories taught by the teachers of the academy.

They had also carefully read the book that the master had given them, and just as they had expected, the soul power cultivation method proposed by the master was very similar to the operating route of internal force (true qi) cultivation.

Of course, this is only the master's theoretical design after all, and there is still a certain distance from the real internal strength cultivation method, not to mention the Xuantian (Peiyuan) Gong that the Tang Sect (another world) has been tempered thousands of.

Xiao Wu successfully obtained the title of soul master, and after becoming the recognized sister of Xiao Wu in the college, the life of a work-study student has become more relaxed.

Every morning, Tang San would take advantage of the rising sun to cultivate his Purple Pole Demon Pupil as usual, attending classes normally in the morning, working in the blacksmith shop in the afternoon, and listening to the master's teachings in the evening. At night, he practiced Xuantian Gong. It can be said that every day is absolutely fulfilling for him, and Tang Le is working hard to cultivate his cultivation and soul power, and he is also receiving the teachings of the master.

In Shi San's blacksmith shop, Tang San Tang only took a short time to get everyone's recognition, Shi San handed over the task of refining metal to him, in his spare time, Tang San used some discarded scraps to refine by himself, Tang Le also helped Tang San to get started, and started his secret weapon manufacturing business.

Of course, they just make some parts in the blacksmith's shop, and the real assembly will be back after the academy.

With her own strong strength and Xiao Chenyu's help, Xiao Wu soon became the boss recognized by all the students of the entire Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, she lived a much more leisurely life than Tang San and Tang Le, and sometimes, she didn't even go to class.

Tang San and Tang Le couldn't even see how she cultivated, but Xiao Wu's strength had been steadily improving.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, a semester is a year, students are not allowed to go home during the whole process, but relatives can come to visit, Tang San looked forward to his father's arrival more than once, but until the end of the entire semester, there was no trace of Tang Hao.

Fortunately, his life is full enough that he doesn't have much time to think about it......

is about to start the meeting of the Seven Monsters of Douluo, and I will not pour too much water again...

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