Douluo Continent

Chapter 12: Random Diving Wind Hammer Technique (5)

Chapter Twelve, Random and Hammer Wind Diving Techniques (5)

Hearing Tang San's words, the big man's expression suddenly softened, he was born into poverty, and he felt sympathy in his heart, not to mention, this child was still studying at Notting College, not to mention, the big man simply said: "Okay. If you want to come, then come on. You can do the odd jobs for us, and you can always serve tea and water. However, his salary was not very high, but his food was already full. How's it?"

"Okay, no problem." Tang San was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.

All the blacksmiths smiled kindly at Tang San, the big man glared at everyone, and said: "What do you see, don't you need to work? Hurry up, I'll invite everyone to have a beer at night."

After hearing what the big man said, all the blacksmiths suddenly became more motivated, and one by one they picked up the hammer and continued to work.

The big man raised the pouring hammer in his hand, and while forging the rough iron in front of him, he said to Tang San: "My name is Shi San, Shi Shi Shi, and so on, You can call me Uncle San. This blacksmith shop is passed down from my family. In the future, you can come to me. I work here as a part-time worker, and I'll take care of lunch and dinner every day, so I'll give you ten more copper soul coins, that is, I'll give you ten more copper soul coins, one silver soul coin. If the benefits are good, I'll give you a little more. Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Third Uncle, my name is Tang San."

"Tang San? Haha, okay, we both have three characters in our names, it looks like we are destined. Which village are you from?"

Tang San said: "I am from the Holy Soul Village."

Shi Sandao: "You just said that you learned to be a blacksmith from your father when you were young. You are still very young. What can your father teach you?"

Tang San said: "Of course it's casting, third uncle, you don't think I'm small, but I have the power, casting pig iron doesn't matter."

Shi San laughed out loud, "Brother, our new guy said he can also fake. Do you believe it?"

The blacksmith also immediately laughed out loud, Tang San was only six or seven years old, and he grew a little taller after obtaining the first spirit ring. From the looks of it, who would believe he was going to do the casting?

It always feels bad to be underestimated, Tang San said: "Uncle San, I can really cast, if you don't believe me, let me try."

Shi San stopped what he was doing, and leaned on the casting hammer on the ground, "Alright, if you can afford my hammer, I will trust you." Then, he handed the hilt to Tang San. Since the hammer came into contact with the ground, he wasn't afraid that Tang San would hit him if he couldn't handle it.

"Uncle San, you remove the dirt for this piece of coarse iron. I'll help you finish it. "Tang San took the hammer casting handle from Shi San.

Shi Tiantian was born with divine power, the forging hammer he used was clearly a size larger than the others, about half a foot taller than Tang San's height. At this moment, he was again the focus of the entire blacksmith shop, and all the blacksmiths looked at him with cute expressions on their faces. But before long they couldn't laugh anymore, as Tang San had already lifted the forging hammer, even lifting it from before him.

Thirty percent heavier than a regular casting hammer. As soon as the casting hammer left the ground, Tang San had an appraisal. Although it was slightly heavier, even before he had obtained the spirit ring, he could barely use it, let alone now.

Tang San stared at the coarse iron on the stove with burning eyes, exhaled loudly, and violently swung Shi San's pouring hammer.

"Hi."

The soles of his feet pressed against the ground, his calves exerted a sudden force, and the force uploaded Tang San turned half-way, and the huge hammer swung obliquely in a full circle in the air, and hit the rough iron piece hard .

When there was a loud explosion, the smiles of all the blacksmiths had turned into astonishment, and then, following the reflection of the hammer, Tang San turned around quickly, swung the hammer in his hand again, and another loud sound was heard, the hammer was harder than before, a heavier load fell on the smouldering coarse iron.

"Third Uncle, please help me pull the bellows. The temperature was not enough," Tang San said quickly, and his third hammer had already been swung. This time, the cast hammer was more urgent, and it let out a whining sound.

Shi San was also an old blacksmith, so he naturally understood the consequences of insufficient temperatures, so he quickly squatted down and pulled his blowing tool.

The next scene was unforgettable for the blacksmiths present. The heavy forging hammer seemed to live in Tang San's hands, one after another a circle was drawn in the air, full of rhythm, like the sound of a fierce storm blow playing in a blacksmith's shop.

None of them noticed that Tang San's hand had become as white as jade, and with a clang sound, the rough iron piece was constantly struck under the casting hammer.

While pulling the bellows with all his strength, Shi San stared intently at Tang San who was pounding, his eyes could no longer be described as shock.

The other blacksmiths all knew the weight of Shi San's hammer, so they naturally knew the difficulty of hitting continuously. Especially like Tang San, one hammer was heavier than one hammer, it was extremely difficult.

Clang. The final knock was finished, Tang San took the casting hammer and twisted it twice in a row, dispelling the momentum on the hammer, the sledgehammer head descended, and landed on the ground again, shocking the heart of the blacksmith shop. and the blacksmith at the same time for a moment.

Twenty-seven hammers, a total of twenty-seven hammers were struck continuously, and the shape of the rough iron pieces forged by Shi San did not change at all, but shrank into a circle as a whole.

What Tang San did, Shi San thought he could do as well, but it would take all day. You know, Shi San has officially been a blacksmith for fifteen years.

Seeing Tang San who was slightly panting with sweat on his forehead, Shi San stuttered: "This, is this the Wind Hammer Method? The strongest continuous casting technique in forging?"

"The Chaos-Coverning Wind Hammer Technique? What'sthat?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Shi San's cheeks flushed red with excitement, "The so-called chaotic wind hammer method was a method of continuous knocking and casting. With the help of strength, it can perfectly display the strength of our blacksmith. It is said that the most powerful blacksmith can swing eighty-one hammers in a row, and instantly form a piece of coarse iron into the shape you want. Most importantly, the chaotic wind hammer method was the most powerful casting technique to remove metal impurities. I thought it was long gone, but I didn't think I'd see it in your hands today."