The genius talisman doesn't want to work hard

Chapter 153 Blacksmithing Competition [Additional]

Seeing Yuan Pan approaching aggressively, Little Curly thought he was coming to fight with her, so she almost took out the hammer.

As a result, the man made a big bow as soon as he arrived in front of her, and said, "I'm sorry."

Not to mention the little curly hair, the people nearby were stunned for a moment, and began to speculate on the relationship between the two.

Tang Mo frowned, what is this way?
"It's okay?" Little Curly replied uncertainly.

Yuan Pan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight and smiled at her, "My master wants to say a few words to you, is it convenient to go over?"

The holy blacksmith wants to talk to her?
Little Curly subconsciously straightened his back, and said solemnly: "Go."

Yuan Pan left with Curly Hair.

Yu Yi looked at the backs of the two, thinking that something was wrong, he greeted Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu, and followed them.

Tang Mo: She also wants to go, I wonder if it's convenient?
Fu Yunxiu took a look, pulled her and walked towards Old Master Yu and Master Tong. Naturally, he didn't dare to go up to him, but it would be nice if he could hear a few people talking at a closer distance.

The little curly went up to salute first, and introduced himself, including age, cultivation level, and occupation. He looked like a well-behaved child.

Hearing that she was only eleven, the old guys were silent, and it seemed that her gaze changed instantly.

Yuan Pan staggered and almost knelt down. He was beaten to the ground by a brat and trampled on his feet. This was simply a stain on his entire life.

There is no way to accept it!
Taking a deep breath, Master Tong asked, "There is a blacksmith's competition here, are you interested in participating?"

Little Curly still had the same idea, she said embarrassedly: "My craft is not equal to my cultivation base, I just broke through to the king level, and I haven't touched the secret pattern yet."

Master Tong waved his hand, "It's only better than wrought iron." He pointed at Yuan Pan, "This guy doesn't give up, and he still cares about Qianjun. If you win wrought iron this time, he won't have the face to look for you again."

The little curly hair glanced at Yuan Pan and asked, "Apart from this, is there any other benefit?"

Master Tong couldn't help laughing, "What else do you want?"

Little Curly pursed his lips slightly and said: "I heard that he is your disciple, if I win against him, does it prove that I am more suitable to be your disciple?"

Hearing this, Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu looked at each other in surprise, this development was somewhat unexpected.

Yu Yi was also very surprised, but after being surprised, she became ecstatic. If Wei Qiqi really worshiped Master Tong as her teacher, would she not leave Gengxin City?

But when he thought about the gap between the two, he began to feel depressed again.

Master Tong was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Little Curly nodded. In fact, she didn't think about it, it was just a whim.However, her love for forging is real, and it would be great if she could have a holy master to teach her.

Master Tong stared at her for two seconds, finally nodded and said: "You win Yuan Pan first, then we can talk about it."

The little curly hair doesn't understand, but anyone who has a little understanding of the character of the Heaven Forging Saint knows that this person is the least fond of procrastination, one is one, and the other is two, so I didn't talk about it again.

He didn't reject it outright, but he actually wanted to agree in his heart, and everything only depends on the result of the game.

There was still an idle stove on the field, and Xiao Curly and Yuan Pan walked over one after the other.

The latter was still a little dazed, it was different from what he thought, why did he suddenly abducted to the apprentice?What about taking the Fifteen Ton Hammer as a bet?Why didn't Master mention it?
Seeing that the two started to light a fire, Mr. Yu couldn't hold back and asked, "Why do you want to accept disciples again?"

Master Tong pretended to be mysterious and said: "Probably fate has arrived."

Here, Tang Mo couldn't help worrying, "She won't really want to be a teacher, can she travel with us in the future?"

Fu Yunxiu comforted: "It's not decided yet." He thought for a while, and then said: "If we can really be apprentices, we should be happy too, Qiqi is still young."

Tang Mo nodded. Of course she knew that being a teacher would benefit little curly hair a lot, but she just couldn't bear it.

The two of them never thought that Curly would lose. The younger sister is so powerful, how could she lose?
The game officially started, and a piece of the same metal the size of a human head was placed in front of everyone.

First throw it into the furnace for calcination, then take out the quenching water and beat it.For a while, the square was filled with clanging sounds.

Little curly hair naturally uses a thousand weight hammer, and the hammering method is also very particular.

Tang Mo didn't study this aspect, and didn't know where it was good. He just thought that the rhythm of the beating sounded very comfortable, like a simple piece of music, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

As time went by, the knocking sound gradually changed, from the original thick to crisp, as if some impurities had been removed and it became pure.

The sun has already set in the west, and it seems that there is not much time, but the gap between everyone is actually not that big. It feels half a catty, how to judge the winner or loser?

As a result, everyone began to work hard, and various techniques and secret methods of hammering emerged one after another.

But the little curly hair had nothing, she gritted her teeth and directly activated the secret pattern on the Fifteen Ton Hammer.

In an instant, the weight of the Fifteen Ton Hammer increased dozens of times.

The little curly hair gave a low cry, and the calf instantly exerted force, which drove the waist to rotate, and then drove the arms, elbows and wrists, and finally transmitted the force to the Fifteen Ton Hammer.

As soon as the hammer was swung, even the fire next to it fell short, and was almost blown out by the hammer wind.

The Fifteen Ton Hammer smashed the metal flat with a "clang", and even sent it flying.

The little curly hair took the opportunity to continue swinging the hammer, and smashed the metal cake towards the forging table again.

Just like this one hammer after another, sweat soon oozed from her forehead, it can be seen that pushing the Thousand Weight Hammer to this extent is already her limit.

Master Tong couldn't help standing up, his eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.

The forging masters next to him also nodded and praised frequently.

"The little girl has solid basic skills."

"The strength is really great, and he is born to be a blacksmith."

"I'm so excited about such a good seedling." The master joked, "If you don't like Master Tong, I'll accept it."

Master Tong turned his head and glared, "Whoever dares to rob someone from me, first ask me if I agree with the hammer in my hand."

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, how can we have the guts, besides, people don't like us."

At this remark, a group of old guys laughed.

Master Tong snorted, turned his head and continued to look at the little curly hair, no matter how satisfied he was.

Hearing this conversation, Tang Mo became even more worried. It seems that he must be a teacher.What if Little Curly Hair meets Tong Yan?Just because of her little thought of seeing the end at a glance, she must not be bullied to death by Tong Yan?

Yu Yi next to him was also proud of Little Curly in his heart, but this scene also made him realize that the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger.

Ugh!
On the square, Yuan Pan was completely convinced. Some people have talent and strength, and they should hold the best hammer because they are worth it.

Only now did he realize that although he was much better than ordinary people, compared with real geniuses, he was just an ordinary person.

As the sun set, Little Curly became the winner of this sparring match.

　Chapter No.17, still owes three chapters
　　
　
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