Douluo: My spirit is the earth

clang!

clang!

clang!

The sound of the impact of steel was very clear and had an inexplicable rhythm, just like a field performance.

But there was also a dull clang sound all around, and the technique was very clumsy, destroying the vague beauty.

A smelting furnace contained coal that looked like gold, and the crimson flame suddenly swelled like a blooming peony.

Next to the smelting furnace, a boy with a square face, only 1.4 meters tall, looked seriously at the palm-long iron block on the forging table.

He held a forging hammer with a calf-thick body in one hand. His legs were slightly tense. The force was transferred to his waist and his body leaned back. His shoulders and arms shook. His whole body seemed to swing once in a wave. The next moment, the forging hammer struck hard. Hit it on the pig iron block above the forging table.

clang!

There was another crisp sonorous sound, and after sparks flew everywhere, the pig iron block that was burning red and glowing like honey suddenly flattened down.

Tang San raised the hammer high again, working hard to practice the random cloak hammering technique that Tang Hao taught him.

Time continues to pass, and the sound of blacksmithing around is no longer chaotic, and even stops one after another.

Blacksmithing is a very physically demanding job. You must keep your body recovering, otherwise it will not only harm your body, but also reduce the quality of the forging, delay the completion time, and achieve half the result with twice the effort.

A group of blacksmiths left the forging room and walked towards the sales office outside. A burly, round-faced man's clothes clung to his body when he walked. His clothes were all soaked, but there would be sparks flying when forging. , he had to wear an animal skin apron to work in such a hot forge room.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of blacksmithing was still ringing, and the round-faced man looked slightly startled and shouted towards Tang San, "Tang San, let's go, it's time to rest."

Tang San's eyes were still staring at the iron block on the forging table. Now the volume of this piece of pig iron has been reduced by half, but it is still far from being able to forge out all the impurities inside. Moreover, Tang Hao once told him that the magic craftsman can Forging artifacts out of mortal iron was his goal!

"No need, you go ahead!" Tang San said without even looking back.

Another strong man next to him pulled the clothes of the round-faced strong man, and the two walked outside together. Countless equipment was hung on the walls of the fifty-square-meter blacksmith shop, and the exquisite silver-white armor reflected the figure. Sharp long sword, heavy and domineering huge machete...

These are all equipment used by soul masters. The soul skills of low-level soul masters are relatively rare. Having weapons can make the powerful body blessed by soul power cause extraordinary damage. Those armors can even withstand soul skills, even if they reach a higher level. level, the equipment still has powerful effects.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of blacksmithing could still be heard, and these men couldn't help but talk.

"Tang San is really hardworking! Especially today, it seems like he worked his whole life. If my child can be so diligent, I can laugh out of my dreams."

"Who says otherwise? Tang San will definitely become a famous blacksmith in the future!"

"Blacksmith? Stop making trouble. What's the future of a blacksmith? Unless he can become a divine craftsman! Tang San is a soul master. Working with us now is just a kind of training. The equipment they forge is of better quality, and they can hold much more weapons than us. With his salary and his serious energy, he will definitely become a powerful soul master in the future!"

"Yes, yes, it was a slip of the tongue. Hey, soul masters, why aren't we soul masters?"

"Wake up, this thing is innate, don't think too much, take a good rest and continue to forge!"

Tang San was unmoved by the sounds outside. Although he had done a good job now, it was not enough!

An Yichen woke him up. Although Yu Xiaogang said that it was the result of squeezing the body to practice, it surpassed him after all!

An eight-year-old child actually asked a man who was 40 years old in his two lifetimes to give in!

But he had to retreat due to the situation at that time. He knew that the other party was extremely powerful, had an unknown special ability that could defend against his hidden weapons, and had a strange pace that seemed to be like a harmony between man and nature. He had more soul power than him, and more soul skills. One more than he was, he was surpassed.

He was not sure of defeating An Yichen, and he actually lost temporarily to an eight-year-old child!

Especially since he didn't know what the other party was hiding.

After the other party left, he completely figured it out. Putting aside the contempt due to his age, and seeing the other party's strength head-on, Tang San discovered that An Yichen's previous weirdness was all a disguise.

This is a very dangerous guy!

Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes narrowed, and then he shook his head. No matter whether An Yichen will be disabled in the future, the most important thing is to work hard to do your best. Only by working hard to make yourself stronger can you face everything and find your own. Father or even mother.

Driving away the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Tang San threw himself into forging again. He was a soul master. Although this kind of long-term work was hard, it did not exceed his limit. Any skill required thousands of tempers, and his hammering technique was the same. in this way.

……

A pair of big round black eyes are looking at you. The chubby face protrudes half the width of the face, with a hint of bright red in the center. The small red lips are not as big as one eye, and there is a pair of sky-blocking eyes above it. pink bunny ears.

As the screen panned left and right, the round face became so big that it occupied a large field of view on one side, and three times smaller on the other side, and the whole face was completely distorted.

A little girl about 1.5 meters tall wearing a Notting school uniform was lying on the white sheets without taking off her shoes. She bent her legs and a pair of small leather shoes were swinging up and down.

The little girl held up the sheets with her arms and her face with her left hand. She tilted her head and looked at the white glass ball in front of her. She moved her right hand around in boredom. She missed him on the first day she left.

Now there are several fewer students in the seventh house, and other people dare to play with her. Everyone in the college bullied her, so boring~

blah blah blah...

The footsteps came closer, and the small leather shoes distributed by the college and the floor made a dull sound. Perhaps it was because the walkers were a little tired, which made this heavy feeling even stronger.

Xiao Wu ignored the voice. She was still looking at the crystal ball in front of her with somewhat dull eyes. Just last night, her soul power reached level [-].

This should have been a very happy thing, because her strength had increased again, but she couldn't be happy at all.

Because An Yichen left without taking her with him, she was sad and also lost the opportunity to improve quickly.

After the soul beast transforms into an adult, she needs to practice with someone. How fast the other person's cultivation speed is, how fast she can improve. If the other person's cultivation level improves quickly, as long as the two of them are together often, she can also get faster. Cultivation increases speed.

An Yichen left after becoming a great soul master, and Tang San was only at level eighteen now, so she couldn't be promoted at all.

It’s so painful not being able to automatically improve your cultivation for half a year!

She needed to replenish her soul, but her soul replenishing treasure ran away...