Tang Hao moved. His movements did not seem to be any different from before. He used his legs to support his waist, his belt to support his back, and his arms to support his back. With a clang, the iron hammer smashed into the iron block.
When the hammer bounced back due to the counterforce, Tang Hao suddenly turned around and used his calves to swing the hammer. He swung the hammer in the air, and with a loud sound, it landed on the iron block again. This time, not only was it fast, but it also seemed to be stronger than the first strike.
The iron hammer bounced up high. Tang Hao's movements seemed to have reached a perfect fit with the extent of the iron hammer's bounce. Just as the iron hammer was about to reach its highest point, his body spun the iron hammer once and smashed down again.
Tang San's eyes lit up. This was clearly a method of borrowing strength, using the rebound force produced by the collision of the hammer and metal to turn into the strength of his next attack. His movements were perfectly coordinated, avoiding the damage of the rebound force to the greatest extent, instead turning this force into a continuous attack. From the second attack onwards, the power of each attack exceeded Tang Hao's full strength, but it was still under his control.
Tang Hao's movements became faster and faster. The forging hammer struck the iron block like a hammer, and the iron block constantly deformed under the hammering of the forging hammer. What was surprising was that Tang Hao's striking position was extremely accurate. Every time the iron block was struck to half its original thickness and began to flatten, the forging hammer in his hand would hit the edge of the iron block, causing it to flip. This way, the iron block was evenly receiving his hammering, and it was not simply smashed into an iron cake.
In the blink of an eye, the thirty-six hammers had already been swung. Tang Hao's hands spun the forging hammers three times in the air before dissipating the force on the hammers and he stood up. His face wasn't red, and he wasn't panting. It was as if he wasn't the one who had dealt the blow.
The entire piece of iron had shrunk by a full circle in between the thirty-six strikes. It was actually difficult to see the impurities in it with the naked eye.
This was a real blacksmith skill. What a beautiful hammering technique.
"Do you understand?" Tang Hao looked at Tang San constantly pulling the bellows.
"Borrowing strength and exerting force, I understand the principle. However, this doesn't seem to be simple."
"There's only one way to reach my level," Tang Hao said calmly."Practice makes perfect. Additionally, you must remember that if you were to strike a piece of common metal, it would be easy to crack when it had the most impurities. At that time, you should use less force when you strike it. When the impurities gradually decrease, you could gradually increase your force to maintain the striking effect. The key was to control his strength. You can practice slowly. Don't blindly increase your strength and speed. Accuracy is equally important. At the very least, you have to know where your hammer will hit. Otherwise, what's the use of using strength?”
The forging hammer returned to Tang San's hand, and Tang Hao turned to leave.
His father didn't go back on his word. He really did teach him the forging method, and moreover, it was the 'Chaotic Wave Wind Hammer Technique' that only the direct descendants of the Clear Sky School could cultivate.
In the following half a month, Tang San practiced the forging method Tang Hao taught him every day. Even though he had Controlling Crane Catching Dragon to assist in strength control, and Purple Demon Eye to determine where he hammered, this forging method was even more difficult to master than he had imagined.
Since it was a full-strength strike, it was difficult to control the strength used. It was even more difficult to control the balance of the body and hit the desired position with the help of the rebound force. Every time he hammered, the amount of control he needed would increase. The constant rotation of his body would not only make his brain dizzy, but at the same time, it would also be harder to control the power of each hammer.
Fortunately, he had hammered the iron ore for a long time, and there were very few impurities in it. It was not so easy to break. Otherwise, under his uncontrollable weight, it would have broken long ago.
However, in the process of practicing, Tang San's usage of Mysterious Heaven Skill, as well as Controlling Crane Catching Dragon, Mysterious Jade Hand and Purple Demon Eye's coordination, were all imperceptibly improving.
On the first day, he could only swing the hammer twice before it deviated from its position. Half a month later, he could already swing the hammer seven times in a row and hit the iron block accurately. The improvement was very obvious. At the same time, the iron block became smaller and smaller under his full-strength hammering. There were results every day.
Of course, this was also closely related to that method of exerting force with the calf. With this method of exerting force, it greatly saved Mysterious Heaven Skill consumption, giving Tang San more time to pull the bellows and forge.
Back then, his father had struck thirty-six times, and it seemed like he still had some energy left. He only had seven strikes, and he didn't know when he would be able to reach his father's level. Every time Tang San thought of this, he would be especially motivated to practice.
These days, he seemed to have already forgotten about his spirit and spirit rings. Even when he went to the mountain peak in the morning to cultivate Purple Demon Eyes, he was also thinking about the problem of how to swing the hammer.
Three months passed very quickly, and when Tang San could swing the hammer and continuously launch thirteen strikes, Tang Hao began to teach him how to forge tools. Tang Hao's teaching method was very direct, he would first do it himself, then let Tang San do it again. As long as he saw Tang San a little rudimentary, he would let him practice by himself, without too much verbal guidance. He would only say one or two words at crucial points.
Precisely because of this, every time Tang Hao spoke, Tang San remembered it especially clearly. After all, this kind of life-saving cultivation technique was not easy to learn.
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