Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"It should be almost there!"

Looking at the glowing red black metal in the heating furnace, Takeo muttered to himself.

He put on protective gloves, and quickly took out the black gold metal in the heating furnace with special iron tongs, and placed it on the forging table with great interest.

Zhuxiong found a hammer and weighed it on tiptoe, then nodded in satisfaction, and smashed it down.

"Clang clang clang!"

Takexiong swung the hammer, sparks splashed from the surface of the Ujin metal, and the impurities inside quickly fell off.

The hammer collided with the forging table and made a dull sound. The somewhat bright black gold metal gradually became an oval pie shape as the number of beatings increased.

"Zhuxiong, I really didn't see it, you can do this!"

Looking at Takeo's skillful movements, Terashima was surprised and asked casually.

But Takeo seemed to be immersed in his own world, still beating the black gold metal on his own.

Heat up, forge, heat up again...

Takeo repeated the previous action repeatedly, while Terashima Yuu and others who were watching at this time all looked straight at him.

I saw that the jet-black metal that Takeo had hammered had been beaten into a long strip as wide as a palm, and then folded in half and forged in half. In a short time, it had been folded in half nearly thirty times.

Ding!Kawasumi Mai surprise value +100
Mountain sky exclamation point +100
Lao Luo's exclamation point +80
Nagai Yohito's exclamation point +100
Terashima Yu's exclamation point +100
Three cities are amazing value +100
A wave of exclamation came into Zhuxiong's mind at the moment, but the forehead of the person involved was already covered with a lot of sweat, which might drip down and soak his collar at any time.

"This boy is not simple. If he has a master, I will recognize him. If he is self-taught, this kid's talent is really amazing!"

Lao Luo slowly looked at Zhuxiong who was standing on the workbench and working seriously, and his heart was full of admiration.

"Grandpa Luo, what is Zhuxiong doing, I feel that he is struggling!"

Kawasumi Mai has long put down the 'double-headed pickaxe' that she was still interested in just now, and at this time she is engrossed in observing Takeo's every move.

For some unknown reason, Mai Kawasumi always had an inexplicable premonition, as if Takeo's abnormal behavior had some special meaning.

"Tattoo!"

Slightly salty sweat soaked Zhuxiong's back, and the muscles of all parts of Zhuxiong's body felt a little sore. The speed of his hammer began to slow down, but the force became more tyrannical.

"No. 42!"

"Elbow Hammer—Breaking Power!"

Zhuxiong's elbow joints creaked, as if he had used all his strength on the hammer. Under the tyrannical force, the hammer in his hand was directly broken into two pieces, but Zhuxiong's eyes lit up.

Ding!Takeo's exclamation point +100
"Successful! I really succeeded, not broken, not broken!"

After 42 times of folding and forging in half, the hardness of this black gold metal is unshakable.

Zhu Xiong danced on the spot with his teeth and claws open, as happy as a child seeing a toy in his heart.

"Old Luo, did you see it! It's not broken, it's not broken!"

"Son, you really succeeded. It seems that Wujin Ore is indeed a rare ore, and it is indeed different."

Lao Luo smiled and said, in fact, he knew the hardness of Wujin ore, but he did not expect that Zhuxiong could further improve the hardness of the material through the process of folding and forging.

"Ah, wait!"

Before Lao Luo could react, Zhuxiong directly hugged Lao Luo's waist with a stride, muttering non-stop.

"My waist is old! Take it lightly!"

Lao Luo's face was a little flushed, and he said tremblingly with his teeth bared, that his waist disease seemed to be cured again by the child Zhuxiong.

But not everyone can understand the way of doing it, Yuuji Terashima is at a loss and doesn't know why Takeo is so happy.

"Takeo, are you really going to build a sledgehammer? This doesn't feel like it!"

While talking, Chuansumi Mai went up to look at the piece of black gold metal that had been beaten many times and was still a little hot, feeling puzzled in his heart.

"Yeah! Of course this hammer is different, and it's the hardest hammer I've ever forged."

Takexiong quickly wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with satisfaction: "Wait for me for a while, you can see the whole picture later!"

After a series of cold forging and hammering, Takeo put it back into the heating furnace, and at this time he took out two delicate short swords.

These are the two short knives he forged to 'survive' before, but now he may have to change their shape to accompany him.

Zhuxiong caressed the blades of the short swords, and in an instant the blades of the two swords turned red, as if they were wrapped in flames.

Open the 'big cremation smelting method'!
At this time, the temperature in the whole house rose to a terrible level, and the two short swords were just on the verge of melting.

"Hot! So hot, Takeo, what did you do, why are you so hot!"

Sancheng Nai looked at the two short swords on the forging platform, his whole eyeballs were hot and sour, and his mouth was so dry that he was extremely thirsty.

And Zhuxiong secretly screamed that it was not good, because he was too excited just now, and performed the 'big cremation smelting method' without any isolation measures, but looking at the daggers that had been fused together, Zhuxiong showed a gleam of joy on his face.

"Old Luo, prepare black pine oil!"

Zhuxiong yelled loudly, and at the same time he took out the black gold metal in the heating furnace with special iron tongs, took another iron and beat it several times, and a square hammer appeared in front of everyone.

At this time, Takeo hadn't finished his work. He picked up the short sword that had been half-melted before, and it happened to be used as a hammer handle at this time.

The ultra-high temperature quickly fuses the interface between the two, and they are fixed together without distinguishing each other.

"coming!"

Lao Luo, the shop owner of the blacksmith shop, ran over carrying a seemingly black iron bucket with great difficulty, put it in an empty place panting, and kept chanting, "This thing is really heavy! "

"Zi~la!"

The black oil barrel, which was still calm just now, rushed out of the [-]-foot-high fiery flame in an instant. The air was filled with a strong smell of foot odor, and a large amount of black smoke rose from the whole shop, which made everyone feel sick.

"Cough, cough, cough! Boss Luo, what do you put in your bucket? Why does it smell like sweaty feet!"

Terashima Yu said while pinching his nose and brows, while a figure rushed out of the door quickly.

"I can not stand it any more!"

Kawasumi Mai was panting heavily outside the house. As a girl who naturally loves cleanliness and beauty, this smell really made him a little unacceptable.

Immediately afterwards Terashima Yuu and the others also ran out. Although the smell was indeed a bit unpleasant, it was still tolerable for boys, but the hot eyes were really unbearable!