It was midday, and three large suns hung high in the sky, their Sword Furnace, bright flames seemingly reflecting each other.
Li Mo stood in front of the stove and took a deep breath.
The temperature of the Black Baleful Wood Oil is about right. The temperature of this Fallen Star Flame seems to be even higher than that of the Earth Vein Flowing Fire, and it is even more difficult to control.
Next, he smoothly added the ore, stir-fried it over high heat, and repeatedly forged away the impurities.
Everyone thought that Divine Hammer Little Overlord's approach might be a bit wild, but no one expected it to be this wild.
Are you a craftsman or a chef?
"But the results seem... pretty good?"
Huo Bingzi noticed the change in the materials, and his eyes lit up with interest.
"Interesting, heh, I underestimated this kid."
Du Wufeng looked on with great interest, as if he had seen something new and interesting.
"..."
The apprentices at the Sword Furnace looked strange, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in their hearts.
Are they going to have to study to be chefs for several more years?
"Reduce the sauce over high heat!"
At this point, the raw materials from Little Li had been cleaned of impurities and were now shining brightly.
He folded the red-hot metal, then hammered it.
Clang--
This hammer blow was not only due to his superb hammer technique, but also to the blessing of Hundred Refinements of Divine Treasures!
Before anyone could even praise him, nine more hammer blows fell in the blink of an eye, each one precise and flawless. The force of the blows was perfectly synchronized with his breath, without the slightest difference. He was nothing short of a ruthless forging machine.
Ten hammer blows in a single breath, Hundred Refinements of Divine Treasures!
The art of hammering is divine; it forges both weapons and oneself!
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art also began to make progress for the first time, taking its first step towards eternal indestructibility!
"Pretty!"
"Excellent hammering technique!"
If the previously novel Stir-Frying Steel Method only surprised or amazed everyone, this hammering technique for forging sword blanks is truly breathtaking.
Even Master Craftsman Du held his breath, revealing a serious expression.
Clang!!
The hammer blows like a cloak, sparks fly, and its force shakes in all directions.
Li Mo discovered that he could now strike ten times in one breath, which was much easier than before. However, he was not trying to use the Law of Heaven and Earth, but rather he increased the number of forgings in the Hundred Refinements of Divine Treasures .
Twelve forgings in a single breath!
He was still using the Seven Settling the Universe and Earth Hammer Technique, and his Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body's sensitivity to the Weapon Slaughter Sharp Qi allowed him to precisely control the state of the weapon embryo.
"No wonder his Swordsmanship is just a hobby, no wonder he's called... the Divine Hammer Little Overlord."
Xie Xuan had previously speculated that Li Mo might possess a divine-level hammer weapon.
But at this moment he changed his mind. Li Mo's hammer technique was truly worthy of the title 'divine hammer'!
"If I were to face him..."
Xie Xuan shook his head, realizing that his Swordsmanship seemed to have become an illusion.
The premise of the Go Sword Art is that the opponent can only compete with you, must compete with you. But what can you compete with a hammer? This is the essence of simplifying complexity and using brute force to overcome all techniques.
Using minimal force to overcome great strength, and brute force to defeat ten techniques, are both exquisite aspects of martial arts. They are neither superior nor inferior, but simply represent different paths.
He discovered that he had no other way to deal with the situation except by summoning the ancestral wooden sword.
"Could this kid have learned blacksmithing from the womb?"
Huo Bingzi was somewhat taken aback.
Li Mo already possesses all the necessary foundations to become a master craftsman; all he lacks is experience and accumulated knowledge.
"At least when we were in the Southern Border, Brother Li shouldn't have known the art of weapon forging."
Zhong Zhenyue said with certainty.
"So, he's only been learning for a few months?"
"Less than two months."
Ying Bing gazed at the boy amidst the raging flames, forging steel, a sliver of tranquility flickered in her eyes.
When she participated in the Hidden Dragon Assembly in her previous life, she only used an ordinary weapon.
Now, however, someone is preparing the weapon she will hold in her future hands, swinging the hammer with all her might time and time again.
Clang--
The hammer blows were heavy yet crisp.
That's about it.
Li Mo began to slow down the pace of the forging.
He did want to continue using the Hundred Refinements of Divine Treasures to improve his Eight-Nine Arcane Art Technique, but while he could endure it, the materials he forged might not be so formidable.
After being stacked hundreds of layers, this piece of copper had reached its limit.
"Out of the oven and plated!"
"..."
Du Wufeng didn't dwell on the strange steps. He reached out and drew in the Fallen Star Flame, which, along with the purple copper, entered his palm.
"The copper was forged to almost perfect condition."
Copper is often used by apprentices as a practice tool, but that doesn't mean it's simple; it contains a lot of impurities.
The level of a product can be inferred from the degree to which impurities remain.
But Du Wufeng had never seen or even heard of anyone who could achieve this level of skill in just two months of blacksmithing.
This kid's a natural-born blacksmith!
"You can indeed forge a fine sword for her; no wonder she's so eager for you to forge her sword..."
Master Craftsman Du looked regretful, then blinked and said:
"However, you've only been involved in weapon forging for a short time, so you might not be entirely confident in creating a masterpiece. Don't you really want to reconsider..."
"Even ordinary soldiers are fine."
Ying Bing looked at Li Mo, her clear and cold eyes revealing a gentle warmth like a still-burning furnace, captivating and mesmerizing.
"It would be best to forge a masterpiece, so..."
Li Mo coughed lightly and asked somewhat embarrassedly:
"Could I borrow your Fallen Star Flame for two days?"
"?"
You little brat, you actually dared to try and take advantage of me!
"I'll teach you how to fry steel."
"Only two hours a day."
Du Wufeng reluctantly agreed.
Then, after returning to the Sword Furnace, he confiscated Huo Bingzi's "The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me" on the grounds that playing with toys was a waste of time, and decided to start reading it from today.
This book seems to be genuinely useful.
So, for the next two days, every time Li Mo came to the Sword Furnace, he could see the old man holding a picture book, looking at it with great interest.
Fortunately, Master Craftsman Du did not let his hobby distract him from his studies; he would occasionally offer guidance while Li Mo was forging iron.
Li Mo did just that, improving his forging skills while honing his Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Of course, he also got beaten up in the Small World.
Princess Little Jiang had no idea that after instructing her, the unfathomable Teacher Heavenly Venerable would be subjected to being humiliated by the Great Sage Projection.
Unfortunately, there was no significant improvement in the Eight-Nine Arcane Art within a few days.
Little Li was still being beaten so badly that he was questioning his existence all night long; he couldn't win, he was completely outmatched.
Even after the fight, they may fall into a state of lethargy and Will Soul weakness.
But that's not a problem.
Every morning, Li Mo would sneak into Ice Block's room and give her a massage as a way to release the stress after being beaten.
The objects released were mainly the snow feet of the Ice Block and the long, slender, and delicate legs that were not bony.
"That feels so good. Massage is definitely the best way to relax."
Li Mo felt confident again, as if he had inexhaustible energy.
"Is it possible that I was the one who got pressed?"
Ying Bing crossed her legs, pulled the blanket over herself, and gave him a long, brooding look.