The Spider King Of Douluo Arrives

Chapter 3 Struggle

Looking at the dishes on the dinner table, Tang Hao sat down unceremoniously, grabbed the bowls and chopsticks and stuffed the rice and vegetables into his mouth.

Qin Wei and Tang San glanced at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and then took up the bowl and chopsticks to eat.

After a while, the dishes on the table were wiped out by the three of them. Looking at Tang Hao’s contented smile, Tang San looked at Tang Hao carefully and asked, “Dad, the Martial Soul awakening ceremony will take place in three days, me?”

“Ask me for a few small things! You decide for yourself!” Tang Hao said coldly.

Upon seeing this, Qin Wei patted Tang San on the shoulder, and nodded towards Tang San, saying that he would go with him in three days, so don’t worry.

Tang Hao just got up and went to sleep in the house.

“Dad.” Tang San called out suddenly.

Tang Hao turned his head and looked impatiently.

Tang San pointed to the black-stained railroad in the corner: “Dad, I am six years old. Can you teach me to forge, you are old, and I will be able to take over your job in the future.”

Tang Hao muttered with dull eyes, “Blacksmith, that’s fine.” Then he took a tattered seat from the side and sat on it, looking at Tang San and said, “I ask you what a blacksmith is?”

Tang San thought for a moment, and said, “The one who can create the divine tool is a good blacksmith.”

A trace of contempt flashed in Tang Hao’s eyes. After all, he was still a child, and said, “Then tell me, what is a divine tool?”

“This?” Just when Tang San was thinking about it, Qin Wei said, “A divine tool made of ordinary iron.”

Tang Hao looked at Qin Wei and nodded, and said, “Yes! Only a divine tool made of Fantie can be called a divine craftsman.”

“Have you really decided? It’s too late to regret now.” Tang Hao looked at Tang San and asked.

Tang San looked at Tang Hao firmly, “Dad, I’m willing to give it a try.”

Tang Hao looked at Tang San unexpectedly, then placed the pig iron by the stove next to the bellows, pulled the bellows, lit the charcoal fire, and then forged it.

After Tang Hao finished this, he went back to the room to sleep without looking back.

Only Tang San and Qin Wei were left. Qin Wei came to the front of the bellows and pulled the bellows. The charcoal flames immediately burned, enveloping the pig iron.

Looking at the burning charcoal fire, Tang San recalled his previous life, Tang Clan’s top Hidden Weapons, most of which were forged by himself, and the top Hidden Weapons of Tang Clan, such as the Buddha Fury Tang Lian, were quite costly. His ten years of effort.

Tang San clamped the red-hot pig iron with iron tongs and placed it on the ground. The hammer that Tang Hao usually casts was taller than Tang San.

Tang San grasped the hammer and silently used the mysterious power, although he didn’t break through the first layer.

Dangdangdang.

Lying on the bed, Tang Hao stood up fiercely and looked at Tang San who was wielding an iron hammer. There was a bit of surprise in his eyes. Is this natural supernatural power?

Casting was an extremely slow process, but Tang San regarded it as an exercise for his body. In the next two days, that piece of pig iron was less than one-third the size of itself. During this period, Qin Wei also took a piece of pig iron about the size of Tang San from the side, and silently forged it. Somehow he was also a person who had learned Xuantian Gong, so he had to keep up with the protagonist’s rhythm anyway. I didn’t know, I was shocked when I took it. I didn’t expect this hammer to be so heavy that I didn’t even pick it up for the first time.

This made Tang San who was resting beside him also laughed loudly, Qin Wei quietly used his own strength, and then reluctantly picked it up. After three or four hammers, his arm was so sore that he didn’t have any strength. It seemed that he wasn’t the material for a blacksmith!

Nothing compares to the protagonist. Others have a Gold Finger to pass through. I am a poor and white person, and finally pass through it once, but I didn’t expect that he couldn’t even carry a hammer. That’s right, he was a Tang Clan disciple in his previous life, but he was a serious cultural person in his previous life. Except for the miscellaneous dishes in the restaurant, who has experienced this.

For the next two days, Qin Wei kept watching how Tang San forged. According to the method Tang San handed over to own, Qin Wei was finally able to swing 30 consecutive hammers from the first three or four hammers to the current one. A few hammers, although it couldn’t be compared with Tang San, it was also a great improvement.

All this was seen by Tang Hao, his own son turned out to be Xiantian supernatural power, but he didn’t know what Martial Soul was. Is it the same as own? Although there is a big gap between Serena’s son and own son, it can be seen from the situation these days that this is also a hard-working child. If he can become a soul master, in time, he will surely become a character of a generation.

“Third Brother, have you finished your tempering?” Qin Wei looked at Tang San’s iron bar, which was less than one-third the size, and was looking at own. He didn’t even get half of it. Sure enough, the protagonist’s halo is cowhide!

Tang Hao came out of the room at this moment, looked at the iron block in Tang San’s hands, and nodded involuntarily. Contrary to Own’s expectation, I did not expect Own’s son to be able to accomplish all this. Tang Hao looked at the iron block in Qin Wei’s hand, and said solemnly, “Although it is the first time, it is already remarkable. In time, it will definitely succeed.”

Qin Wei looked at Tang Hao and said, “I have to harden the iron, and this day will come.”

Tang Hao looked at Qin Wei with bright eyes: “A good iron striker has to be hard! Remember, no matter what opponent you encounter in the future, don’t give up!”

“Little San, Xiaowei. Grandpa is here to pick you up!” At this time, the old village chief Jack came to Tang Hao’s home.

Today is the day when Martial Soul, the child of Saint Soul Village, awakens. The old village chief Jack, who has been waiting for a long time in the village, has not waited for a long time. Only then went to Tang Hao’s house to have a look.

“Old Jack, what’s the matter?” Tang Hao said coldly.

Village Chief Jack angrily said to Tang Hao: “Tang Hao! Do you know what day it is? Today is the day when the children Martial Soul awakens, and the master of Martial Soul Hall is coming soon. If the time is lost, you will bear it. Are you responsible! I’m here to pick them up.”

“Then go!” Tang Hao returned to his own room after speaking, and soon there was a snoring sound.

Old Jack had long been surprised at this, Tang San asked in doubt, “What is Martial Soul Awakening, Grandpa Jack?”

Old Jack said with a serious face: “Everyone will have their own Martial Soul. Everyone will have Martial Soul awakening when they are six years old. With Martial Soul you will get a lot of Ascension in some aspect of yourself. If you have soul power , That will become a soul master. A hundred years ago, there was a soul saint here, so it was called the holy soul village. The awakening ceremony only happens once a year, this time it is from the Martial Soul branch of Notting City Master Deacon came to do it himself, he is a great soul master!”

Speaking of this, Old Jack couldn’t help being a little envious. You must know that since a soul sage appeared here a hundred years ago, there has never been a soul master. I wonder if a soul master will be born this time? You must know that on the mainland, only those inheritors of Sect can have soul power. For a holy soul village with a population of only more than 300 people, it is a miracle to appear.