Yang Chen returned to the first fork on the left with yearning in his heart, and walked into the blacksmithing room along the fork.

Walking to the wall, he picked up the sledgehammer in seven hundred catties, frowned a little, and felt lighter, at this time, he remembered that he already had more than a thousand strengths. glanced at the last thousand-pound sledgehammer, and finally bent down to pick up the eight-hundred-pound sledgehammer, returned to the table, and began to pick it up.

One hundred hammers!

Two hundred hammers!

A thousand hammers!

Yang Chen put down the hammer, felt his body, and found that there was no discomfort, and it seemed that he still had some strength left. However, he still came to the pool of potion in the valley and soaked it for five minutes, and then he felt that he had fully recovered. He returned to the blacksmithing room, put the 800-pound hammer in the corner of the wall, and picked up the 900-pound hammer and forged it.

One hundred hammers!

Nine hundred hammers!

A thousand hammers!

"Tsk, the nine-hundred-pound hammer can't stop my progress!"

Yang Chen proudly put the nine-hundred-pound hammer back to the wall, and then pointed to the last one-thousand-pound hammer:

"I'll take control of you in a moment!"

I went to the valley again, soaked in the pool of liquid medicine for more than five minutes, and then returned to the iron-striking room, reached out and grabbed a thousand-pound hammer, feeling the heaviness in my hand.

"Hoo ......"

Yang Chen let out a long breath, came to the stage, and picked up the jack of the giant hammer!

One Hammer!

Ten hammers!

Hundred hammers!

Eight hundred hammers!

Yang Chen already felt that he was a little tired, but now that he had been trained, as long as his strength reached a certain standard, he would basically be able to use that standard of strength to pull a thousand hammers. So, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Nine hundred and ninety-eight hammers!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine hammers!

A thousand hammers!

"Hoo ......"

Yang Chen exhaled, joy twitching between his eyebrows.

"This ...... I can also pick a thousand pounds of hammers and a thousand hammers, and I can compare with that tadpole man, ha!"

"Buzz ......"

The tadpole text on the wall began to flow, and then a person was formed, striding towards Yang Chen. Yang Chen was not surprised, now he already knew that this Lingtai Fangcun Mountain was the inheritance that Bodhi Ancestor left the earth and left behind, so naturally it would not harm him. He was just curious, what was this tadpole man going to do?

The tadpole man walked in front of Yang Chen, grabbed the thousand-pound giant hammer from Yang Chen's hand, and then stood in front of the platform.

Yang Chen's eyes flashed, he took a few steps back, and watched seriously.

Seeing the sledgehammer picked up by the tadpole man, Yang Chen's eyes shrank, he found that the trajectory of the tadpole man's hammer had changed this time, and after picking up the hammer and raising it above his head, he did not immediately smash it down, but slammed it around his head, and then smashed it hard. The sudden falling speed crashed into the air and made a whistling sound, and the force smashed against the iron embryo. Sparks flew like fireworks.

Charge!

This thought quickly appeared in Yang Chen's heart.

"Huh?"

Yang Chen's expression couldn't help but be stunned, and he saw that the tadpole man took out an iron embryo with fire tongs and put it on the first iron embryo, picked it up with a sledgehammer, picked it around his head, and then smashed it down.

The corners of Yang Chen's mouth couldn't help twitching, just this hammer smashed the two iron embryos together, although they were only connected one layer, it was likely to be separated with a light touch, but there was no doubt that it was difficult to smash the two iron embryos together with one hammer.

The tadpole man kept smashing down with the jack hammer, and Yang Chen's face gradually changed. The two iron embryos gradually fused together.

It was a perfect fusion, as if it were originally a piece of iron.

How is this possible?

With just a hammer, the original two iron embryos were smashed into one iron embryo?

Then, under the forging of the tadpole man, the iron embryo was gradually shaped into a short dagger.

Forging and shaping?

Smash the shape of the weapon directly with a hammer?

Don't melt and shape?

This completely subverted Yang Chen's thoughts, making Yang Chen's heart beat violently. The two eyes are as bright as two little suns.

Right in front of Yang Chen's eyes, a short dagger was forged by a giant hammer.

The tadpole man threw the hammer onto the platform and walked aside, like a statue, motionless.

Yang Chen understands in seconds!

stepped forward and stood in front of the platform, grabbed the jack of the hammer, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then picked up an iron embryo with fire tongs and picked up the jack of the hammer.

After turning around his head, he slammed into the iron embryo. Then he picked up a piece of iron with tongs, put it on the first one, and picked up the hammer.

"Bang ......"

The first iron embryo was smashed out and slammed into the wall.

Yang Chen looked at the iron embryo that fell to the ground, couldn't help shaking his head, and sighed:

"It's very difficult!"

Just thinking of this, he saw that the tadpole man turned into thousands of tadpoles and instantly entered his body. Then the forging began.

Yang Chen closed his eyes and sensed the rhythm of every organ in his body, especially when he raised the giant hammer and swung it around his head, all the organs in his body were in rhythm, superimposing the power layer by layer, and finally released it by the hammer in his hand.

An hour and a half later, Yang Chen left the blacksmithing room. He still couldn't smash the two iron embryos together, but he had some experience in how to mobilize all the organs, bones, tendons, muscles, and other superimposed forces of the body, but he hadn't reached the level of a tadpole man.

Yang Chen was soaking wet, and he hadn't tasted this feeling of exhaustion for a long time. This new method of accumulating iron is more expensive.

"Poof!"

Jumping into the pool of medicinal liquid, Yang Chen groaned comfortably.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Chen jumped out of the pool of medicinal liquid and began to cultivate martial arts. After practicing the sword, he began to practice Liquan.

"Huh?"

Yang Chen suddenly found that his mastery of the power fist had improved by leaps and bounds, and in just half an hour, he had already cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

"This ......"

Yang Chen's heart moved, and he fell into thought. After about a quarter of an hour, his eyes lit up.

"There should be two reasons. On the one hand, my body is now tempered to the point where it is equivalent to a martial artist. And the second layer of the power fist is only the fist method of the martial arts realm, and it will naturally get twice the result with half the effort when cultivated. However, the bigger reason should be from the iron-striking exercises learned today.

The method of accumulating iron is originally to mobilize all the tissues and organs of the body that can be mobilized, superimpose the strength, and finally explode through the sledgehammer, which is originally very similar to the power fist.

And ......"

Yang Chen's eyes lit up!

"And the ganglegs!

Yang Chen immediately began to cultivate Gangleg, mobilizing all the tissues and organs in his body while cultivating, recalling the way of superimposing the strength of the iron, and fusing the mantra of Gangleg.

"Bang!"

Yang Chen kicked out a leg, and the sound of a car tire bursting was heard in the air, and joy twitched between Yang Chen's eyebrows.

"That's it?"

Half an hour later, Yang Chen was in a daze. He didn't expect that his trickery had also reached the Dacheng realm. I couldn't help but stand there thinking about it.

"It should be the accumulation technique of striking iron, which tempers my muscles and muscles to be tougher, more coordinated, and more malleable, so that I can reach the Dacheng realm so easily!

Foundation!

Sure enough!

In this way, my coordination and plasticity have increased, and won't it be easier to walk in the magic step?"

Yang Chen excitedly began to practice the phantom step.

Really......

Half an hour later, Yang Chen's phantom step reached the realm of Dacheng!

"It's almost a sword!"

Yang Chen shook his head and withdrew from the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. I looked at the time, and it was almost six o'clock in the morning. After taking a bath and having breakfast with his mother, Yang Chen returned to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed. I slept until noon, and after lunch, I entered Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Monday.

Yang Chen continued to build weapons in the weapon shop, not using the method of accumulating energy, but still using the old method.

For several days, Yang Chen built weapons in the armory shop every night, and on the day of January 6th, the school completed the cultural class exam, rested for two days, and the eighth will usher in the eighth-school competition.

And in the past few days, newspapers, on the Internet, on TV, have begun to read a lot of propaganda. The entire West City is a household name, and almost everyone is talking about the Eight Schools Competition. Even some universities have sent people to watch on the spot, and if there are good seedlings, they will grab the seedlings to their own universities first through independent enrollment. Even if you don't see it live, you watch it on TV. And there's a wide range of organizational concerns.

"Bang!"

Yang Chen finished the final hammer, and by today, he had finished building all the weapons he wanted to build. Let Tie Zhan make the scabbard and scabbard, and then pack it with wooden boxes one by one.

"Iron War!"

"Master!"

"Tomorrow the armory shop will be closed for one day, you and Jiayi, Xia Jie will come to my house in the afternoon. ”

"Good!"

Tie Zhan is a good apprentice, he doesn't ask anything at all, and nods innocently.

"Chenchen, do you want to give us on-site guidance?" Xia Jie asked.

"Is it for the Eighth School Competition?" Liang Jiayi also asked with big eyes.

"You'll find out when you go!"

Yang Chen took off his canvas clothes, and Liang Jiayi and Xia Jie also changed their clothes. In the end, Yang Chen grabbed the two long boxes and said:

"Gone!"

Qinglong Barracks.

Yang Chen pushed open the door and saw Wu Meizhi cleaning up in the living room, so he asked:

"Aunt Wang, where is Uncle Wang?"

"I took Xiaohu to the playground to practice martial arts. ”

"Oh!" Yang Chen handed a long box to Wu Meizhi and said, "Aunt Wang, this is a knife I made for Uncle Wang." When Uncle Wang comes back, you give it to him. ”

"Chenchen, have you really created a weapon?"

"Well, this sword is for my mother. Yang Chen took off his shoes, walked up to Qiao Na, and handed the long box to Qiao Na with both hands.

Now Joanna is not as unconvinced that striking iron can also make good weapons like before. After all, the medicinal liquid that Yang Chen refined a few days ago gave her a great impact.

He took the long box, put it on the table, opened the long box, and saw a long sword with a sheath lying in the long box, and reached out to grab the long sword, and felt a sinking in his hand, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other.

"Boom!"

With a sword roar, Qiao Na's eyes narrowed slightly, and at the moment when the sword was unsheathed, she actually felt a little dazzling. After getting used to it, I saw that there were layers of fine fish scale patterns on the sword body, and it was the light reflected by the fish scale patterns that was dazzling.

Jona put down the scabbard, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the fish scales on the sword, and her eyes jumped.

"This fish scale pattern was smashed with a hammer?"

"Mom's good eyesight!" Yang Chen gave a thumbs up.

"Go and get the Blue Dragon Sword. ”

"Great!"

Yang Chen ran upstairs, took the Qinglong Sword out of Qiao Na's bedroom, and then ran back again. This Qinglong Sword is Qiao Na's weapon, a low-grade treasure weapon, which has followed Qiao Na for more than ten years.

Qiao Na looked at Yang Chen and said, "Do you dare to use the Qinglong Sword to try?"

Yang Chen looked down at the Qinglong Sword in his hand, then raised his head and said, "Mom, I'm afraid I will hurt the Qinglong Sword." ”

"Sneer......" Qiao Na sneered and said: "Mom, this Qinglong sword is a low-grade treasure, your sword is good-looking, but it is useless." Promise Mom, don't focus on striking iron in the future, Mom will treasure the sword you built. ”

Yang Chen grinned, it seemed that his mother still didn't fully believe in the weapon she had built, and she just regarded the weapon she had built as a collector's item.

"Boom!"

Pulling out the Qinglong Sword, he looked at Qiao Na and said, "Come on, Mom, just don't feel heartache when the time comes." ”

"My heart aches?" Joanna smiled, "I admit that the weapons you have built are of a certain level. But I don't believe that a hammer can make a treasure. Xiao Chenchen, if the sword you build hurts my Qinglong Sword, I won't care about your iron striking in the future. If your sword is injured by the Blue Dragon Sword, listen to your mother and don't waste time on striking iron. ”

"Good!"

What else does Yang Chen have to say? Only facts speak louder than words!

"Qiang ...... When the ...... is long"

A look of shock appeared on Jona's face as she saw her own wielding her son's long sword and slashing off her beloved Blue Dragon Sword.

"This ......"

Jona looked down at the long sword in her hand, and there wasn't even a single scratch. You must know that what is cut is a low-grade treasure, even a medium-grade treasure can't be done, and the worst has to be a high-grade treasure.

"Chenchen, is this really what you built?"

"Well, Mom?"

"Okay! Good sword! Did you make a knife for your father?"

"It's built, wait for the New Year to bring it to Dad!"

"The Blue Dragon Sword is for you!"

Jona grabbed the scabbard and went upstairs with joy. Yang Chen looked down at the broken sword in his hand, shook his head, and casually put it on the table. took out his mobile phone and called Liu Shan and Hong Dali respectively. Soon, Liu Shan, Hong Dali, and Yishi's soldiers all came to Yang Chen's house, and Wang Jun and Xiaohu came back together.

"Uncle Wang, I sent a knife in your room. ”

"I'll take a look!" Wang Jun didn't care about Liu Shan and them, and walked into his bedroom excitedly.

"Brother Shan, you come up with me. ”

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Chapter 133: New Technology for Striking Iron