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The term " innate divine power " was used on people of different ages, so the value was naturally different.
A six-year-old child who could swing such a pair of hammers and complete a thousand strikes was definitely worthy of this term.
However, Mang Tian didn't shout for him to stop. He just stood by the side and watched as Tang Wulin continued hammering.
His movements were direct and powerful, but he did not know any techniques to deflect or convert the force. The rebound force of the hammer was undoubtedly borne by his arms.
Fifty times, eighty times, a hundred times.
Sweat poured out once again, and the soreness was even more intense than before. His arms were burning, and because he had overexerted himself, his scalp began to swell. However, Tang Wulin still gritted his teeth and continued hammering.
One hundred and fifty strikes. His body began to sway. His arms were so swollen that it felt like they were not his own. His vision was also a little blurry, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.
I can persevere. I can pass the test. I am a man, and persistence is victory.
When Mang Tian shouted for him to stop, Tang Wulin didn't even know how many times he had swung his hammer. If it wasn't for Mang Tian's support, he would have fallen to the ground.
Mang Tian took the hammer from Tang Wulin's hand and saw that the skin on Tang Wulin's palms had been scraped by the impact of the hammer's handle. His arms were swollen.
The fierce-looking blacksmith was finally moved. It was not only because of Tang Wulin's innate divine strength, but also because of his persistence.
Strength could still be trained, but a six-year-old child with such a determined personality was too rare.
"You raised a good child. I'll take this child in. From now on, he would come over at this time every day. Go back and apply it on his arm." When Lang Yue came to pick Tang Wulin up, she saw Mang Tian's expression had become much gentler. He also handed her a bottle of ointment.
Tang Wulin had been resting for the next hour. He had already recovered his energy, but his arms were aching so much that he could not lift them.
Mang Tian's explanation of forging was still echoing in his mind.
"What is forging? Forging and forging were completely different. Casting only required a mold. Using machinery to press the metal into the required shape according to the grinding tool was casting. As for forging, it required the blacksmith to personally hammer it out. Of course, forging could also be done by machines. However, metals were also alive. Forging with machines could never truly grasp the veins of metals. Therefore, the best mecha parts were all handcrafted by blacksmiths. A good blacksmith was a true craftsman who possessed a status that was not inferior to a soul master.”
Soul master, mecha master, these were all the dreams of boys.
"Aiyo." Tang Wulin cried out in pain because Lang Yue had grabbed his hand.
Only then did Lang Yue notice the wound on her son's palm.
"Heavens! What, what did he do to you?" Tears welled up in her eyes almost immediately. She never expected that her son would suffer so much in just two hours.
"It's nothing!" Tang Wulin shook his head. Uncle Mang Tian said that he tested me and I passed. Mom, am I great? Don't cry! It doesn't hurt."
"Let's go home." Lang Yue wiped the tears from her eyes, her eyes filled with regret.
"Mom, I'm really fine. I'm very happy to have passed Uncle Mang Tian's test. Aren't you happy for me? This seemed to be the sense of accomplishment that his father had mentioned.”
"I'm happy. Mommy is happy." Lang Yue patted her son's head, her eyes glistening with tears again.
When he returned home, Tang Wulin saw Na 'er sitting by the table as soon as he entered the door. He immediately skipped over to her. Lang Yue entered the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Na 'er, did you know? Today, I passed Uncle Mang Tian's test, so I can start learning forging from him. "When big brother earns money from forging, I'll be able to save up money to buy spirit souls. I can even buy you delicious food…" He had completely forgotten about the pain in his arm as he told Na 'er about his achievement.
Na 'er listened very seriously, but there would occasionally be a flash of confusion in her eyes.
"Na 'er, do you really not remember where your home is at all?”Tang Wulin asked subconsciously after he finished talking about the test.
Na 'er shook her head." I really don't remember. I only remember that my name is Na' er. Everything else is blurry. Brother Lin, am I stupid?"
"No, of course Na 'er isn't stupid," Tang Wulin hastily said. It doesn't matter if you don't remember. This will be your home from now on. My parents will be yours, and you will be my sister.”
Na 'er looked at him, and a sweet smile gradually appeared on her face. This was the first time she had smiled since coming here.
"Wow, Na 'er, you look so good when you smile. I'll tell you quietly, big brother will work hard to cultivate and become a Spirit Master. I'll protect you in the future, okay?”
"Alright."
When Tang Ziran returned, dinner was already ready.
"Ziran, come with me. The children can eat first.”Lang Yue glanced at Tang Ziran with a seemingly calm expression before walking towards their room.
Tang Ziran was stunned for a moment. He looked at his son and gave him a questioning look. Tang Wulin shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he did not know what had happened to his mother.
Tang Ziran hurriedly followed Lang Yue into the room, and Lang Yue closed the door.
"Na 'er, let's eat first. You must be hungry." In view of these two little gluttons 'appetite, Lang Yue had prepared a lot of extra dishes today.
Na 'er clearly had no resistance to eating. She immediately nodded and started chowing down.
She had just eaten for a while when she noticed that Tang Wulin, who was sitting beside her, did not start eating like he did yesterday. When she raised her head to look at him, she noticed that he was twisting his body with a distressed expression on his face.
"What's wrong, brother?" Na 'er asked crisply.
"After my test, my arm hurts so much that I can't lift it up.”Tang Wulin had been particularly hungry recently, not to mention the high-intensity labor after school. One could imagine his craving for food at this moment.
Na 'er blinked and said,"I'll feed you then."”
"Alright! Sure!" Tang Wulin was overjoyed.
Na 'er's movements were a little jerky and even a little clumsy. She fed Tang Wulin a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of vegetables in turn.
The two children were six years old and five and a half years old. There was a faint warmth in their youth. Even the lights in this small house seemed to have softened.
"Na 'er, you're the best."
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