Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 93 A Hammer

"Come on, Captain!"

"Yeah, you can do such a simple thing!" Ge Chunfeng and others also cheered on.

Today was the last day. Except for Fang Ying, among the few people who had completed the task, none of the other eight returned to the blacksmith guild.

The name is to cheer up the team leader Ma Hongjun and tell him not to be too nervous, but in fact, everyone's expressions are inexplicably strange, with evil smiles on their faces, as if they are waiting for some good news.

Ma Xiaopang gave everyone a blank look, then walked in with big strides.

Isn't it just to create a well-formed weapon? My master, I knew it a month ago, but you still want to see me laugh?
"Are you also here to participate in the assessment?"

The three examiners of the Blacksmiths Association were all shocked. This is clearly a child who dares to come to participate in the assessment! ? !

"Interesting, what number is this?"

One of the assessors stroked his beard amusedly, and squinted his eyes at Ma Hongjun.

"Little guy, how old are you?"

Ma Xiaopang smiled and said, "Uncle, seven and a half years old, I'm here to participate in the blacksmith apprenticeship examination."

"You came to participate in the apprentice assessment at the age of seven and a half, are you also a famous soul master?" The examiner continued to ask with a smile.

From their point of view, the only person who came to take part in the blacksmith apprenticeship examination at the age of seven was a soul master.

Otherwise, ordinary children would not be able to wield that big hammer.

"Yes, the kid is a famous soul master."

The three examiners looked at each other, smiled at each other, and then pointed to the stove at the right rear, where the fire was burning.

"Then let's start your performance. We also want to see if you can become a qualified blacksmith apprentice..."

"Good!"

Ma Hongjun rolled up his sleeves, raised his short fiery red hair, and said with a smile: "Then teachers, please be optimistic!"

Ma Hongjun picked up a five-jin iron embryo from the pile of pig iron, picked it up with tongs, and threw it into the stove.

However, looking at the flames in the furnace, Ma Hongjun seemed to feel a little dissatisfied, and directly stretched out his hand to add another fire to the flames.

"What a boy, it's still a fire attribute martial soul!"

One of the examiners was surprised.

"That's right, a Martial Soul with a fire attribute is simply a born blacksmith..." Another examiner also expressed emotion.

The last examiner also stared at Ma Xiaopang's figure, before Jiujiu said: "Yes, at such a young age, he can control the soul power so finely, and it seems that the soul power is not low."

Immediately, the hall fell into a brief silence, only waves of heat hit.

The time has come to the end of April, the snow melts and the water flows, the spring breeze is blowing, and the air is full of lingering fragrance, which is the smell of nature.

And Zhang Fei and others standing in the sun all had playful expressions, as if they were waiting for something good to happen.

"If the captain fails this time, it will be a shame~" Ge Chunfeng covered his mouth and laughed.

"Yeah, Magister Xiong has always been very strict with him. If he fails this time, I don't know how terrible the punishment will be."

Werna also smiled, sitting in the tea room beside her with her arms folded, waiting quietly.

However, the three examiners in the examination hall were stunned in astonishment.

"This... what kind of technique is this, why have I never seen it before!"

"It's actually pouring flames into the iron embryo while striking the casting... This kind of technique has never been encountered by the old man for decades."

The last examiner also couldn't help but said: "How can ordinary soul masters be willing to come to the industry of blacksmithing, and they are also fire-type attack-type martial souls..."

The fiery red iron embryo had already been taken out of the furnace by Ma Hongjun, and after several times of beating and tempering, the iron embryo was already a circle smaller.

The last is casting.

I saw Ma Xiaopang first raised the sledgehammer to strike for a while, and then picked up the delicate small hammer beside it, and began to strike carefully.

The sound was crisp and sweet, clanging softly, echoing throughout the hall.

And with each blow of the hammer, Ma Xiaopang would control his soul power, allowing the flames to envelop the entire iron embryo.

The depth of red that the iron embryo burns will also vary between strikes.

The Martial Spirit controlled by Ma Hongjun was originally a top-notch Fire Attribute Martial Spirit, and the heat of the flames was far beyond imagination.

As soon as it touched it, the iron embryo was burnt red.

And this is equivalent to throwing the iron embryo into the fire and beating it, which is kept in a hot state almost all the time, and makes a hissing sound when it collides with the air, as if the air is ignited.

This is the result of Ma Xiaopang's painstaking research during this period of time.

As early as a month ago, he was able to forge a shaped weapon. In order to be able to control his soul power more delicately, he tried various methods of using soul power to control the flame and the strength of the hammer.

At the same time, he also used the evil fire to temper himself, refining out the impurities in his body, making his body more transparent, and as the impurities were tempered, his soul power flowed more smoothly, and the speed of cultivation also increased a lot .

In the process of cultivation, Ma Xiaopang discovered that every time the iron embryo was taken out, it would solidify quickly, and it had to be put into the furnace to continue quenching.

So he tried to use his own flame to wrap the iron embryo so that it was always in a balanced state, and he kept hitting it with the hammer.

In the process, he also discovered that the iron embryo is more likely to be deformed, and it is not easy to break during the shaping process.

In this way, after a month of painstaking research, Ma Xiaopang was finally able to barely control his own flame, allowing it to wrap around the iron embryo.

However, if the temperature of the flame is a little careless, the iron will melt, so this is a great test for his mental strength.

After practicing every day, he would feel exhausted and drowsy, and would fall asleep when he leaned on the pillow.

However, every time after his mental power was exhausted, he would recover the next day and persist for a little longer. This made Ma Hongjun faintly feel that his mental power seemed to have slightly improved.

Even now, beads of sweat the size of rice grains appeared on Ma Hongjun's forehead. This was not caused by the fire, but entirely due to excessive use of mental power. The more subtle the control, the greater the consumption.

"Valkyrie Body: Fusion!"

Ma Xiaopang quietly merged with the body of the warrior. When the humanoid soul merged into his body, his spirit was shaken, and he felt a lot more awake in an instant, and the control of the flame was much easier.

And as the iron embryo was continuously beaten, it finally gradually took shape, and it turned out to be a hammer!
This hammer is not big, only about thirty centimeters, but the hammer is very heavy. Ma Xiaopang threw pig iron into it several times, although it lost a lot during the tempering process, it still weighed nearly twenty catties.

Another two sticks of incense time passed, and Ma Xiaopang fused the hammer's head and body together, turning it into a hammer made entirely of iron.

For him, the body of the hammer made of wood is not suitable, because it does not conduct heat, and he can control the flame. The iron hammer handle is more effective in transferring heat, so it can be casted better.

"Congratulations, you passed!"

(End of this chapter)