Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique Shows Its Might, Mo Lang Becomes One with His Hammer!

"You? Kid, stop messing around. This isn't a place for rich young masters like you. If you want to chase girls, go somewhere else. Don't get your delicate skin hurt, young master—I can't afford to compensate you."

Seeing Mo Lang dressed like a wealthy young master, with Xiao Wu standing beside him, Shi San frowned. A trace of disdain even flashed through his eyes. He had clearly taken Mo Lang for some rich boy out to pick up girls.

"Hahaha, exactly! I bet you can't even lift a forging hammer, yet you want to show off your strength in front of a pretty girl? Stop embarrassing yourself and hurry home."

The other blacksmiths in the Blacksmith Shop could not help mocking him as well.

Mo Lang said nothing. Narrowing his eyes, he picked up the forging hammer Tang San had just used and brought it down hard on the iron block Tang San had been forging.

Bang!

A thunderous boom rang out, making everyone's scalps tingle. Even Mo Lang felt pain shoot through the web between his thumb and forefinger from the impact.

He had not expected the Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique to be so powerful.

After all, his physique had long since become extraordinary after being transformed by Star Power. Even the blacksmiths might not have been physically stronger than him, yet this seemingly simple swing had drained him so much!

But only Mo Lang understood that behind this simple strike, every muscle in his body had exerted force in that instant. His arm had been flung out like a tail.

Move one hair, and the whole body moves!

If Mo Lang had not restrained his strength, a full-force blow might have collapsed the entire Blacksmith Shop.

Crack!

Just as everyone was marveling at Mo Lang's strength, a splitting sound suddenly came from the forging hammer in his hand.

Crash!

Before everyone's eyes, several cracks appeared on Mo Lang's forging hammer. Then, in an instant, it shattered into a pile of iron fragments that fell to the ground. At the same time, the pig iron on the anvil was revealed to everyone.

The pig iron, originally the size of two fists, had been smashed into a flat iron disc by Mo Lang's single blow!

Everyone knew that forging pig iron was not simply a matter of using greater strength. It required a certain amount of skill as well, or the pig iron would crack apart and become scrap metal.

"Sure enough, even if I've mastered god-tier forging, without the corresponding proficiency, I still can't forge a good weapon."

Looking at the dense cracks covering the iron disc, Mo Lang muttered to himself. It only strengthened his resolve to learn at the Blacksmith Shop.

The people around him were completely dumbfounded, standing there stiff as statues.

"Who the hell is this kid? How can his strength be so terrifying? He smashed a block of pig iron into a disc with one blow and even cracked a forging hammer that could withstand three thousand jin of force. My God, am I dreaming?!"

"Ow! Damn it! Why are you squeezing my thigh?"

"I wanted to see whether I was dreaming."

"Get lost!"

Shi San's eyes nearly popped out as he watched the scene. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and after confirming it was not an illusion, he swallowed with difficulty and stared at Mo Lang as though he were a monster.

"Boss, what do you think of my strength? If you're not satisfied, I can give it another go. But if I use my full strength and your shop collapses, don't hold me responsible."

Watching Shi San get thoroughly shown up, Mo Lang clapped his hands, rubbed the split web between his thumb and forefinger, and tilted his head with a teasing smile.

"No, no, no! I admit your strength is great, but forging isn't just about strength..."

"Of course I know forging isn't just about strength. I'm only showing you that I can lift a hammer. If you don't believe I know how to forge, bring me another block of pig iron and I'll show you what I can do."

Before Shi San could refuse, Mo Lang waved his hand.

He had been careless just now. If he controlled his force properly and combined it with the Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique, he believed he could achieve the result Tang San had just produced in perhaps three strikes instead of nine—maybe even better!

"Fine, then. I'd like to see what else you're capable of, kid." Shi San's curiosity had been piqued by Mo Lang's words.

More importantly, if this kid could forge too, then he had struck gold today. With two smiths who knew forging joining him, his shop's output would rise. Wouldn't he be the one making more money then?

"Xiao San, help your brother work the bellows. Lang-ge will show you something." Seeing Shi San bring over another chunk of pig iron as large as a human head, Mo Lang rolled up his sleeves and spoke to Tang San.

"Okay, Lang-ge!"

Tang San looked at Mo Lang with great curiosity. He had never heard that Mo Lang knew how to forge, nor had he ever seen him work iron. The moment Mo Lang called him, he immediately went over and began pulling the bellows.

"That's about right."

Once the pig iron had been heated until it glowed red, Mo Lang immediately picked up a new forging hammer and activated his Golden Eyes. The red-hot pig iron before him instantly became like a naked woman, its internal impurities laid bare and clearly visible beneath his Golden Eyes.

With the support of the Nine-Nine Unifying Hammer Technique, Mo Lang knew exactly how much force to use and where the forging hammer needed to land.

If not now, when?

Clang!

Mo Lang raised the forging hammer in his hand. His entire body seemed to merge with it as one. Without the slightest hesitation, he smashed it down fiercely onto the pig iron, producing an ear-splitting sound.

With the first strike, the pig iron immediately became smoother and rounder, while its volume visibly shrank by a full circle. More importantly, under that blow, its other rough side seemed to have turned itself over, waiting for Mo Lang's "favor."

"Raise the temperature!"

Before anyone could express their shock, Mo Lang quickly called out. Hearing this, Tang San worked the bellows even harder. In an instant, Mo Lang's second strike descended with a whistling roar!

Clang!

The second strike landed, and the collision between the forging hammer and the red-hot pig iron rang out again. Sparks flew in every direction, making the sight intimidating.

Everyone in the Blacksmith Shop, including Tang San and Xiao Wu, stared fixedly at the glowing pig iron. To their shock, after only two simple strikes, the chunk of pig iron had actually shrunk by an entire circle!

"Again!"

They had thought Mo Lang would stop, but he did not. He clearly wanted to see how many strikes he could deliver.

Or rather, he wanted to see what this chunk of pig iron would become after nine strikes became one!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Another three strikes fell. Mo Lang grew more proficient with every blow, his entire body seeming to merge with the forging hammer in his hand. There was him within the hammer, and the hammer within him.

If Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had made the forging hammer in his hand seem to come alive, then in everyone's eyes, Mo Lang and his forging hammer were now inseparable!

He had already reached the realm of Man and Hammer as One!