Douluozhi doesn't want to be an assistant Oscar

Chapter 235

Opening the curtain, the old man walked into the front hall, glanced at the two people in the lounge, and felt increasingly dissatisfied.

Although Oscar is still a strong person in the eyes of ordinary people.

But for most blacksmiths, they still look very thin.

Is it undoubtedly a foolish dream to think of reaching the level of an intermediate blacksmith in just one month?

If it weren't for what the middle-aged man said before, it had some effect.

I'm afraid this old man is going to blast Oscar and the two out of the blacksmith shop.

Walking into the lounge with a gloomy expression, the old man looked at Oscar who was sitting there and said somewhat rudely.

"You want to learn blacksmith skills?"

The tone was also very rude. Oscar frowned and looked sideways at the old man's gloomy face, feeling a little displeased in his heart.

Clay figures also have a bad temper, let alone Oscar?

From reading the notice to now, everyone seems to be more or less discriminating against Oscar's "thin" appearance.

This made Oscar very unhappy.

"What? I can't learn this blacksmithing skill?"

Without immediately answering the old man's words, Oscar blew the hot air on the tea noodles, took a sip, then stared coldly and said in a cold tone.

For a moment, the air fell into an eerie silence.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, and countless collision sparks seemed to flash out where their eyes intertwined.

"grandfather!"

Running past in a hurry, the young man called out to the old man with a hint of breath.

After hearing the call, the old man calmed down his coldness slightly and stood there without saying a word.

Sensing the chilly atmosphere in the room, the young man smiled bitterly in his heart, made an apologetic gesture towards Oscar, and said with some embarrassment after ironing.

"This is my grandfather, master blacksmith Liu Ren. If I have offended you just now, please forgive me!"

Not wanting to embarrass the young man, Oscar said coldly.

"Already told?"

Oscar's tone was still a little cold, so the young man answered bravely.

"Ok!"

After looking at the old man, Oscar said expressionlessly.

"Then it seems the result is not good!"

Not knowing how to answer, the young man could only stand there blankly.

"I didn't say I won't teach you, but blacksmithing is a skill that focuses on practical combat! Even if I teach you step by step, you can't ask me to help you swing the hammer, right?"

In order to ease the young man's embarrassing situation, the old man explained with some reluctance.

"It's not that I don't want to teach, but with your small body, you have to rest after a few swings, so you won't be able to teach much in that day!"

"If you want to participate in the blacksmith competition in a month, that is even more impossible."

Striding forward, the old man walked to the sofa opposite Oscar and sat down in a majestic manner.

Then he raised his arms as thick as decades-old tree trunks on the table.

"Boy, I only use [-]% of my strength. As long as you can arm-wrestle, you can beat me! Even if it's a gold soul coin, we will teach you the blacksmithing skills seriously!"

Hearing the conditions proposed by his grandfather, the young man was shocked and immediately whispered to Oscar.

"You should go back today! Tomorrow! Tomorrow my father and I will definitely convince my grandpa to teach you blacksmithing knowledge seriously!"

Oscar opened his mouth and was about to say something.

The old man's voice sounded again.

"Why don't you dare?"

As he spoke, a dazzling light flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes.

what! ! !

The young man roared with incompetence in his heart, others are cheating his father and his master.

Why did he end up cheating his grandson?

How can anyone open a shop and provoke customers?

You drove the guests away, but nothing happened to you. What about me?I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten to death by my father!

Just when the young man was hysterical, a relaxed and confident voice came from his ear.

"as you wish!"

Oscar stretched out his hand and looked ready to go.

The young man only relaxed for a moment and then picked it up again.

His grandfather was a powerful soul master with the strength of a soul king. Even ordinary soul emperor-level non-power soul masters may not be his opponent in terms of strength.

The young man in front of him didn't look like he was 20 years old, even though his grandfather only showed [-]% of his strength.

I’m afraid there is no possibility of victory!

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

Seeing Oscar's confident look, the old man who originally wanted to make him give up could not help but secretly complain in his heart.

"Forget it, save him some face, and put some water on it later..."

Soon, the hands of the two people, which were of different sizes, came together, and the old man gave instructions to the young man.

Immediately start to concentrate and wait for it to begin.

"How about you still..."

Seeing Oscar's confident and not nervous look, the young man couldn't help but speak again.

But before he could even speak, Oscar stopped him with a stop gesture.

Seeing that Oscar's attention was fixed, the young man could not say anything more.

He just looked pitifully towards the old man.

"Hurry up and start! Stop grinding around here!" Ignoring the young man at all, with a pitiful look in his eyes, the old man patted his other hand and urged.

Knowing that he was doomed at night, the young man's expression suddenly withered.

"Three~~~"

"Two~~~"

"One~~~"

"Start~~~"

With a weak final sound, the young man released his hold on the two men's hands.

The struggle between the two also began at this moment.

"Hey, why didn't this old man use any force?"

Feeling the old man's weak strength, Oscar was filled with doubts.

Being discriminated against by an old man before made Oscar very unhappy. He had already made plans to tease the old man.

Just when he was about to win, he suddenly exerted force and defeated him.

But this situation now... actually made Oscar a little confused.

Just when Oscar was wondering, the old man's disdain for Oscar became even more intense.

I originally thought that this guy was not strong, but he should have some strength at least. Now it seems that Oscar is just a showman.

Originally, I wanted to save him some face, but now it seems that there is no need for that.

Losing interest in procrastination, the old man immediately began to increase his efforts.

......

5 minute later.

The old man's eyes were full of solemnity.

At this time, he no longer had any contempt for the young man in front of him.

At this moment, he had already used half of his strength.

But the result... still couldn't win, and looking at Oscar's relaxed and calm look, he seemed to still have some energy left.

"How could this guy... Zeng... be so powerful? Does this guy have the strength of the Soul Sect?"

A drop of sweat slipped from the old man's forehead. At this moment, he was already extremely shocked.

Seeing the two people "stalemate", the young man's originally despairing and lifeless eyes regained some of their vitality.

"Could it be that...this guy...is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?"

After asking himself, the young man immediately rejected this answer.

All kidding aside, even half of the power of a powerful Soul King Soul Master is not comparable to that of other types of Soul Sects.

The man in front of me looks like he is less than 20 years old. How could he have the strength of Soul Sect?

If you really have this ability, why should you learn blacksmith skills?

Wouldn't it be better to directly cultivate to a titled Douluo?

Thinking of this, the young man was also confused.

Could it be that grandpa listened to his father's words, and that his previous statement was just to protect his face, so he deliberately set up a test for show?

After thinking about this, a light burst out from the young man's eyes.

(End of this chapter)