Although Able couldn't do the roughing as perfectly as he did with Hradic Marles, the huge hammer with increased weight was able to do almost one blow at a time under his perverted control.

Without time to care about the exclamations around him, Abel had already devoted himself to forging at this time, and his strong mental power locked the rough blank clamped by the iron tongs in his left hand, and gently turned the rough blank to find the correct direction for the next blow.

In fact, this was also a matter of an instant, his second blow almost stopped after the first blow was over, and the black sparks shot everywhere, and the rough billet that was caught did not bounce back after being smashed by the huge hammer.

"Second refining!" even Master Morry couldn't help but say in a low voice.

When breaking the routine becomes a habit, then there is only numbness, and all the master blacksmiths watch the hammer in Abel's right hand continue to smash down with all his strength, and every time he smashes, the rough blank caught by the iron tongs in his left hand will have a new change.

After a hundred strokes, Able stopped and threw the rough billet into the fire again.

At this time, there was no other sound in the hall, only the sound of the whirring flames of the earth, and the masters had already held their breath, and their eyes were reluctant to blink, as if they would lose a glance at the forging miracle if they blinked.

Able once again clamped out the rough billet that had been refined for hundreds of years from the earth fire, and the huge hammer in his right hand began a new round of smashing.

The huge hammer in his hand is not Heradic Marles, although Abel has fully controlled it, but after a hundred refinements, it still needs two blows to improve one refinement, although he is very dissatisfied, but the blacksmith masters on the side are already shocked.

After one hundred and fifty refinements, the two blows can no longer be improved, the three strikes and four strikes can be improved by one refining, and after the rough billet was sandwiched out of the earth fire for the fifth time, the rough billet in his hand was only a line away from the fine iron, but at this time he left the huge iron hammer in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I failed!" Abel said, a little frustrated.

"Master Abel, why do you say that?" asked Master Morry, looking at the rough blank, which was almost indistinguishable from fine iron.

"I overestimated myself too much, I thought I could forge fine iron directly, but unfortunately my skills were still worse once!" Abel said with a sigh as he looked at the rough billet in his hand.

Master Morley felt a mouthful of old blood almost spurt out, as a veteran dwarven blacksmith master, he was already over 500 years old, and he couldn't even forge a rough blank that exceeded one hundred and twenty refinements, but the young master on the other side who was only a teenager said that the technique was not good, because the young master could not forge the rough blank into fine iron.

All the master blacksmiths have a deep sense of powerlessness, look at Master Abel and then look at yourself, while he is proud of what he has achieved, Master Abel is worried about not being able to improve, this is the gap.

"Master Abel, do you know that the most accomplished master among the blacksmith grandmasters can only forge one hundred and fifty refinements, and you can be called a blacksmith grandmaster just by virtue of this one!" Master Morry's voice was full of fanaticism, Abel is only a teenager, give him some time, what will his achievements be!

"I don't dare to be a blacksmith grandmaster, I'm just a blacksmith who has just stepped into the threshold of blacksmithing!" Abel shook his head, his current equipment still has to rely on the formula power of the Hradic block to obtain the ideal equipment, and it is still too far from forging the desired equipment by himself.

As he spoke, he put down the huge hammer in his hand and placed the rough billet on the forging table.

"Master Abel, according to the promise, please put away the hammer, this hammer is just a decoration for me, but in your hands, it can give it a new life!" Master Morry said sincerely as he stopped Abel who was about to return to his seat.

Abel didn't refuse, these dwarves are very stubborn, and if you are too polite, it will make them angry and think that you don't respect them.

When Able put away the hammer, Master Morley also stepped forward to pick up the rough blank that was still very hot with iron tongs, and said as he could, "I'll clean up this place, everyone please go back to your seats, and we'll do the next one!"

"Master Morley, let's talk about the ownership of this rough billet!" Master Hoover, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke.

Master Morley's hand paused, and he said with a resolute expression: "This rough billet is the property of the Blacksmith Guild, of course it must be recovered!"

"Master Abel is also the master blacksmith of our Principality of Kamai, and of course the rough billet he forged must be returned to us!" Master Hoover said without concessions.

Abel didn't expect that it was just a piece of failed rough billet, and it would let the two blacksmith masters directly rob each other, and when he was about to speak, he saw that Master Robin had already stood up.

"Master Abel is the master blacksmith of our department, none of you need to think about this rough billet, it should belong to me!" Master Robin said loudly.

Before Master Morley could speak, more masters proposed that the ownership of the rough billet should belong to all the master blacksmiths present.

Abel didn't know the importance of the rough rough he forged this time, although it did not become fine iron, but it was only a slight difference from the real fine iron, from this rough rough, you can see the traces of Abel's forging, like the rough rough forged by the blacksmith rarely appears, because this kind of rough rough will generally be forged into equipment, and the traces of forging and refining have disappeared by then.

Now this rough is the medium through which he is most likely to learn Abel's one-shot technique, and it may be of little value to others, but to the master blacksmiths, it is priceless.

Seeing this frame, Abel immediately bowed his head, turned around and silently returned to his seat, as if the forging process just now had consumed countless energy, and began to close his eyes and recuperate, away from the gang of torn blacksmith masters.

Fortunately, the blacksmith master is not a combat profession, although Master Hoover is the chief knight, but he does not dare to rob openly, and for a while, twenty blacksmith masters began to argue with reason, and the entourage behind them was dumbfounded.

In the end, it was Master Morley who proposed to take turns to keep it for one month, and the order was determined by lottery, which calmed the grievances of all the master blacksmiths.

After a long time of arguing, the master blacksmiths returned to their seats, but all the masters looked at Abel with a look of gratitude, knowing that this opened a door for them to have the slightest possibility of access to more advanced forging techniques.

Abel's action of returning to his seat just now shows that he has given up the rough billet, you must know that he is the master of the rough billet anyway, if he only needs to say to take it back at that time, then all the master blacksmiths can not say anything, but he chose to give up the act and directly handed over all the master blacksmiths.

"The next item is to taste the latest works of the masters, or let's follow the order just now!" Master Morley's voice was still loud, unaffected by the argument just now.

Again, Abel was the only one who didn't know the rules, and the retinue of each of the other masters took out the works that had been prepared a long time ago, starting from the first piece of equipment, from the details of forging to all the performance of the equipment, and the two elven blacksmith masters judged the aesthetics.

Armor, weapons, bows and arrows, and elven rings, each piece of equipment was appreciated by all the master blacksmiths present in turn, and Abel discovered his own shortcomings.

The biggest disadvantage is experience, almost every blacksmith master can accurately say its performance according to the material and forging of the equipment when he gets a piece of equipment, and according to the above pattern can know the type of spell attached, of course, the effect of the spell still needs to be measured with the help of some tools.

But these are exactly what Abel lacks, when he identifies a piece of equipment, the only way is to throw it into the Heradic Block, and the Heradic Block will identify it, and it is possible that there is this shortcut to obtain the final performance of the equipment, so he did not learn to judge the equipment by the means of the blacksmith.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the original intention of learning blacksmithing, when Lord Marshall sent him to learn forging just to let him understand the sword and know every detail of the sword, but as the blacksmith's ability improved, he pursued higher skills more and more, and relaxed the most basic blacksmith ability.