Soul Land (Spirit World)

Hamm Chaos Methods Splitting the Wind - V

Hearing Tang San's words, the big friend's expression immediately softened. They were all from poor families, so in their hearts immediately felt sympathy; moreover, this child was still attending Nuoding academy. The big man simply said:

"alright. If you want to come, come. There are some side jobs to do for us, you can bring tea and hand out water. However, wages will not be too high, but food can be guaranteed. How about that?"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter."

Tang San rejoiced, and quickly replied.

The blacksmiths all smiled well towards Tang San, the big fellow glared at the group, saying:

"What you see, don't you have to work. Hurry up, tonight I'm gonna invite everyone for a beer."

Hearing the words of that big fellow, the enthusiasm of the blacksmith immediately increased tremendously, each of them swung their hammers and continued their work.

The big man raised the forging hammer in his hand, forged the pig iron in front of him to one side, saying to Tang San:

"I am called Shi San, Shi of the stone, you can call me uncle San. This blacksmith is my legacy. After you work for me here, I will guarantee you lunch and dinner every day, and give you ten copper spirit coins, which are also silver spirit coins. If you're diligent, I'll give you a little more. Oh, that's right, what's your name?"

"Uncle San, I'm called Tang San."

"Tang San? Ha-ha, good, both of our names have "San", looks like this is really doomed. Which village are you from?"

Tang San said:

"I come from the village of the Holy Spirit."

Shi San said:

"You just said you learned to forge with your father from childhood. You are this small, what can your father teach you?"

Tang San said:

"Certainly forging. Uncle San, you mustn't see me as a child, but I have the power, forging pig iron is fine."

Shi San laughed out loud, though,

"Brothers, our new little assistant said he can also forge. You guys believe that?"

The blacksmiths immediately laughed out loud. Tang San looked like he was six or seven years old, even after getting the first spirit ring and his stature somewhat grew. Looking at his outer appearance, who would believe he could forge?

Being laughed at by people always feels bad, Tang San said:

"Uncle San, I can really forge, if you don't believe it, let me give it a try."

Shi San stopped his work, leaning the forging hammer on the ground,

"In that case, if you can take my hammer, I'll trust you."

As he spoke, he handed the handle of the hammer to Tang San. Since the head of the hammer came into contact with the ground, he was not afraid that Tang San would not be able to withstand it and be destroyed.

"Uncle San, you're cleaning up this piece of pig shit. I'll help you achieve it well."

With the overwhelming strength of Shi San, the forging hammer he used was clearly larger compared to everyone else. Compared to Tang San's height was higher by half a chi or so. Right now, he had again become the focus of the entire blacksmith, the blacksmith watching him all seemed to have a laughing expression. But, they quickly stopped smiling, because, Tang San had already raised the hammer, and had also smoothly raised it before him.

Compared to an ordinary forging hammer it weighed thirty percent more, Tang San appraised the forging hammer as it parted from the ground. Although it was a bit heavy, considering that he had not previously obtained the spirit ring, he could still use it with little effort, especially now that he had obtained it.

Seeing Tang San slowly lifting the forging hammer, Shi San also stared wide-eyed, his mouth opened with a sense of awe,

"Good strength, like the son of a blacksmith."

Tang San with brilliant eyes stared intently at the pig iron in the furnace, exhaled loudly, and violently swung Shi San's forging hammer.

"Hey."

His shoe-base held the ground firmly, the lower leg suddenly generated force, force passed through it, Tang San's body half-spinned, and the forging hammer swung sideways, violently smashing into the pieces of the iron pig.

A great clanging sound, made the smiling expression of the blacksmith become dumbfounded. Immediately after, along with the repressiveness of the iron hammer, Tang San quickly turned a corner, the iron hammer in his hand once again swinging, once again making a loud noise, making a loud bang, compared to before the iron hammer it hit the hot iron pig even harder.

"Uncle San, I'll trouble you to help me take a whirl. The temperature's not enough."

Tang San said quickly, his third punch has already swung. This time, the force forging the hammer was even louder, carrying the sound of wuwu wind.

Shi San was still an old blacksmith, and naturally understood the consequences of insufficient temperatures, and hurriedly crouched down on one side, pulling up the exhale.

The following scene gave the impression of a lifetime to the blacksmith present. The heavy hammer seemed to live in Tang San's hands, he drew one circle after another in the air, imbued with rhythm, beating out a sound like a loud storm acting with the blacksmith.

No one noticed Tang San's two hands that had turned white shining like jade. Accompanying the clanging sound, the pig iron chunk continued to pulsate under the forging hammer.

Shi San on one side pumped out a gust of full force, on one side tightly staring at Tang San swinging the hammer, his expression was already extraordinarily shocked.

The other blacksmiths all knew Shi San's hammer was extremely heavy, and naturally knew the continuous difficulty of hitting. Especially Tang San this kind of heavy hammer, even the degree of difficulty was more extreme.

Clang. The final knock was completed, Tang San brought the forging hammer to where it was before after twisting the two circles, spreading the momentum of the hammer. The big hammer head went down, falling again to the ground, causing the heart of the workshop head and the other blacksmiths to be greatly shocked.

Twenty-seven blows, twenty-seven continuous blows, while in the forging Shi San the piece of iron hog did not change its appearance in the slightest, but it had now been reduced to a circle.

Tang San did this, Shi San knew he could also do it himself, but would spend the entire day. To know, Shi San had officially become a blacksmith for fifteen years.

Looking at the sweaty and stifled Tang San, Shi San stuttered:

"Ti, can't this be the Hammers Chaos Method of Splitting the Wind? Among the strongest and most powerful forging arts?"

The Hammer Chaos Method of Splitting the Wind? Whatisit?

Tang San said doubtfully.

Shi San's cheeks were already red from excitement, though,

"What the so-called Hammer Chaos Method of Cleaving the Wind, was a type of continuous forging method, harnessing power, was most perfect to bring out the blacksmith's physical strength'. It was said that the greatest blacksmith could continuously perform eighty-one blows, making the iron pig pieces get the shape they wanted The Hammer Splitting Wind Chaos Method was the most powerful technique to remove the entire impurities in the iron. I thought that the technique had disappeared and did not expect to see it today in your hands."