Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 92 Building a Cold Weapon
"Good boy, I thought you were small, and it was difficult to swing a hammer. Who would have thought that you are obviously born with supernatural power!"

A group of strong men stood behind Golmud, looking at the knocked out discus on the table, they all gave their thumbs up.

"Little guy, you should be a famous soul master. Seeing that you have such strength at such a young age, I am afraid that you must have a dozen levels!?!"

Not everyone can become a soul master, even in this metal city, less than one tenth of them can become a soul master, and most blacksmiths only rely on their skills to forge and manufacture iron.

And that kind of so-called genius is even rarer, and most people have never seen it.

"Well, Uncle is so smart, you guessed it all." Ma Hongjun said with a smile: "And my martial soul is still of fire attribute, so it's just right for me to learn casting."

"Fire attribute martial soul?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Can you show it?"

Ma Xiaopang didn't say much, just opened his hand, and there was a flame in his palm, and this small flame seemed weak, but it was much hotter than the vigorous fire in the furnace.

"So strong!"

Finally, after receiving the envious eyes of everyone, Ma Xiaopang did not receive any preferential treatment, and continued to start his career as a blacksmith.

But this time it's not just blacksmithing, it also includes shaping.

The step of shaping looks simple, but it is a delicate task. It is not only necessary to accurately control the strength, but also carefully control the angle of the beating. It is a skillful task that requires strength and skill.

Ding!
Ding! !

In the entire Gengxin City, except for a little quietness in the middle of the night, the sound of hammers beating on every corner of the street was almost uninterrupted.

And there are also many people who come to Gengxin City to buy equipment, and there are people coming in and out every day, which can be described as an endless stream.

And Ma Xiaopang and others also began to gradually adapt to this environment, from beating with brute force at the beginning, to gradually knowing how to use soul power to control the strength, and finally striking on the pig iron skillfully.

To become a formal apprentice, it is easy to say, but also difficult to say, that is to independently forge a weapon, no matter how big or small, as long as it is tempered and qualified, you can become an apprentice.

And now that a month has passed, Ma Xiaopang has not yet completed the requirements, and his soul power has increased by one level.

"I didn't expect the foundry to be so complicated."

Seeing that the iron block he had tempered so hard was accidentally knocked off by himself again, Ma Hongjun wiped his sweat speechlessly, and simply walked to Golmud and the others, carefully observing their forging process.

Ding!
"Strength is used to forge iron, but if you want to make it into a weapon, you must not use brute force." Golmud explained to Ma Xiaopang while beating: "Blindly beating is useless, you must learn to use ingenuity, Just like your fire attribute martial soul, when the soul power increases, the power of the flame will increase, and it may even hurt yourself. When the soul power decreases, although the power will become smaller, it will not hurt yourself."

Golmud is the only soul master in the Iron King Guild. Although he is old, he is very slack in the practice of soul power, but he is only a soul master, and he devotes all his time to blacksmithing.

"Thank you for your teaching, the boy understands."

Ma Xiaopang smiled and nodded, observed carefully for a while, and then walked to the side of the other blacksmiths to continue observing.

At the same time, the other people are almost doing the same thing. With the support of soul power, even auxiliary soul masters like Lanzhi and Yu Min can carry a sledgehammer, and they are not at that age at all. Duan should be a lady.

"Made, this thing is too complicated!"

Zhang Fei angrily threw the hammer aside. This is already the No. 18 iron embryo that he had broken. Up to now, he has not even knocked out a decent shape, except for the round one, which is still round. And it's the kind of irregular circle.

Boom, the hammer on the side floated up by itself, and slammed on Zhang Fei's forehead, causing him to scream in pain.

"What are you doing, old man!"

The old man on the side didn't turn his head, but beat the iron embryo while using soul power to control the hammer and smashed Zhang Fei three or four times.

"You guys are young and vigorous. Since you have chosen to learn to blacksmith, that hammer is your weapon and an indispensable part of you. Wouldn't throwing him off mean breaking your own arm?"

The old man is Zhang Fei's current master, an old blacksmith, and a soul master. He is the only one in the entire blacksmith shop. His daily pleasure in life is forging iron. He likes to forge iron tools. All of them are hammers, pliers, etc. kind of tool.

"I know old guy, stop now, your head will crack if you hit it again."

Zhang Fei painfully propped up his martial soul defense, but facing this ordinary hammer, he couldn't defend at all, and his defense was broken in two or three hits.

"Did you understand what I just said?" the old man continued to ask.

"I get it, I get it, I really get it, please let me go, I absolutely love my weapons."

Zhang Fei was chased and knocked by the hammer. He was obviously a great defensive soul master, but he couldn't stop the small hammer at all.

The same thing happened in several other smithies.

Although Fang Ying is a girl, she is the most conscientious. Every day except eating and sleeping, she has never stopped working hard on her hands. Her originally fair and moist little hands are now slightly dark. The color of the skin also gradually changed.

However, her willpower has not slackened in the slightest. Ever since she lost to Ma Xiaopang in a two-on-one with Werna, her self-esteem has been hit unimaginably.

"Take a break, little girl. It's not reckless to build a weapon. It's useless to have perseverance. It's more about the details." The old blacksmith on the side couldn't bear it, so he comforted him: "Calm down and feel your every moment carefully." The change of the iron embryo after hitting a hammer."

After hearing this, Fang Ying took a deep breath, the hammer in her hand paused for a moment, and then continued to strike.

This time, every time she hit the hammer, she would pause for a moment, carefully feel the rhythm of the hammer falling on the iron embryo, and then control the strength and continue to hit.

But Annie's side is even more interesting. He even uses ice to cool the iron embryos. Although the damage to the iron embryos is several times that of others, the effect is several times better than others.

Even the master craftsman on the side was amazed, as the cold air and the fire alternated, the shape of the iron embryo gradually took on a silky appearance.

Just like that, the time limit of three months approached in the blink of an eye, and in a few days they would leave for Wuhun City.

"Sigh, it's so difficult to get an apprenticeship certificate. I almost fell short at the last step. Fortunately, I was resourceful and quickly threw it into the furnace, so I could barely cast it into shape..."

Ge Chunfeng fell on the bed exhausted. Just this afternoon, he finally got the certificate of apprenticeship, and at the same time, his soul power was raised by one level.

At this point, there was only one day left before the assessment deadline.

Apart from Ma Xiaopang, Ge Chunfeng was the ninth to complete the assessment.

Qin An on the side said with concern: "I said Captain, tomorrow is the last day, are you sure?"

During this period of time, apart from working in the Iron King Guild, Ma Xiaopang was just cultivating his soul power, and he spent more time trying to temper himself.

At this time, he has grown a lot taller than three months ago, and although he has gained weight, his figure looks a lot thinner, and his round belly is a little deflated.

(End of this chapter)