Tang Hao was worried about Yang Ming, fearing that he would hurt himself when using the hammer, and he would not be able to explain to the village chief.
Hiding behind the door, Tang Hao poked his head out and watched Yang Ming standing in front of the iron table, taking off his coat, revealing a healthy wheat-colored skin.
At a young age, he has already developed strong muscles, and has obvious six-pack abs. This is the result of the strict exercise plan that the old village chief Jack has formulated for Yang Ming.
Although they are all the most basic things, they are sometimes the most effective.
In addition, the village chief has fed Yang Ming red fruits these days, and Yang Ming's strength is far beyond that of an adult.
The explosive muscles on his body bulge out like hard granite, with clear edges and corners, full of extraordinary momentum and strength, and the wheat-colored skin shows off his unparalleled strength.
Yang Ming has a cold face, and serious lines appear at the corners of his mouth.
His eyes were piercing, as fierce and swift as an eagle catching a rabbit.
Yang Ming had been in the old Tang family for many years, and he had copied the three magatama Sharingan. He had already known how to forge weapons. He lit the charcoal fire and pulled the bellows methodically and vigorously. The speed was not fast, and he seemed to be quite familiar with the temperature.
"Hu, hu, hu!"
The sound of the bellows rang out, and flames came out of the charcoal furnace, burning the raw iron.
When the raw iron gradually became red, Yang Ming held a dark iron hammer in his hand and hit the concave raw iron underneath fiercely. In the "dang, dang, dang" sound of the knocking, from the shape of the raw iron that was constantly deformed, it can be roughly seen that he was making a gun tip.
The hammer was very heavy, and even an adult would find it difficult to swing it.
Yang Ming mustered up his strength, and the muscles on his arms bulged with blue veins.
Every time the hammer fell, a little spark would come out, reflecting Yang Ming's red face.
Seeing Yang Ming forging weapons skillfully, even though Tang Hao was once a Titled Douluo, he couldn't help but rub his eyes several times to confirm that the Yang Ming in front of him was not someone else pretending to be him, but his real self.
"I have never heard that the village chief has set up a course for forging weapons for Xiao Yang. How can he forge iron?"
It is not terrible that Yang Ming can lift the hammer.
After all, his San'er can do it as well.
What is terrible is that a person who has never learned to forge iron can actually compare with a blacksmith with decades of experience.
San'er can forge iron, which can be explained by being influenced by him since childhood.
But now, this explanation cannot be applied to Yang Ming!
Tang Hao touched the stubble on his cheek and asked himself, what was he doing when he was Yang Ming's age? He was probably still rubbing mud in the fields?
Thinking of this, Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened.
In this way, hasn't he lived like a dog for decades?
"Could it be that there are really geniuses in this world who are born with knowledge?"
Tang Hao's body trembled, his eyes sparkling.
Yes, only the word genius can explain all this!
Tang Hao paid close attention to Yang Ming. He had to pay attention. He had not taken Yang Ming seriously before, after all, he was just a little kid. But now that he has determined that he is a genius that only appears once in a century, his status has changed instantly.
Besides, his San'er will also participate in the awakening ceremony in a while. If nothing unexpected happens, Yang Ming will be San'er's biggest rival!
He must find out the situation for San'er!
You don't know until you see it, and you will be shocked when you see it.
In Tang Hao's meticulous observation, he found something extremely surprising!
The iron handle of the hammer is so rough to prevent slipping. The skin of a child's palm is relatively tender. The friction with the palm during the continuous swinging will inevitably cause great damage to the palm. After a while, the tiger's mouth will definitely crack.
However, Tang Hao found that during the forging process, Yang Ming's tender little hands did not seem to change at all, and even a blister did not appear. This is exactly the same as his San'er!
This is exactly what Yang Ming has learned from Tang San's Xuanyu Hand with the three magatama Sharingan in the past week.
Xuanyu Hand can make the palm extremely tough and isolate any toxins.
After a long time, Yang Ming put the forged iron embryo into cold water. With a "sizzle", the temperature inside the iron embryo dropped sharply. After a while, when he took it out again, it had formed a prismatic spear tip. When it was placed in the palm, a warm and cool feeling came.
As long as you find another wooden stick and insert the spear tip, a handy red tassel spear will be completed.
Yang Ming was very satisfied with his work, and left the blacksmith shop with the tip of his gun, leaving Tang Hao alone in the blacksmith shop to think deeply.
When Tang San returned home from the hill after practicing early as usual, he unexpectedly found that Tang Hao was not sleeping, but sitting on a chair with a dark face.
It was obvious that Tang Hao was waiting for Tang San to come back.
This made Tang San feel a little uneasy, not knowing what happened.
Tang San stepped forward cautiously and asked:
"Dad, why do you look so bad?"
Tang Hao glared at Tang San unhappily. Originally in Tang Hao's mind, San'er was already a very good genius, but this world is so interesting. After comparing with others, Tang Hao always felt that Tang San was missing something.
"Look at Xiao Yang from the village chief's family. He is so self-motivated in his training!" Tang Hao was heartbroken and said, "I just saw him at our house. He even forged a spear tip. Look at him, and then look at you. You are still struggling with that piece of iron. Why can't you be as motivated as him?"
There is a kind of excellence, called the children of other people's families.
Tang San never expected that he would be scolded by Tang Hao as soon as he got home. He was very puzzled.
"I am so wronged. What is going on?"
The father and son rarely communicated with each other. Tang Hao told Tang San everything he had just seen.
When he heard that Yang Ming's palm was not damaged, a gleam of light flashed in Tang San's eyes.
"Dad, I'll go out first and come back for breakfast later!"
After saying this, Tang San hurried out of the blacksmith shop. There was one thing he had to confirm with Yang Ming, whether Yang Ming had practiced Xuantian Baojian!
Because Xuantian Baojian was his biggest secret, and he would never allow anyone to know it!
Yang Ming had just left, and Tang San used his Qinggong skills to quickly find Yang Ming. Because he was too concerned and impatient, his tone was a little aggressive:
"Yang Ming, tell me, have you ever practiced Xuantian Baojian?"
Seeing Tang San's anxious look, Yang Ming suddenly remembered that the Xuanyu Hand that was just exposed was seen by Uncle Tang Hao, so he told Tang San.
However, Yang Ming was not afraid at all, but asked back:
"Guess? "
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