The limit of Douluo Continent

Chapter 22 Found a Treasure
Xiang Zeyu left after talking with the master for nearly half an hour. Although it was only half an hour, Xiang Zeyu still benefited a lot. If it weren't for the fact that he was late for work, Xiang Zeyu really wanted to continue listening to the master Go on teaching.

The master stood by the window and looked at Xiang Zeyu's back, "I never thought that I, Wang Xiaogang, would receive two disciples after being reduced to this level. Although Zeyu's aptitude is not as good as Tang San's, as long as he works hard, he can achieve soul fighting." Luo is not difficult, but it is impossible to become a Titled Douluo without hard work."

Grandmaster's eyes became piercing, and the world of soul masters will definitely be very exciting with these two disciples like me!

Xiang Zeyu ordered a few steamed buns in the dining hall, and rushed to Shisan blacksmith's shop in a hurry. Before entering the door, he saw two familiar figures talking at the counter.
"Hey, Tang San, you're here too!"

Shi Sandao: "Zeyu, you know him!"

"He is my classmate and a work-study student. He seems to be the son of a blacksmith." Xiang Zeyu smiled and said, "Tang San, do you want to be a blacksmith?"

Tang San nodded in disbelief.

Shi Sandao: "Zeyu, you couldn't be the one who asked him to come to me, right?"

"No, no, I found this place by myself, I just didn't know that Xiang Zeyu was here too." Tang San explained.

"Third Uncle, just accept him. Tang San is much better than a newbie like me who doesn't know anything. As long as you accept him, maybe he can start working right away."

Shi San smiled wryly: "What can he do at such a young age? He can't possibly be able to cast it." Shi San wouldn't believe that Tang San could cast it at such a young age, it would be good if he could pick up a casting hammer, he was born with supernatural power?You are really a Chinese cabbage!Xiang Zeyu came and Tang San came.

Xiang Zeyu whispered next to Tang San's ear: "Tang San, can you cast?" Although he knew Tang San could cast for a long time, Xiang Zeyu would not be so stupid as to say it directly, right? I have nothing at all.

"At home I learned casting from my father."

"How about showing off? I think third uncle won't say anything more."

Tang San agreed straight away: "Okay."

Xiang Zeyu smiled heartily, and patted Tang San on the shoulder, "Third Uncle, if Tang San can cast, you can accept him as a little blacksmith."

Shi San nodded and said: "If he can really cast it, so what if I charge an extra little blacksmith."

Xiang Zeyu snatched the casting hammer from Shi San and handed it to Tang San, and said with a smile: "Tang San opened Uncle San's horizons."

Tang San took the forging hammer as if it was nothing, Shi San couldn't help being startled, "Could it be another innate divine power!"

Xiang Zeyu said with a smile: "I don't know if Tang San was born with divine power, but if Yihuan Soul Master can't hold your casting hammer, then I think it's impossible."

"One-ring soul master!? You got one ring at such a young age, you are kidding me!"

"Haven't you heard of the saying that Xiantian is full of soul power? Well, he is about to start." Xiang Zeyu ignored Shi San who showed a surprised expression when he said this, and focused on observing Tang San's movements. But the authentic chaotic wind hammer method,
Tang San stared at the pig iron on the stove with burning eyes, exhaled loudly, and violently swung Shi San's casting hammer up.

"Hey."

The soles of his feet pressed against the ground, his calves exerted force suddenly, and the power was uploaded. Tang San turned halfway, and the huge casting hammer swung obliquely in a full circle in the air, and hit the piece of pig iron heavily.

When there was a loud bang, the smiles of all the blacksmiths had already turned into astonishment, and then, following the rebound of the hammer, Tang San turned around quickly, swung the hammer in his hand again, and there was another loud noise, the hammer was louder than Previously, the heavier weight fell on the red-hot pig iron.

"Zeyu, please help me pull the bellows. The temperature is not enough." Tang San said quickly, and his third hammer was already swung.This time, the cast hammer was more urgent, and it made a whining sound.

Xiang Zeyu didn't move at all when he heard the words, he was completely immersed in the world of the Wind Hammer Technique, all his energy was completely focused on watching Tang San's every movement, that's all.

Shi San is also an old blacksmith, so he naturally understood the consequences of insufficient temperature, so he quickly squatted aside and pulled up the bellows.

The next scene was unforgettable for the blacksmiths present.That heavy casting hammer seemed to come alive in Tang San's hands, one after another circles were drawn in the air, full of rhythm, just like the sound of gunk knocking in a blacksmith's shop.

None of them noticed that Tang San's hands had become as white as jade, and with the clanging sound, the piece of pig iron was constantly beating under the casting hammer.

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 is heavier than one hammer, it is extremely difficult.

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

Clang.The last knock was completed, Tang San took the casting hammer and turned it around twice in a row, dispelling the momentum on the hammer, the head of the sledgehammer went down, and landed on the ground again, shocking the hearts of the blacksmith shop and the blacksmiths at the same time for a moment.

27 hammers, a total of 27 hammers continued to strike, the shape of the piece of pig iron forged by Shi San did not change at all, but it shrunk by a circle as a whole.

What Tang San did, Shi San thought he could do it too, but it would take a whole day.You know, Shi San has officially become a blacksmith for 15 years.

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

"Chaos Cloaking Wind Hammer Technique? What is that?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Shi San's cheeks were flushed with excitement, "The so-called chaotic wind hammer method is a method of continuous knocking and casting. With the help of force, it can perfectly display the power of our blacksmiths. It is said that the most powerful blacksmith can Swing 81 hammers in a row, and directly mold a piece of pig iron into the shape you want. The most important thing is that the chaotic wind hammer method is the most powerful casting technique to get rid of metal impurities. I thought it had been lost long ago. See it in your hand."

Is it really the random cloaking wind hammer method?The decadent figure of his father appeared in front of Tang San's eyes. Could it be that his father was originally an excellent blacksmith? "Third Uncle, I don't know if this is the Wind Hammer Technique, it was taught to me by my father." Shi San let out a long breath, and laughed heartily: "It seems that I have picked a treasure this time. I will accept you, a little blacksmith, and the salary is the same as everyone else, one silver soul coin per month. If the business is good, I will add a commission."

Kant came over, "In this way, we have two young blacksmiths in our blacksmith shop, but then again, the chaotic wind hammer method that the boy used just now is really similar to Zeyu's hammer method, but the boy did it better. Perfect."

Xiang Zeyu just took it with a slight smile.It can't be said that what I practice is just a chaotic cloak.After watching Tang San's Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique, Xiang Zeyu clearly understood the mistakes in his Hammer Technique. Only by correcting the mistakes can it be regarded as a real Chaotic Cloak.

Shi San was shocked and said: "Zeyu, you can also use the Wind Hammer Technique indiscriminately!!!"

Tang San also looked at Xiang Zeyu with great interest. Tang Wu didn't receive any disciples. Tang San knew very well, if Xiang Zeyu also messed with the wind hammer method, would it be taught by his father's teacher or a fellow disciple?
Xiang Zeyu laughed: "Third Uncle, don't listen to Uncle De's nonsense. It's not like you don't know that my messy hammering technique is just a random hammering technique in the past few days. It may not even be considered as a hammering technique. Tang San, you The random cloak wind hammer method has given me a lot of experience for reference."

Kant tapped Xiang Zeyu on the head, "Who are you talking nonsense, kid? I can say for sure that both of you hammer in the same way."

"Uncle De, why don't you believe me?" Xiang Zeyu said with a bitter face.

"How about this, Zeyu, how about showing your hand in front of everyone?" Tang San suggested.

Shi San echoed from the side: "This is a good idea, and let me see if you have been lazy these days."

Kant even clapped his hands and applauded, "This proposal is good. I remember a certain great man said that "practice is the only criterion for testing truth." Although I don't remember who this great man is, the person who can say such a thing must be definitely a generation. A great man."  …

Xiang Zeyu looked as if he couldn't help you, "Since everyone is so enthusiastic and doesn't show their hands, I can't say it, but I agreed in advance that you can't laugh at me."

"Don't worry, we will never laugh at you, hehe."

"Zeyu, don't worry, I will hold back."

"Even if you're really bad, I'll say you're good. Just take it easy."

……

Xiang Zeyu really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, picked up the casting hammer that Tang San had just put down, took a deep breath, and looked seriously at the red-hot pig iron.

Xiang Zeyu took a small step, and the muscles of his little feet tensed instantly. As he bent and stretched, a huge force spread from his little feet to his waist and shoulders. This huge force grew rapidly during this process. Juli reached its peak when passed to the hand.

Tang San's eyes suddenly brightened, this force-exerting technique was exactly the same as what his father taught him, Xiang Zeyu might really be a teacher from the same school as his father.

"Hey!" Accompanied by a low shout, the casting hammer struck the fiery red pig iron with the whistling sound of the wind, and there was a loud "clang". If you carefully distinguish this loud sound, it is stronger than the sound made by Tang San's first blow just now. A little bit bigger.

The casting hammer was bounced high. When the casting hammer was bounced to the highest point, Xiang Zeyu made a beautiful turn. The casting hammer continued to attack the pig iron after a round of rotation. The loud noise continued, nine hammers and nine loud noises in a row , the sound spread to the hearts of every blacksmith present, these nine hammers were more shocking than Tang San's 27 hammers, in their view Tang San at least lived in the blacksmith's shop and watched casting growing up more or less Little contact with casting, but Xiang Zeyu really came into contact with the technology of casting a few days ago, the effect of just nine hammers is better than that of any blacksmith present for half a day, which is enough for them. ashamed.

Tang San was also shocked. One was that the effect of Xiang Zeyu's nine hammers was enough to equal the effect of his own fourteen hammers.The second is that Xiang Zeyu only hit nine hammers. In his guess, Xiang Zeyu could hit at least thirty hammers, and there was a slight deviation in the accuracy of Xiang Zeyu's ninth hammer. It's just pretending that he really can only hit nine hammers.

During the purification process, although Xiang Zeyu was not proficient in some places and there were a few flaws in the connection, but overall it was not completed very well. It only took a few days to do this. No one said that Xiang Zeyu was a casting genius. People don't believe it, but everyone feels sorry for Xiang Zeyu. Blacksmithing is just a humble occupation in the whole continent.

　late again...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)