Douluo's full-time God of War

Chapter 38

Is it too self-confident?
"Uncle Shi, what if I don't pay the remaining deposit if I raise it?"

Shi San couldn't believe that a child who looked like seven or eight years old could lift his own hammer, and said lightly: "Child, how about this, I don't want you to be able to knock a few times, as long as you can hold my casting hammer Lift it up, the rest of the deposit can be forfeited."

Ling Feng shrugged and said, "You said it, then I can start."

Ling Feng's three fingers clamped the middle of the grip, exerted force on his calf, and turned his body around, using his legs to lead his waist, belt to his back, and strap his arms. The whole movement was done in one go, and the power was poured into his right arm.

call!
Exhale first, then inhale deeply.

Suddenly, the casting hammer standing on the ground more than one meter high was slowly lifted up and roared out.

clang--

At this moment of lightning, the huge casting hammer was raised above the head and smashed down.

"Everyone, don't panic, this is just the beginning, let me smoke a cigarette to calm my shock, and continue."

Ling Feng threw out a cigarette, caught it with his mouth, took out a red-hot charcoal and lit it.

Spit out with a touch of smoke.

His face was suddenly silent.

The three fingers grabbed the casting hammer and swung it up again. This time he didn't stop, but hit it down one after another.

Seeing Ling Feng swinging the hammer faster and faster, Shi San's eyes widened.

He twisted his casting hammer with just three fingers. He can guarantee that absolutely no one can do it. The difficulty of holding the handle tightly with the palm of your hand and clamping the handle with three fingers is completely different.

You must know that the palm of a person is the most powerful place. If you don’t use your palm to grasp the object, then the support points brought by the elbow joint, shoulder, and waist strength have completely changed. When the wind moves, the support point is equivalent to just the wrist, and there are three fingers working together.

"This power is probably stronger than those soul masters in Douluo Dalu!"

Shi San couldn't help but exclaim.

In order to prevent your body from leaning forward, causing you to fall.Ling Feng separated his legs a little and clasped them tightly to the ground.

With the constant adjustment of posture, Ling Feng has found the feeling.

When a series of clanging sounds reached the ears of the surrounding crowd, Ling Feng had already hit 25 hammers. The smiles of all the blacksmiths working in the blacksmith shop, including the customers outside, turned into astonishment, and some even expressed twitch.

this kid.

the devil?
"Okay, after warming up, it's a bit difficult to hold the grip with three fingers, I'd better use the whole hand. This way, it will be tighter."

Ling Feng breathed out a puff of smoke and said.

He said this not only to himself, but also to everyone present.

This time, Ling Feng held the handle of the casting hammer with five fingers. Although he didn't fully clasp it, Ling Feng felt that it was much more comfortable than three fingers.

Ling Feng slowly raised the casting hammer, and dropped the hammer sharply. The force this time was obviously much stronger than the force of the previous three fingers, at least three times.

"Who is that? Yes, it's you, please help me pull the bellows. The temperature is not enough."

Ling Feng said to a blacksmith next to him.

Knowing the consequences of insufficient temperature, Shi San immediately waved his hand, telling the blacksmith who pulled the bellows to go away, and he came in person.

The next scene is probably a nightmare for everyone, or an eternal memory.

In Ling Feng's hands, the heavy casting hammer seemed to have no weight. As his speed became faster and faster, only phantom circles could be seen, and the beautiful melody was tinkling.

Ling Feng found that after obtaining the soul ring, his power seemed to have undergone a qualitative change. This seemingly huge casting hammer seemed to have no weight in his hands, and the power of blood fusion was like charging a mobile phone, constantly recharging himself. Keep him excited.

While pulling the bellows, Shi San stared fixedly at Ling Feng, his eyes could no longer clearly see how many hammers Ling Feng swung.

too fast!
Maintain speed while exerting force.

About to climax?
However, when everyone was stunned to see the end of Ling Feng's climax, Ling Feng reached into his trouser pocket with his left hand and took out a cigarette. His appearance was extremely funny, as if the right half of his body was not his, and he lightly put the cigarette into his mouth. inside.

He turned his head and glanced at a blacksmith on the left, motioning to light it for him.

At a loss, the blacksmith took out a fire pocket from his clothes and lit it for him.

call!
Good smoke!

That's what it feels like.

I'm about to explode.

Suddenly, Ling Feng went crazy. He swung his right hand faster than before, at least a dozen times a second, which drove the wind around him like a super fan.

Or maybe he's going faster than the fan.

Two 10 minutes later.

The speed gradually slowed down.

clang.
The hammer lands and returns to the raised position.

"Everyone, how many hammers did I hit just now?"

Everyone hasn't realized it yet. They even forgot to count just now, because they couldn't count at all. How can people count at this speed?
Looking at that piece of pig iron, it has already been smashed into a millimeter-thin slice by Ling Feng, his strength is too great.

Every attack is so hard.

Who can stand this?
Seeing that no one answered, Ling Feng said indifferently: "Then let's count it as ten blows per second. I am a low-key person, you can calculate how many hammers I hit in 10 minutes."

While everyone was calculating, Ling Feng had already shouldered his burden and walked out slowly.

As soon as I walked to the gate, I turned around and said, "Uncle Shi, remember to help me build it as soon as possible, and thank you for giving me a [-]% discount. By the way, I almost forgot one thing, those betting guests, look at it yourself Bar."

Shi San petrified on the spot, "Is this the legendary Wind Hammer Technique?"

After walking out of the blacksmith shop, Ling Feng came to Yi Lai Ke's door.

Today's Yilai customers are a bit strange, there is no girl soliciting customers outside the door, which is very puzzling.

　Brothers and sisters, the recommendation on Xuefeng is relatively late, so the author who co-published the book has thrown away a lot of it. Please vote for Xuefeng, please?
　　Thank you everyone, let me catch up! !

　　


(End of this chapter)