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Three hundred hammers, he has been swinging three hundred hammers in a row.

It's not an ordinary force, but a hammer with full soul power, a full 1,300 catties.

Hitting the soil with a hammer still has a lot of reaction force, let alone iron against iron.

An ordinary martial artist who only practices his fists and feet, under the strength of 1,300 catties, the shock alone is enough to break his meridians and bones, which shows how much Demon Zangfeng's body has strengthened under the fusion of red golden light points.

There was a hot fire burning in his chest, a strange and familiar feeling that had only been experienced in high school and long-distance running.

Looking at the fine scales that were a full ninety-eight circles on it, Demon Zangfeng could clearly feel the tremor coming from every inch of muscle in his right arm.

If it weren't for the fact that when the oil ran out and the lamp was dry, there would always be an inexplicable strength to support it, and the demon hidden front would have been unable to support the 1,300-pound heavy hammer.

Without time to care about the beads of sweat that were about to fall from his eyelids, Demon Zangfeng let go of his left hand holding the iron block and replaced it with a two-handed hammer.

There are also the last two scales.

Feeling that most of the soul power was still left in the Mud Pill Palace, Demon Zangfeng took a breath of hot air, and another hammer fell.

Even if it's 1,300 catties, it doesn't mean that you can hammer out a scale pattern, sometimes you need three death hammers, and when you're lucky, you probably need two hammers.

"Bang", a loud sound spread, and on the swarthy iron stone, a faint fine scale pattern was forged out again.

"Ninety-nine lines", I don't know if it's because of the proximity to the stove, Lin Yue and Lin Sihei on the side are also sweating profusely.

Swallowing a mouthful of dry and sore throat, taking advantage of the strength still there, the demon hidden blade was raised high again with a hammer.

"Let's go", quietly clicked, and the power that was originally limited to 25 percent made a breakthrough halfway, directly reaching 30 percent.

At the same time, the wisp of thumb-thick sword yuan in Demon Zangfeng's lower abdomen instantly swam out of the sword spiral and poured into Demon Zangfeng's faintly twitching right hand.

This wisp of sword yuan was very weak, but at this time, swimming into the red and swollen veins of the demon hidden front was like pouring a burst of spring rain on the arid hard soil.

The swollen right hand flowed through a coolness, and the demon hidden feng tightened his hands, and the last hammer fell violently.

"Bang", this voice is really a little amazing, and Demon Zangfeng doesn't know how much effort he has used, it may be 1,400 catties, or more.

The huge anti-shock force made Demon Zangfeng's face red, his right hand trembled faintly, and seeing that the last shiny lin pattern was knocked out, he directly let go of the hammer and sat down on the spot.

Soreness, pain.

Not only the right hand, waist, and feet, but also the whole body hurt badly, but also burned badly.

Compared with the first time, which was inexplicable and effortlessly forged seventy or eighty scales, this time it was even more unforgettable.

However, there was no dissatisfaction on the face of Demon Zangfeng, on the contrary, a smile spread out like scales.

Hundreds of refined iron, it is done.

The worries in my heart are gone, at this rate, ninety pieces of refined iron in a month and a half is not out of reach, and Sister Yuechan's condition can be cured.

"Awesome", an amazing voice sounded.

Hearing Han Han's voice, Demon Zangfeng remembered that there was another person next to him, turned his head to look, and found that there was another one.

Smiling and shaking his head, Demon Zangfeng was not as silent as ever, and it seemed that he was really happy.

Seeing this, Lin Sihei wanted to say something, but when he saw the black iron stone on the casting table, he swallowed all the words in his mouth.

"It's amazing", thinking about it, Lin Sihei held back a sentence, and walked back to his casting table with Lin Yue, and the demon hidden feng brought them a lot of blows.

Demon Zangfeng didn't have anything to say, and rested on the ground for a long time, until his strength slowly recovered and his arms were not so stiff, and then he got up.

Brushing the dust off his buttocks, he moved his right arm, and when he struck the iron, he didn't notice it much, but now he felt more and more faint pain.

It's like a toothache, not a disease, but deadly.

Fortunately, the weak sword element still has some effect, and under repeated operation, the muscles and veins damaged due to excessive force, under the cultivation of the sword element, although it will not improve quickly, it has also stopped a lot of pain for the demon hidden front.

Glancing at the only rough piece of iron left in the bucket, and then at the quicksand used to tell the time in the room, it was about ten o'clock in the morning, and there was still an hour before noon.

Sister Yuechan should drink the medicine, and the demon Zangfeng plans to only finish the quenching iron, and then rush back to cook the medicine.

The sword-forging apprentice is still very free, as long as he completes a hundred catties of quenching iron every day, whether he goes or stays, and registers.

The first time, Demon Zangfeng inexplicably forged eighty scales, and the second time he had the mentality of trying.

Since he was sure that he could forge a hundred forged iron, Demon Hidden Feng didn't plan to waste time and effort on the last piece of iron.

It only took half an hour for Demon Zangfeng to easily complete the first quenching iron, in order to save time, he did not go to the water mill to form, but endured the pain and then opened the soul power, and swung out more than a dozen hammers at once, directly reaching the highest standard of quenching iron.

At the end of the mission, with a light breath, Demon Zangfeng rubbed his pantothenic right arm and looked around at the sword-forging apprentices around him.

The position of the demon hidden front is forward, there is no one close to him, and there is only one when he is a little farther away.

The strengthened body is not only the skin and bones, but also the eyesight is greatly improved, and you can see small things in the distance.

After sweeping around, most of the newcomers are still far from even the first quenching iron, and there are only a few older generations who have just completed the quenching, and looking at the color and size, it is far less high-quality than the last piece of Demon Zangfeng.

It was a sturdy man he had just observed, and the piece of fine iron he was forging had many scales on it, and it looked like it was roughly seventy or eighty circles.

Some understood the way Lin Yue and Lin Sihei looked at him, and Demon Zangfeng didn't think much about it, and went straight to Lin Ding, who was in charge of the newcomer's review.

Just as Demon Zangfeng was walking towards Lin Ding, he happened to see a black-clothed apprentice also walking over.

"Okay", Lin Ding stopped the hammer and asked with a smile.

"Okay, help me register, I'm going to forge a piece of refined iron in the afternoon", Lin Yuan's smile was tinged with a hint of pride.

He was one of the people who could forge a piece of refined iron in just one afternoon, and there were no more than ten in the entire first-layer sword casting room.

"The original brother is very good", while Lin Ding is the rookie auditor, he is also responsible for registering all sword-forging apprentices.

"Generally, it can't compare to your strength of 1,200 catties", saying so, the pride in his eyes was not hidden.

"Where, the original brother is still young, only twenty-four, not to mention that tomorrow is the day of the distribution of the Qi Enhancement Pill, I have already overdrawn to receive it, the original brother eats it, I am not sure to surpass me"

Just as the two were laughing and talking, an inopportune voice interjected.

"Help register, I'm leaving"