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"Come in." Mang Tian said to Tang Wulin.
"Oh."
Tang Wulin followed Mang Tian into the workshop. The main hall was a mess, with all sorts of metal parts strewn everywhere. Tang Wulin could barely recognize that many of these parts belonged to soul mechas.
Mang Tian didn't stop. He continued to walk in, and he hurriedly followed.
The entrance wasn't big, but the space inside wasn't small. After passing through a corridor, Mang Tian brought Tang Wulin to a room.
There was a workbench in the room. Tang Wulin could not reach it with his current height.
Mang Tian stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Tang Wulin."Do you know what forging is?"
Tang Wulin shook his head blankly.
"Actually, I didn't want to take you in. You're too young, so you're not suitable for forging." But your father insisted that you try. If you don't think it works, leave this place, but don't cry here, understand?”
"I won't cry, Uncle Mang Tian.”Tang Wulin retorted.
"This is your mission today." Mang Tian said.”He pointed to the side.
On the ground beside him, there was a metal table about half a meter tall with a round metal block on it. There was a soul screen below.
Mang Tian picked up two small metal hammers from the side and handed them to Tang Wulin. He used this pair of hammers to strike 1,000 times, 500 times on each side. The counter would only start counting when he had enough strength. It was about the strength of a hammer. If you complete it, I'll teach you what forging is. If you don't complete it, you don't have to come tomorrow.”
He stuffed a pair of metal hammers into Tang Wulin's hands after he finished speaking. He then turned around and left.
The handle of the metal hammer was about a foot long, and the head was cylindrical, half a foot long, with a cross-section diameter of about ten centimeters. Each of them weighed about ten pounds. For a six-year-old child, this was already a significant amount. Moreover, he had to swing it up and hammer it.
When Tang Wulin saw the hammers, his face turned bitter. However, when he received the hammers from Mang Tian, he was surprised to find that they weren't as heavy as he had imagined.
Hollow? Uncle Mang Tian looked fierce, but he was actually quite nice.
Tang Wulin's face revealed a smile of understanding. He raised the hammer in his right hand and smashed it down on the round metal.
"Bang!" The sound of metal clashing startled him. The soul screen below seemed to have been activated. A number one popped up as the screen lit up.
He swung the hammer with his left hand and slammed it down.”
II.
It didn't seem too difficult! Tang Wulin raised his hammers with both arms and began hammering.
"Bang, bang, bang!”The continuous hammering caused the numbers on the screen to jump. The hammer did not seem to be too heavy. At least, Tang Wulin did not feel too burdened. The pair of hammers continued to hammer down, and the number below continued to increase.
By the time he had hammered a hundred times, his body had already begun to sweat. By the time he hammered three hundred times, his arms began to feel sore and swollen.
You must persevere. Dad said that perseverance is victory!
Enduring the soreness, Tang Wulin continued swinging his twin hammers.
Five hundred times, the soreness finally turned into soreness, but he still tried his best to persevere and not let himself stop.
The soreness grew stronger and stronger. Tang Wulin's arms were already beginning to turn slightly red, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
He kept telling himself that he had to work hard to learn how to forge so that he could earn money to buy a spirit soul. She could make her parents happy and protect Na 'er.
After seven hundred strikes, he could no longer raise his arms, and the speed at which he swung the hammer had clearly decreased.
However, he still gritted his teeth and persevered. His sweat was dripping profusely, and his academy uniform was already stuck to his body. However, it was also at this moment that Tang Wulin suddenly felt a numbness in his tailbone. His entire body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. The initial aching pain had actually weakened a little. The hammer in his hand, which was already very heavy, became lighter again.
"Bang, bang, bang!" He continued to hammer, and the next three hundred times didn't seem as heavy.
"A thousand!" The number finally jumped to the position Mang Tian had requested. Tang Wulin put down his hammers and panted heavily. He could feel an indescribable pain in his palm, and his arm was so sore that it didn't feel like it belonged to him. Other than that, there was actually a sense of pleasure. The numbness from his tailbone spread all the way to his cervical vertebra, back and forth, and an indescribable restraint.
What he couldn't see was that faint golden patterns were also lingering around his spine along with the numbness.
It took him a full five minutes to catch his breath.
"Uncle Mang Tian, I've completed it." Tang Wulin searched for a long time before he found Mang Tian sitting in a room, fiddling with a component.
Mang Tian was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the watch on his wrist. It had only been half an hour since he had given the mission to Tang Wulin.
"Are you done smashing?"
"Yes, I am!" Tang Wulin nodded.
Mang Tian didn't question him anymore when he saw his sweaty face. He had always liked to speak with facts. She stood up and brought Tang Wulin to the room they were in earlier.
1,000. A large number appeared in front of him. Mang Tian had set up the device himself, so a six-year-old child naturally wouldn't cheat. However, it was still unbelievable.
The two iron hammers weren't heavy to him, but they weren't hollow. Each of them weighed about ten pounds. If a normal adult male were to swing such a hammer a thousand times, his arms would probably be so sore that he would not be able to lift them up. It would also be difficult for him to complete it in half an hour. Not to mention a six-year-old child.
Mang Tian's test was simply a form of rejection. He had a good relationship with Tang Ziran, so he couldn't reject him directly. However, he was truly unwilling to teach a six-year-old child who, in his opinion, would never be able to learn how to forge.
But everything before his eyes…
"Hit me again. If I don't say stop, you're not allowed to stop.”Mang Tian said in a deep voice.
"Alright." Tang Wulin picked up the hammer again. After resting for a while, the soreness in his arm had lessened a little.
" Bang, bang, bang..." The hammer smashed down without any technique or leverage. It was just that simple and direct hammering on the metal block.
With Mang Tian's forging experience, he was certain that the child's strength was enough to control the hammers and complete the hammering.
Could this be the legendary talent?
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