"Done!"
With a flick of his wrist, Yun Mu put away the forging hammer that still radiated heat and casually handed it to the waiting staff member beside him.
A relaxed smile played on his face, unable to conceal the youthful vigor about him.
Most importantly, he had not broken a sweat, while the others around him were already drenched.
Who knew whether it was from nerves or exhaustion?
The moment he submitted his work, the white-haired Old Men among the spectators swarmed over like they were fighting for treasure.
They rushed forward in a frenzy, craning their necks and scrambling to see just how astonishing the finished product of One Hammer, Thousand Forgings truly was.
"Let me see! Let me see!"
"Don't push! Take turns!"
Amid the noisy discussions, no one paid attention to Tang Wulin on the stage.
Although Tang Wulin's forging techniques looked quite seasoned and his control of the heat was steady, compared to Yun Mu's jaw-dropping One Hammer, Thousand Forgings, it was worlds apart.
Still, Tang Wulin was genuinely fast.
While the old men were still passing around Yun Mu's work, Tang Wulin's forging hammer had already delivered its final strike. A crisp ring sounded out, and his own work was complete.
After handing in their forged pieces, Yun Mu did not waste a second. He grabbed Tang Wulin by the arm and rushed outside. "Come on, come on! Tianhai Plaza is waiting for us!"
The two vanished in a flash, leaving behind a group of Old Men still studying the works.
One silver-haired old man stroked his beard and muttered in amazement, "Which association do these two youngsters belong to? They're already this skilled at such a young age. Incredible!"
"My apprentice and my grandnephew."
Zhen Hua emerged slowly from the side with his