Commanding Wind and Cloud

Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 16

A 35-pound hammer, is this little Fighter too light? Did he think he was fighting with a hammer? Kill the enemy all at once? This is smithing! smithing! It is necessary to keep hitting the pig iron one after the other.

Franklin shook his head and sighed patted Qian Jin's shoulders: "youngster, it seems that you really haven't played iron, you better go, I want to recruit experienced Blacksmith."

“Boss.” Qian Jin stood still and pointed to the 100-pound smithing hammer in Franklin’s hand: “I want to borrow your hammer for smithing.”

“What? "?" Franklin looked up at Qian Jin, wondering if there was something wrong with his hearing, this youngster opened his mouth to use his smithing hammer?

The surrounding Blacksmiths forgot to laugh for a while. Since the establishment of Franklin Forge, Oakland College has had students come to apply for every session. There are almost all kinds of people, but no one ever chooses. This smithing hammer from Franklin.

The huge hammer head and the heavy hammer shaft, as long as you are not a fool, you will know that the weight is not small when you see such a hammer.

"Boy, are you angry at us laughing? Then you don't need to choose such a heavy hammer to save face, right?"

The Blacksmiths, who recovered from their surprise, set off a fight. Any previous round of laughter was louder.

"Let me try it." Qian Jin still had that indifferent expression.

Franklin shook the head with a wry smile. Now the youngster is getting less and less aware of how big the world is outside. He smiled and handed out the hammer and said, "It's very heavy, be careful to hit the foot, or two. It's better to hold it with one hand."

Qian Jin smiled and shook the head, insisted on reaching out his right hand to pick up the hammer, still the same sentence: "Let me try it."

Franklin looked at this youngster who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, and silently handed the smithing hammer into his palm.

Starting with a hundred-pound hammer, Qian Jin's arm sank slightly, stopped falling, and held it firmly in his hand.

"Oh..."

There was a low voice of surprise in the crowd, and even a few people gasped, and the Blacksmiths looked High Level waiting to see Qian Jin The embarrassing smile condensed in an instant, and the initial expectations came to nothing.

Qian Jin weighed the smithing hammer in his hand, it was about 110 pounds, much lighter than the smithing hammer in the virtual game [Endless World]. It's still easy to use, it's better than a 30-pound smithing hammer.

Franklin is a little surprised, this hammer can only be used by himself in the entire Blacksmith Shop, didn't expect this youngster to get it in his hand, it doesn't look like it's difficult? Such power, even the Fighter in Oakland magic and Fighter college, not many can do it. Could it be that he used battle energy? I don't know what level Fighter this youngster is?

Qian Jin picked up the iron pliers next to the anvil in his left hand, picked up the iron embryo that had been burnt to a fiery red body, and placed it lightly on the iron felt. In his right hand, the 100-pound smithing hammer It was suddenly lifted, and the rapid falling speed caused a roar of wind. It sounded like a strong wind was blowing out of thin air. The huge smithing hammer brought a beam of black light, like Stars falling from the sky, hitting the ground heavily. On the hot red iron embryo.

clang!

The smithing hammer collided with the iron embryo, and the scorching hot sparks flew like gorgeous fireworks, and the sound of metal collision was more like a bang out of thin air Thunder.

The Blacksmiths, whose smiling faces had already frozen, opened their mouths in surprise at the moment of seeing this scene. Is this kid from the Blacksmith Aristocratic Family? The hammer just now is not something that a random Blacksmith can hit!

Qian Jin didn't care about the reactions of the people around him, the hammer that fell in his hand had already been raised again, and the wind roared again fiercely to the iron embryo placed on the anvil.

There was another almost piercing metal crash, and Franklin's eyes, which were initially only admiring, suddenly filled with surprise.

This is? Franklin felt the elbow of his younger brother Francis slamming against him, and looked up to find that Francis also had doubt and surprise in his eyes.

Like Fighter and Magician, Blacksmith's world also has its own level, and most Blacksmiths usually spend their whole lives just like other Blacksmiths in the yard, being a Blacksmith apprentice all their lives.

But when the level of Blacksmith reaches a certain realm, after certain assessment and measurement, they can become First Grade Blacksmith!

After breaking away from Blacksmith apprentice and becoming First Grade Blacksmith, this identity changed immediately. The casting weapon and the quality of armor are completely two concepts from Blacksmith apprentice!

Franklin and Francis are both First Grade Blacksmiths. They are almost the most famous Blacksmiths in the entire Oakland city, and their vision is many times higher than other Blacksmith apprentices.

Franklin is convinced that in the two hammerings by Qian Jin just now, there was no change in the height of the hammer raised or the line when it was dropped. The photoshoot magic plays the action twice.

Three times...five times...ten times...thirty times...

Blacksmith Shop's backyard fell into unprecedented silence, although Blacksmith apprentices couldn't see Qian What is the level of Jin smithing's ability, but I can see that this is a prudent appearance, definitely not a novice.

Franklin sucked in a breath of cold air from the gap between his teeth, and his eyeballs also changed from their normal size to double their usual size. Appreciation turned into surprise. Shock!

Francis' Adam's apple was wriggling up and down, and his eyeballs were also staring to the maximum.

Fifty forging, the same height, the same speedy hammering, the precise route seems to have a limited orbit, and the sparks that bloom after each blow are so gorgeous Brilliant, with that unique steady rhythm...

"This is..." Franklin looked at the younger brother Francis in surprise and questioning: "First Grade Blacksmith?"

Francis subconsciously nodded in astonishment, guessing in heart that Qian Jin is really a student of Oakland magic and Fighter college? Are you sure it's not a smithing child from the Blacksmith Aristocratic Family? How old is this child? Blacksmith also needs innate talent like Fighter and magic! With the strength of First Grade Blacksmith at such a young age, what else are you going to do as a Fighter? Do Blacksmith! There must be a bright future ahead!

One hundred hammers...one hundred and fifty hammers...

Qian Jin hammered the iron embryos that kept getting smaller as if tirelessly, soaking his clothes with sweat It was as if the whole person fell into the water tank and was fished out.

Two hundred hammers!

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