Chapter 41: Angry to Death

"Sound control" refers to the maker who has reached this realm, who can control the rhythm of the sound during forging, use the rhythm to vibrate the material and interior of the tire, and use the rhythm to affect or change the vein and texture of the tire, so that it can change from the internal structure and external shape.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand.

The reason why a stone can be condensed is because of its own internal stress, otherwise the stone is a pile of loose sand.

Where power comes shock, so does stone.

Grasp this shock, and in harmony with it, the light can affect or change the inner part of the stone, and the heavy can use this shock to directly destroy the stone.

It's just that ordinary people can't perceive this shock, can't understand it, and can't apply it.

Of course, this technique can be applied to fighting!

Because people are no exception!

In this way, the Crafter is not just crafting the weapon and not attacking. In fact, many moves, exercises, and supernatural powers in the system can be applied to fighting.

The most common use of sound control is the "auditory" commonly used by instrumentaturists.

That's what a craftsman does.

After many years of forging and making instruments, they have accumulated experience and extensive knowledge, and have developed their unique sensitivity to instrument sound.

Therefore, you can judge the grade and quality of the weapon by striking the weapon, making a vibrato, and listening to the vibrato!

This is also the most common, the most common, and the most basic application of "sound control"!

A more clever weaponmaker can even hear the sound and know where the qi veins of the weapon are blocked, where the muscles of the weapon are diseased, and where the bones of the weapon are fragile and deformed...... You can even listen to the sound and know where the "qi eye" of the weapon, that is, the control center of the weapon's qi vein, is hidden!

It's not just about tasting.

But it's not difficult, there are more advanced ones.

This is the realm that Yang Peng is beginning to touch now.

If a craftsman can reach the subtle realm of "sound control", the forging technique will naturally be much more profound.

The weapons created are naturally not bad grades!

In this regard, the king master has only heard about it, but he does not know it well, and he himself is far from it.

But he was convinced that this realm existed.

This is also an important difference between a smith and a blacksmith!

If you reach this step, you can be called a "master" in the manufacturing industry, and if you can't reach it, you will be a "craftsman"!

Strictly speaking, the king is still just a craftsman, a craftsman.

Yang Peng was able to form subtle syllables and rhythms in the forging, and affected the mood of everyone present, obviously far surpassing the king weaponry.

No wonder the royal artificier thinks in this direction.

The so-called "practice makes perfect", in fact, this is only the result of Yang Peng's unremitting forging for two years. He was forging in the workshop, and the one-eyed old blacksmith praised the rhythm of his forging, and when he pulled the bellows for the king, he sang "layala" in his mouth, and his whole body was in harmony and rhythmic power, which once amazed the kingsmith......

A glimpse of the whole leopard. Up to now, Yang Peng has understood "ringing like a bell", and by extension, it is not surprising that he has stepped into the realm of "sound control"!

Of course, I can't help but admit that this has a lot to do with Yang Peng's strong understanding.

But in any case, seeking the Tao with instruments and becoming the Tao with instruments, Yang Peng has finally taken a small step! Or it is just a glimpse of the door.

It's still a lot different from that realm in the real sense!

Otherwise, he could directly kill the tall boy with his forging voice now!

"Sting!"

A metal scrape, making people's teeth tremble, sounded again.

I saw that the sledgehammer of sixty percent of the pure gold in Yang Peng's hand was raised, from left to right, and slashed towards the iron ingot on the anvil. Above the hammer head, a stream of true qi erupted like a note, sweeping diagonally from the round iron ingot.

A deep imprint extends from the upper center of the iron ingot to the right side, cutting the right arc corner!

"This is hanging!"

As soon as the sound fell, the sledgehammer rose again, and with a virtual point in the air, a group of true qi surged out from the sledgehammer, and a "boom" was heard, and the ball of true qi burst open like a thunderball, and the "boom" directly enveloped the iron ingots below.

After the strength passed, the iron ingots were covered with dense pits, like honeycombs.

"This is boom!"

"Penultimate skill, split!"

Yang Peng didn't stop, and shouted again. I saw him raise the sledgehammer again, and suddenly a shiny blade head condensed out in front of the hammer.

The head of the knife head is upright, sharp as a sharp thorn, the blade is arc, and the blade is cold.

It's an air blade condensed in front of the hammer!

The sledgehammer fell, urging the air blade, and with a "click", a corner of the iron ingot flew out in response, and with a "dang long" sound, it fell in the distance.

"Split the solid gold, do you think so?"

The voice softened, and Yang Peng stood with his hammer in his hand, looking at the tall boy on the ground over there.

Looking at Yang Peng's clear gaze, the tall young man's breathing was heavy and his chest was undulating, and his face was even more pale and pale.

Suddenly, his body stumbled and he almost fell to the ground.

He had nothing to say, Yang Peng's previous eleven hammers, the hammer hammer was amazing, and every move and style showed a unique understanding of the forging and hammer technique. He is a Chinese expert, so naturally he will not fail to see it.

But he was reluctant to shout out the word "good" on it.

The so-called "bones are in the throat, and they are not happy to vomit." "If you put it in your heart, it's going to be bad. But he couldn't shout, he couldn't vomit, and his proud heart of the disciples of Tianshu Academy didn't allow him to shout or vomit!

I can only hold it back, and I dare not vent.

What's more important is that at this time, he felt an inexplicable emotion rising in his heart, "This kid, although he has not received formal training, but his understanding and comprehension are much stronger than me." With him, there will be no chance for me to shine in this Bow City!"

That's an unbearable jealousy!

Thinking of this, not only did he not approve, but he looked at Yang Peng with a pair of resentful, jealous, and even murderous intent.

"When I win the task of making weapons in Bow City, I must kill this son!" he secretly decided, "I will never leave him in the world!"

"Hmph, it's no wonder I'm not guilty!" The four eyes met, and Yang Peng over there naturally saw the tall young man's gaze, understood what he was thinking, and snorted coldly.

"Boring!"

There was a bang, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The king artifact master looked up and saw Yang Peng holding the hammer with one hand at this time, the hammer head was raised high, and nothing collided with it, but the hammer in his hand made an earth-shattering noise.

On the raised sledgehammer, the rolling hammer sound churned and rushed, and a wave of waves visible to the naked eye spread outward like ripples.

One-armed hammer!

It's that again!

"Don't you miss this style very much?" Yang Peng sneered, and then a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "But now, I will, you won't! I want to get it but can't, this kind of lovesick suffering, you know, I also know! Now I use it to relieve your suffering, can I?"

The sledgehammer in Yang Peng's hand fell with that shock, and with a "bang", it was firmly pressed on the iron ingot. The rolling shock wave rolled and rushed towards the inside of the iron ingot, and the entire iron ingot also vibrated violently.

"Click, click......"

Several fine cracks opened from the inside out, on the round iron ingot, and extended down in all directions. I saw that the iron ingot was about to break into pieces!

"One-armed hammer!" Yang Peng shouted, "It's similar to what you like?"

"Poof!"

Before Yang Peng finished speaking, the tall boy spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth again, and then screamed "Ah!", and his black tower-like figure fell backwards on his back.

"Let's live!"

In Yang Peng's mind, the excited voice of the machine man sounded, "This time, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, he can't be saved! The ancient beast blood, the beast soul Bodhi, and the hundred elixirs are all yours!"

"Huh?"

At this time, in the hall, the talents who were still immersed in Yang Peng's superb hammer skills were taken aback, and they rushed forward one after another, noisily surrounding the tall young man lying on his back on the ground.

"Boss, boss, calm, calm, you can't die!" came out of the crowd with the cries of "earth and sky" and handsome young men like mourners.

"It's over, it's over!" Over there, Dong Lao did not surround with the flow of people, but went straight in circles, "I invited them here, what can I do!"

"Dangdang, Dangdang......"

But at this moment, there was another sound of striking iron. When people turned around, what they heard was that Yang Peng was still hammering.

He's still striking iron!

They didn't see people, but saw a gray shadow two inches above the ground, like a tornado, "sudden" around the iron ingot in the middle.

The hammer was constantly spinning, and the round iron ingot on the anvil was constantly changing. From a lump, it became an iron bar only two fingers thick.

Then, another section was cut off a certain length, and the rest was pushed to the ground with a "dang long".

Grey Shadow is still spinning around the anvil, and Hammer Shadow is still smashing down in "Jingle Bell".

"What is he doing?"

"It's all popular, it's not over yet?"

People were talking, but they saw that the iron bars on the anvil had changed again. Most of the iron bar became flattened in the hammer sound, and finally became a slight drum in the middle, flat on both sides, and a pointed head.

It's the body of a sword!

Then the back of the iron bar also began to change, and a two-inch long hilt appeared, followed by a heart-shaped sword head with a sharp top and a round bottom.

"Dang!"

There was a last soft sound, and a short sword of one foot long appeared on the anvil.

The sword had no lattice, only a long blade, a cylindrical hilt slightly thicker than a thumb, and a heart-shaped head with a round top.

The workmanship is somewhat rough.

In terms of shape, it is completely modeled after the purple iron sword on the drawing.

"Go!"

Yang Peng's hammer swept on the anvil, and the short sword flew straight towards the crowd.

People hurriedly dodged, and the short sword fell to the tall boy's body with a "dang long", "This is my sacrifice to him!"

Yang Peng's indifferent voice sounded, "I hope he can remember this lesson in his next life, don't be arrogant, don't be arrogant, don't be self-righteous, and have no one in his eyes!"

"Di Bao Tian" stepped forward and picked up the short sword, and he saw that there was a word "Lay" engraved on the sword head with a round tip and a heart-shaped sword!

"You ......"

When "Earth Baotian" saw the word on the head of the sword, his chest rose and fell with anger, and his face was flushed.

"Calm down, don't follow in the footsteps of your boss!"

Yang Peng glanced at the "earth and the sky", and sincerely persuaded and stopped.

As soon as the hands of "I ......" and "Earth and Heaven Wrapped" were raised, they were about to throw the short sword far away.

"Don't throw it!"

The handsome young man stepped forward and took the short sword, "This is the evidence of his murder of the boss!" and then pointed at Yang Peng with the sword in his hand: "You are waiting to be chased by the law enforcement team of Tianshu Academy!"

"Hah, Tianshu Academy, it just doesn't come to me, I'm going to find him! I want to see what kind of place the Artifact Hall is there, and it actually teaches disciples like you!"

Yang Peng said coldly.

"Yang Xiaoyou, the iron is melting, do you think you still need to fight?"

The royal artifact master over there didn't go to watch, but had been taking care of the furnace, but then asked.

"Hit!"

Yang Peng gritted his teeth, "I want to convince the living, the dead, and the loser!"