Chapter 13: The power of the Golden lotus that is more than that! Self-study! (3/3)
Tang Hao glanced at Wang Feng.
âAbout fifty catties?â
Wang Feng asked, âItâs best to have a few more pieces. â
Wang Feng wanted to use these raw iron to create his own weight-bearing protective gear after being refined.
Fifty catties of raw iron, after refining, why do you have to have twenty or thirty?
If you make it into protective gear and take it with you for training, the training consumption will be reduced.
âYes.â
Tang Hao took out a few pieces of raw iron, âYou kid, what do you use these for?â
âHey, youâll know when the time comes.â
Wang Feng picked up four pieces of raw iron that weighed about two hundred kilograms, swung the hammer, and ran away in a rush.
âBrother Feng should want to exercise himself⊠However, it is not easy to exercise with such a heavy weight on his body. Moreover, he canât make iron. â
Tang San watched Wang Feng leave, and couldnât help being curious.
Tang Hao from the side glanced at his son, and said in his heart, Boy Feng really doesnât know how to make iron.
But he is much better than youâŠ
If you hit it with a hammer directly, you can knock a small iron mother into the original iron with a single blow.
The endurance is amazing. I donât know how many hammers Kid Feng knocked at that time.
âBrother Feng has to fight with that Master Su Yuntao for just three months. I really donât know what he thinks. â
Tang San said with a smile again.
âOh?â
Tang Hao was startled: âThis Su Yuntao, listen to you, isnât he is a Level 26 Battle Spirit master? He is a six-year-old child, and he still wants to fight with a master of war spirit? â
âYeah, so I feel a little weirdâŠâ
Tang San said that if he forged the hidden weapon himself, he might have a chance to fight Su Yuntao.
Hidden weapons, you need to be in the dark, the power can be maximized, and the power of an upright fight is much worse.
If he lost to Brother Feng that day, if he threw a stone in secret, Brother Feng might not be able to react.
âInteresting. When that day comes, tell me about it, I want to go and have a look. â
Tang Hao said casually.
âOK.â
Tang San was taken aback, wondering how his father could be interested in this matter.
âOkay, junior San, donât knock, Iâll show you again, the technique I just mentioned, pay attention to my body postureâŠâ
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A few days later.
Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the hammer, and murmured:
âThe iron-making method taught by my father is amazing. I can swing eight hammers in a row, which is already the limit⊠These days, I donât know what Brother Feng is doing. â
However, Tang San felt extremely excited when he thought of this kind of forging hammer method that used force.
âGo find three of them⊠In the past few days, he often comes to buy raw iron. Is it possible that he made the iron by himself? â
Tang San couldnât help being curious, âBut itâs not that simple to make iron. There are stoves and wind chimes in the village. Itâs useless to rely on simple hammering ironâŠâ
So, after Tang San finished todayâs task exercise, he went directly to the village chiefâs house to find Brother Feng.
Unexpectedly, Grandpa Jack told him that Brother Feng was not at home, but was out in the wild, and he came back with a smirk every time it got dark.
âCould it be that Brother Feng is in that grove?â
Tang Sanâs heart moved, and then he walked to the small woods outside Wang Village.
After walking a distance.
Suddenly.
The earth shook slightly.
Listen carefullyâŠ
Clang!
Clang! ïŒ
Clang! ïŒ ïŒ
Tang San was taken aback by the familiar sound of iron strikes, and then walked slowly towards the source of the sound.âŠ
Not long after, I saw a familiar figure, sweating profusely, brandishing a hammer, beating on the fixed raw iron.
Seeing this, Tang San was taken aback again, and said in his heart, Brother Feng is really, how can he make iron like this?
Thinking about it, Tang San looked at it intently⊠but he was stunned when he saw it!