Chapter 95: Talented Ones, Wait for Me!
r of the meteorite. 。The next instant, the meteorite shattered with a thunderous roar. Li Yaoyao let out a delicate cry, her delicate body softly collapsing from within the meteorite. 。A strand of azu...This chapter is also the last chapter of the first volume of the simplified edition, and a climax like a storm is coming, are you ready
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Mu Xi had been watching from the sidelines, her eyes cold. Although she was unhappy that this person, younger than herself, was receiving more attention, she had to admit that the other's mental fortitude and cultivation were better than hers. If it were her, taking the third-level exam would definitely take more time to calm her mind. After all, forging a thousand times and forging a hundred times are not the same concept at all. Without truly integrating and understanding them, it was impossible to complete the task.
"The master assessor said: "The assessment for a Level 3 Blacksmith is only one thing: the Thousand Forging. You can choose any metal to complete the Thousand Forgings. The level of completion of the Thousand Forgings, and the difficulty level of the metal you choose, will determine your final score."
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"Yes!" Tang Wulin respectfully replied, turning to the metal rack beside him.
The assessment, must pass!
He just glanced around and picked up the piece of silver from the top.
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Among rare metals, he was most familiar with silver. Silver was also his first piece to achieve a thousand forgings. Although the forging difficulty of this rare metal was more challenging than many other metals in terms of quality, Tang Wulin had become very proficient in the structure of silver and the way to communicate with it through several focused immersions.
Mu Chen and Cen Yue were both surprised to see that the forge held silver. Mu Xi's eyes gleamed with anger, this guy was too arrogant. Silver Even a fourth-level blacksmith wouldn't dare try to smelt silver every time they forged it. This is a very rare and difficult-to-forge metal!
The assessor kindly reminded, "Tang Wulin, are you sure you want to choose this one Although you refined silver during your hundred forges, I must remind you that a thousand forges and a hundred forges are completely different. It's not just a difference in quantity, but a process of imbuing the metal with a soul. You should think carefully about it."
"I'm sure." Tang Wulin said calmly, but his gaze never left the silver in front of him.
Skilledly, Tang Wulin placed the silver card on the forging anvil, sinking it, burning it, and heating it. Tang Wulin's own breathing began to adjust slightly as well.
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Everything outside was gone in this moment, all that remained in his eyes was the piece of silver on the forge.
He seemed to be able to hear the clanging of Silver burning with a coarse breath, to feel its desire to grow stronger deep within it, just as he did.
Through a hundred forges it becomes steel, through a thousand tempers it enters the soul.
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Tang Wulin spread his hands on both sides of his body, and two dim gray lights appeared. Two thousand-forged heavy silver hammers fell into his grasp.
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After days of forging, this blood-forged double hammer had already become part of his body. The spiral pattern on the hammer handle fit perfectly with his palm, a feeling of perfect fusion like water.
Mu Chen and Cen Yue, with their sharp eyes, froze for a moment when he took out the heavy silver hammer.
How could they not know the weight of silver forged deep in the earth To be used as a hammer, it would have to be at least one hundred times refined. The weight of these hammers is unimaginable. Yet, in Tang Wulin's hands, they felt light as a feather.
Holding his dual hammers, Tang Wulin quietly felt the breath emanating from the silver ingot being heated by the fire. Suddenly, he lightly tapped the forging anvil with his right hammer. The silver ingot, already scorched a deep red, slowly rose.
There was no prelude at all. Tang Wulin swung his left hammer out immediately.
“Ding, ding, ding!” Three sharp sounds echoed throughout the blacksmith’s forge. The deafening clamor, a near-continuous hammering sound, sent sparks flying from the silver being worked, and similarly, sparks flew from the hearts of Mu Chen and Cen Yue, two master blacksmiths.
A hammer that's forged with layered effects A layered forging hammer With a thousand forgings His heavy silver hammer is actually one forged a thousand times How much would it weigh then
How powerful is he
While they were stunned on the spot, Tang Wulin's right fist hammer was already swung out.
"Clank, clank, clank!" Three booming sounds rang out once more.
Then, Tang Wulin wielded his Blood Sacrificed Thousand Forging Silver Hammer, smashing into the silver ingot before him like a raging storm.
His arms swung with powerful force, the entire anvil trembling and groaning beneath his hammer blows. Yet he himself stood firm as a mountain, particularly his eyes, which reflected only the glint of silver and unwavering focus.
The familiar sounds of silver being forged brought him focus, listening intently to each hammer blow, each clang resonating with his own joyous song. Impurities were gradually purged, the interior merging point by point.
Under the mighty hammering of the blood-forged silver hammer, this piece of silver was shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Tang Wulin's silver hammer was incredibly heavy. Coupled with the stacking effect of his hammer skill, a single swing was equivalent to the impact of ten thousand-forged tungsten steel hammers.
To ensure the success of this exam, he could no longer afford to care about anything else. Only this pair of silver hammers could unleash his true potential.
After Tang Wulin wielded his three hammers, Mu Xi was completely stunned.
As the daughter of a master artisan, how could she not know what hammering meant And the sound of those forging hammers falling on silver was enough to demonstrate the weight of the hammers themselves. And that Tang Wulin, his control over this pair of hammers had already reached the level of effortless command. How powerful would one have to be to achieve such a feat
Ironically, he had once even attempted to challenge him to a forging duel in the academy. How could he possibly compare to the skill displayed before his eyes The understanding of silver ore, the control over force—it was all beyond his reach.
A solid piece of silver, under Tang Wulin's forging like a raging storm yet steady as a mountain, gradually shrunk. The silvery gleam on the silver faded, replaced by swirling clouds of profound depth.
Tang Wulin's heart was very still, calm as water. At this moment, all other emotions were cast aside by him, and only when he wholeheartedly focused on forging would he enter such a state. With his spirit unified, he forged the metal before him, and simultaneously forged his own mental strength.
“Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding…” The hammer fell quickly, each blow as heavy as the last. Yet with every strike, it landed perfectly. There was no need to pause or adjust. A pair of thousand-forged silver hammers, like two balls of silver light, enveloped the block of silver, constantly compressing, condensing, and refining it.
It has already been three months since Thousand Refinement, and in these three months, this was Tang Wulin's first attempt to Thousand Refinance again.
Three months of hard work, three months of refining one's soul power and mastering one's strength, three months of growth, all erupted in this forging.
“Bang, bang, bang!” The final blow was delivered by the right hammer. Three thunderous booms echoed after. The silver-colored chunk had shrunk to a third of its size. The crimson almost vanished at the same time, replaced by dark, swirling cloud patterns that seemed about to erupt.
Tang Wulin's forehead and body were already covered in sweat. His hands, holding the silver hammer, moved slightly, unloading their weight, then transforming into two beams of light that were absorbed into the bracelet on his wrist.
The ringing of the hammer against metal still echoed in the room, otherwise the forge was silent.
It was too fast, simply too fast. From the start of forging to the end, it only took half the time. That was lead! A piece of lead with such density had already been forged a thousand times.
The assessor didn't even need to approach. With her experience, she could easily give this thousand-forged silver a perfect score. The ever-present dark cloud patterns had already cleared
"Double hammers. What a fine pair of double hammers. Meng can really afford to spend." Cen Yue praised.
But Mu Chen's eyes were fixed on Tang Wulin, watching the focus in his eyes gradually fade.
"These silver hammers, you forged them yourself, didn't you" Mu Chen asked.
"Hmm." Tang Wulin nodded. But after making the sound, he regretted it, but it was too late. His concentration just now had left him with little ability to think.
Mu Chen smiled, “Only by forging it oneself and offering a blood sacrifice can one achieve true harmony. Congratulations, from this moment on, you are a Level 3 Forger.”
There's no need for an assessor to give a score, in fact, they can't. This kind of thousand forging, even if it were assessed by a fourth-grade blacksmith as a basic assessment, would be a full score. It only needs other skill assessments to be completed.
Of course, the assessment for a Level Four Forge Master isn't just about forging one metal a thousand times. It requires continuously forging three types of metals designated by the association for a thousand times each, and shaping them into specific forms to pass. With Tang Wulin's current power and soul power, it's still impossible.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Wulin blushed slightly as he said to Mu Chen, "Thank you, President."
Mu Chen smiled faintly, "No need to thank me, you weren't cultivated by the association. Everything you have is earned through your own hard work. I am glad that you are in Donghai City. From now on, you are a third-level blacksmith, also known as a master blacksmith. Although I don't want you to be proud because of this, I still have to tell you, you are the youngest third-level blacksmith in the history of the continent."
Tang Wulin was stunned, and only then did he understand why his teacher had always been unwilling to let him take the third-level assessment.
"As the holder of this honor, the East China Sea Branch will also be honored by you. If you need any help from the Association, the Association will help you to the best of its ability."
Tang Wulin hesitated for a moment, then raised his head again, his eyes now filled with determination. “President, I want to apply for a loan from the association. I don’t know if that’s possible”
Mu Chen wasn't surprised by his words. He had already guessed that Tang Wulin's arrival this time was definitely for a purpose.
"What's the reason for the loan"
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Tang Wulin clenched his fists, "I need to get stronger. I need to buy some things to improve myself. That means I need money."
Mu Chen said: "Can you tell me what you want to buy In Donghai City, our association still has some channels, perhaps we can save you some expenses."
Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, then said: “A century-old ice crystal fruit, a century-old crimson flame fruit, and ten drops of blood from a soul beast with dragon bloodline that is over a hundred years old.”
The moment he stepped out of the college cafeteria, he had a bold idea.
With his, Xie Xin and Gu Yue's strength. He was obviously no match for the three soul masters from Class One Year One who had possessed two spirit rings. However, if he could absorb some of the essence of the Golden Dragon King and control that powerful force of the Golden Dragon King, maybe even causing his own spirit to mutate, there might be a chance.
How much he wished he could become stronger, not to drag down his teammates!
A week's time, if becoming a Tier 3 blacksmith, completing the task with all his might, perhaps he could save enough money. A Tier 3 blacksmith, in the Association should have more privileges, so, he applied for a loan.
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He will participate in this most important promotion match with his comrades, having absorbed the essence of the Golden Dragon King!
Mu Chen looked at him with deep eyes, "The spirit fruit may have a reverse effect on the body. Do you know that"
Tang Wulin said, “I know. I’m confident.”
Mu Chen nodded. "Okay, these three things, the association will find for you. As for their value, you can offset it with the mission."
Tang Wulin looked at Mu Chen, this moment, he only felt a flame rising in his heart!
The students of Grade One, Class One, are waiting for me!o store a soul in advance and absorb it when they advanced! The massive Tyrannosaurus Rex figure gradually shrunk, and on Tang Wulin's blue-silver emperor vine, which was originally bright blue,...