Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"Haha, give it to me, don't flinch!"

While stabilizing Mijono's shaky figure, Takeo grasped the sledgehammer in Mijono's hand at the same time.

"Monster, you are a monster!"

Sancheng Nai suddenly lightened his hand, he looked at the sledgehammer that almost stumbled him just now, now in Takexiong's hand like a docile 'little sheep' who can be manipulated at will, he was surprised again and again.

"You stand aside a little bit, let me try the strength of this Wujin sledgehammer?"

Takeo did not forget to remind everyone that he could easily pick up the sledgehammer with only one arm.

He looked at a sycamore tree in the distance, his fiery eyes filled with excitement.

Terashima Yuu and the others stood back one after another. They knew the actual weight of the sledgehammer, and they were afraid that they would be accidentally affected.

"coming!"

Zhuxiong started to run with the sledgehammer, the speed did not decrease at all, he shouted loudly, as if all the strength was concentrated on the right wrist.

"Oh!"

The head of the hammer tilted back at an angle, Takeo quickly stopped his figure, and only relying on the powerful inertial impact, the sledgehammer in his hand hit the tree trunk head-on.

"Crash!"

The scattered branches of the sycamore tree made a "rustling" sound, and fell down in large chunks.

At the center of the sledgehammer, a large part of the tree trunk is sunken, and a large piece of bark is cracked like a spider's thread, spreading all the way under the surface of the sledgehammer to the surroundings.

This sycamore tree is not very tall, but it can punch deep holes in the surface of the tree with just one hammer, which shows that the weight of this sledgehammer is a bit terrifying.

At this time, the entire tree trunk was shaking slightly, as if there was a risk of collapsing at any time.

Ding!Takeo's exclamation point +100
Zhuxiong looked at the sycamore tree and was startled. Even his periosteum involuntarily buzzed from the hammer blow just now.

"Go farther, I'm going to do my best!"

"Zhuxiong, you mean that you didn't use your strength just now!"

Nagai Yohito yelled in surprise. At first, it was just a symbolic warm-up exercise.

"Takeo, you're still young, you're growing up, why don't you just forget about it!"

Lao Luo, the blacksmith shop, also comforted him with kind words. He felt that Zhuxiong might hurt himself if he continued like this.

"It's okay, Manager Luo, I have my own measure."

After Zhuxiong declined the store manager Lao Luo, he only heard the crisp cracking sound from under the plane tree.

"Crack!"

The entire trunk of the sycamore tree has begun to tilt a little, and the broken wood layer can be seen exposed in many places.

Zhuxiong looked at the tree trunk with a flash of worry in his heart, and held Wujin's sledgehammer horizontally.

He looked back at where the few people were, but he couldn't guarantee that the fallen sycamore tree trunk would not hurt Yuu Terashima and the others.

"Wrist Hammer—Swinging Big Pendulum Clock!"

Takexiong's upper body rotated backwards at an exaggerated ninety degrees. The sledgehammer in his hand was like a pointer in a 'big pendulum clock'. Then he turned around at a high speed, and the hammer head hit the sunken part of the tree trunk accurately. .

. "Crack!"
"Boom!"
There was a huge impact sound, and the crown of the tree fell, and all the dry branches were shattered in an instant. The sycamore tree fell backwards, splashing a large amount of dust around it.

"Good hammer! Good hammer!"

Takeo looked at his sledgehammer with great interest, and nodded in satisfaction at its power.

While Yuu Terashima and the others were still observing the sycamore tree too much, Takeo put away the Ujin Sledgehammer as a space backpack to communicate with his own system.

He looked at the sky in the distance, and the whole sky gradually darkened.

Thinking that he had just spent too much time on forging the sledgehammer and testing its power, Zhuxiong was startled, and secretly screamed 'Oops! '.

The carriage that Zhuxiong was riding in arrived in the afternoon, and everyone had an empty stomach for lunch, but no one said they were hungry.

"These guys, really!"

Zhuxiong couldn't help feeling a little emotional, he turned his head to look at the crowd, and said loudly: "Don't dawdle, let's go eat!"

For a moment, four or five pairs of eyes looked straight at Zhuxiong, which made Zhuxiong's back feel a little chilled.

"Zhuxiong, I've been waiting for your words for a long time, I thought you didn't need to eat!"

Yu Terashima showed an expression of great anticipation. In fact, he was already hungry, but no one else said it, so he could only hold back.

"Zhuxiong, you want to treat us, it doesn't matter if we are hungry, if you starve out the 'little princess' of Qingyun Church, don't cry when the time comes to copy the "Teaching Book"!"

Mishiro had a smirk on his face, he wanted to see Takeo's shriveled expression, but Mai Kawasumi who was beside him spoke first.

"Eat what you want, don't drag me, I'm losing weight!"

Chuansumi Mai pouted her mouth halfway, and she had a somewhat arrogant personality, but her stomach was not as easy to talk to as she was.

The stomach made an unrealistic 'grunt' noise which made everyone else laugh.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh!"

Chuansumi Wu blushed and scolded everyone in a low voice.

"Children, why don't you just eat some at my place!"

Blacksmith Old Luo said politely, and tried his best to invite Zhuxiong and the others to his house for dinner.

"Old Luo, this is not appropriate! Besides..."

Pointing to the blacksmith shop that was blackened by thick smoke, Takeo said embarrassingly, almost saying what he meant.

In essence, enough chaos has been added, and Takeo doesn't want to trouble the shop elder Luo any more.

"Hi! No trouble, no trouble, I can eat alone, or with a group of people, or the children can stay and have a meal, and it will be lively!"

Blacksmith Old Luo said with a smile, not forgetting to persuade Zhuxiong, he could see that as long as Zhuxiong nodded, he believed that other people would have no opinion.

"OK then!"

Zhuxiong saw that the elder Luo of the shop had talked about this, so he could only agree to Lao Luo's request.

"Come on, kids! You guys are lucky today. I specially steamed a pot of sweet potatoes and yams!"

The store manager Lao Luo's home is very convenient, just across the conspicuous bungalow from the blacksmith's shop, Zhuxiong and others followed the store manager Lao Luo and walked a few steps to his house.

"There may be some chaos at home, children, don't mind!"

The store manager, Lao Luo, said while opening the door with the key in his pocket.

This hut is not very spacious, what catches the eye is an ordinary wooden table, and there are daily necessities such as pots and pans on the shelves in the distance.

"Stop standing, kids, sit down!"

The store elder Luo warmly entertained Zhuxiong and the others, while he himself brought a steaming cauldron from the kitchen and put it on the table.

"Children, come and taste this is a pure natural and pollution-free green food, it's sweet and sweet!"