Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 18: Ninety-Nine Returning to One Hammering Method Begins to Show Its Power, Mo Lang Ren Hammers into One!

"You? Don't make trouble, kid. This is not the place for a rich kid like you to come. If you want to pick up girls, you can go to other places. I won't be able to afford to hurt a delicate young man like you."

Seeing Mo Lang dressed like a kid from a rich family and Xiao Wu standing beside him, Shi San frowned, and a look of disdain even flashed in his eyes, obviously thinking that Mo Lang was a kid from a rich family who came out to pick up girls.

"Hahaha, that's right, I think you can't even lift a casting hammer, right? You still want to show off your strength in front of other little girls, don't be ashamed, go home quickly."

The other blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop couldn't help laughing too.

Mo Lang didn't speak, but squinted his eyes, picked up the forging hammer Tang San was holding just now, and slammed it down on the iron block Tang San forged just now.

boom!
There was only a loud bang, which made everyone's scalps tingle, and even Mo Lang himself felt his jaws ache from the shock.

He didn't expect that the ninety-nine return to one hammer method would be so fierce.

You must know that under the transformation of the power of the stars, your physical fitness has long been different from what it used to be. Even the physical fitness of these blacksmiths may not be as good as your own. This simple hammer consumes so much!

But this seemingly simple blow, only Mo Lang understood that at that moment, all the muscles in his body were exerting force, and his arm was thrown out like a tail.

Pull the hair and move the whole body!

If Mo Lang hadn't restrained his own strength, if he hit with all his strength, maybe the blacksmith's shop would collapse immediately.

Click!

Just when everyone was surprised by Mo Lang's strength, the forging hammer in Mo Lang's hand suddenly made a cracking sound.

Whoa!

Immediately under the eyes of everyone, the forging hammer in Mo Lang's hand showed several cracks, and then the forging hammer instantly turned into a pile of broken iron pieces and fell to the ground. At the same time, the piece of pig iron on the forging platform also exposed to the public eye.

The original piece of pig iron, which was the size of two fists, directly turned into a discus under Mo Lang's hammer!
As we all know, forging pig iron does not mean that the greater the strength, the better, but requires certain skills, otherwise the pig iron will directly split and become scrap iron.

"Sure enough, even if you have mastered the god-level forging technique without the corresponding proficiency, you can't forge a good weapon."

Looking at the dense cracks on the discus, Mo Lang muttered to himself, and at the same time he became more determined to come to the blacksmith to learn.

The people around were dumbfounded and stood aside dumbfounded.

"This is who the child is, how can the strength be so terrifying, one hammer can smash a piece of pig iron into a discus, and even crack a casting hammer that can withstand three thousand catties, my God, am I not here? Are you dreaming?!"

"Ouch! I'm stupid! Why are you pinching my thigh!"

"I want to see if I'm dreaming."

"roll!"

Seeing this scene, Shi San's eyes were about to pop out, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After discovering that the person was not a hallucination, he swallowed hard again, and looked at Mo Lang like a monster.

"Boss, how is my strength? If I'm not satisfied, I'll do it again, but if I use all my strength, I won't be responsible if your shop collapses."

Looking at Shi San who was showing off his face, Mo Lang clapped his hands, rubbed the cracked tiger's mouth, tilted his head and smiled jokingly.

"Don't, don't, don't! I admit that you are very powerful, but forging doesn't just have to be strong..."

"Of course I know that forging is not all about strength. I'm just telling you that I can handle a hammer. If you don't believe that I can forge, give me another piece of pig iron and I'll show you."

Before Shi San could evade, Mo Lang waved his hand and said.

He was careless just now, if he controlled his strength well and cooperated with the nine-nine-to-one hammer method, he believed that he didn't need to hit nine hammers, maybe three hammers would have the effect Tang San hit just now, and it might even be better!

"Okay, I'd like to see what other skills you have." Seeing what Mo Lang said, Shi San's curiosity was aroused.

The more important thing is that if this kid can also forge, then I have picked up a treasure today. If two blacksmiths who can forge join, the output of my shop will also increase. At that time, it will not be me who will make money?
"Little San helps Brother pull the bellows, Brother Lang will show you a hand." Watching Shi San bring another piece of pig iron the size of a human head, Mo Lang rolled up his sleeves and said to Tang San who was beside him.

"Okay, Brother Lang!"

Tang San also looked at Mo Lang very curiously, but he had never heard of Mo Lang's forging technique, let alone saw Duo Mo Lang blacksmithing. When he saw Mo Lang calling himself, he immediately walked over to pull up the bellows.

"almost."

Mo Lang saw that the pig iron was burning red, and immediately picked up a new forging hammer, and at the same time activated the golden pupil. The burnt red pig iron in front of him suddenly looked like a woman who had been stripped naked. It is clearly visible under the pupil.

With the blessing of the ninety-nine return to one hammer method, Mo Lang's heart is like a mirror, what strength he should use, and where the forging hammer should fall.

If you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait!
when!
Mo Lang raised the forging hammer in his hand, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the forging hammer in his hand. Without any hesitation, he smashed it hard on the piece of pig iron, making a deafening sound.

When the first hammer hit, the piece of pig iron immediately became smoother and rounder, and its volume became smaller as visible to the naked eye. What's more, under this hammer, the other rough side seemed to turn over on its own initiative. , waiting for Mo Lang's "favor".

"Increase the temperature!"

Without waiting for everyone to be surprised, Mo Lang said something quickly, Tang San pulled the bellows even harder when he heard this, and in an instant Mo Lang's second hammer smashed down again with a whistling sound!

Dang!

The second hammer fell, and the sound of the collision between the forging hammer and the red-hot pig iron sounded again, and at the same time, sparks flew everywhere, making people daunting.

Everyone in the blacksmith's shop, including Tang San and Xiao Wu, just stared at the red-hot pig iron, they were shocked to find that with just two hammers, the pig iron was actually a circle smaller!
"Come again!"

I thought Mo Lang would stop, but Mo Lang didn't, obviously wanting to see how many hammers he could throw.

Or he wanted to see what this piece of pig iron would look like after he returned to one with nine hammers!
when!when!when!
Three more hammers were thrown, and Mo Lang became more and more proficient in smashing. The whole figure seemed to be integrated with the forging hammer in his hand. There is me in you, and you in me.

If the forging hammer in Tang San's Disorderly Cloaking Wind Hammer just now seemed to have been revived, then in the eyes of everyone at this moment, Mo Lang, he and the forging hammer are no longer distinguishable!
It has reached the realm of the unity of human and hammer!

(End of this chapter)