Tie Family Hammer Technique

Suotuo City.

In the east of the city stood a blacksmith shop.

This blacksmith shop was enormous, the largest in all of Suotuo City.

The entire shop was divided into the storefront, forging area, warehouse, and living quarters.

At the very front was the storefront, open for business, displaying finished weapons, armor, and everyday tools.

Seven or eight shop hands attended to passing customers, selling the ironware forged in the back.

Behind a black curtain separating it from the storefront was the forging area. It was incredibly spacious, as large as two football fields.

At a glance, more than fifty furnaces, bellows, and forging tables stood in neat rows, while various unfinished weapons and materials were piled to one side.

Numerous burly blacksmiths and shop hands bustled about within.

The constant clang of metal rang out in a steady rhythm.

What was rather strange was that among the blacksmiths stood a little boy barely over a year old, only sixty-odd centimeters tall.

He looked exquisitely cute, yet he was bare-chested and held a toy-like forging hammer, imitating the adults beside him as he swung it.

Tie Xiong panted heavily.

His sharp gaze fixed on the air before him. He looked nothing like a child, as though a massive block of iron lay in front of him. He raised his hammer in his right hand and smashed it down.

But he exerted too much force, swayed unsteadily, and plopped onto the ground.

"Ha ha! Little Xiong fell again!" Clearly, this was not the first time. The moment Tie Xiong fell, laughter erupted around him.

Tie Long hurried over and picked his younger brother up.

"Don't underestimate my little brother. You can tell from this that he loves forging even at such a young age. He'll definitely cultivate faster than I do in the future!" Tie Long said with a grin.

Tie Long was only seven, but he was already powerfully built and a full one hundred thirty centimeters tall, with bulging muscles. When he grew up, he would surely be a fierce, burly man.

Tie Xiong suddenly broke free.

"I can do it myself!" Tie Xiong was still not used to being held.

After all, by Earth's standards, he was already in his twenties.

He had never expected to transmigrate to Douluo Continent, to Suotuo City, where Shrek Academy was located.

After all this time, he had also learned his identity.

His two older brothers, Tie Long and Tie Hu—weren't they the Iron Blood Duo who had once fought Tang San and Xiao Wu in the Great Soul Arena?

The two brothers both possessed Forging Hammers as their martial souls. They knew an exquisite hammer technique similar to the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, allowing them to wield their hammers in a tight defense around their bodies.

And their second soul skill, All-In, had even made Tang San spit blood after taking it head-on.

This showed that the brothers did possess some talent, though they were six or seven years older than Tang San.

Tie Xiong was six years younger than his twin brothers, so he guessed that he was the same age as Tang San.

Tang San had probably just transmigrated as well and was currently cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

That thought filled Tie Xiong with a sense of urgency. He was not Tang San, that cheat king, equipped with a whole set of godly hacks.

Not to mention those ridiculously overpowered Hidden Weapons.

Right now, he knew nothing. He could only start by learning hammer techniques from these blacksmiths.

Fortunately, from reading the novels and watching the animation in his previous life, he knew very well that Tang San had never fully brought out the Clear Sky Hammer's potential.

He had merely cheated his way to God Level. If not for the Asura God's secret help at the end, he would not even have been able to defeat Bibi Dong.

Since I'm here, then let me become the Hammer King!

His familiarity with the Douluo storyline was his greatest cheat. Weren't all sorts of opportunities waiting for him?

Tie Xiong set a belief for himself: there was no problem on Douluo Continent that one hammer could not solve. If one hammer was not enough, then use two.

He shook off Tie Long's hand and continued learning alongside the many blacksmiths.

What Tie Xiong did not know was that behind the curtain separating the storefront from the forging area—

His father, Tie Xin, was watching the scene intently.

"Xiao Long and Xiao Hu both have level five Innate Soul Power, already higher than mine. I wonder what Little Xiong's Innate Soul Power will be like. But seeing that he loves practicing with a hammer at such a young age, it seems the talent for hammer techniques flows in his blood."

"When Tie Long and Tie Hu were this little, all they knew how to do was cry!"

"Looks like Little Xiong needs to be taught properly!"

"Perhaps he might surpass Tie Long and Tie Hu in the future."

That night, in the living quarters.

Tie Xiong ate with his mother, father, and brothers.

Tie Xiong's mother, Chen, was an ordinary person whose martial soul was merely a hoe. She possessed no Innate Soul Power and could not cultivate at all.

Therefore, the Tie family's martial souls were all inherited from their father's Forging Hammer martial soul.

"Little Xiong, I've observed you for half a month. You've kept at it, learning hammer techniques from all the uncles. Since you can persist, I'll begin teaching you the Tie Family's inherited hammer technique starting today!" Tie Xin praised.

"Isn't it too early? Tie Long and Tie Hu only started learning when they were four!" Chen asked worriedly.

Even Tie Long and Tie Hu were startled.

They knew how difficult this hammer technique was to learn.

They had been beaten plenty as children.

"Mother, I can persist! I want to learn!" Tie Xiong hurriedly said.

He could not let his mother ruin this.

With his father teaching him, he would definitely learn faster.

His family's hammer technique was surely inferior to the Clear Sky Sect's hammer technique.

But at the very least, it could give him a foundation and train his body for future meditation and soul ring absorption.

Besides, he was a man determined to become the Hammer King.

He was determined to make his hammer surpass the Clear Sky Sect's hammer.

"Good! Little Xiong has ambition. Today, I'll begin teaching you the Tie Family Hammer Technique, passed down through our family for generations!"

Hearing that, Tie Xiong was too tired to complain.

He had already known how terrible the Tie family was at naming things when their three sons were named Long, Hu, and Xiong.

He only hoped this hammer technique was not as bad as its name.

After dinner, Tie Long and Tie Hu stood nearby as well.

They wanted to see how long their little brother Tie Xiong could endure.

When they had first practiced, they could not remember the hammer techniques at all.

They still vividly remembered Tie Xin chasing them around and beating them.

And the hammer technique was not the key. The most important thing was the hands. Constant forging made the hands bleed, scab over, bleed again, and scab over again, until the bones, fascia, and tendons in the hands were strengthened.

At an advanced level, a soft callused layer would form on the hands, greatly increasing the palms' resistance to impact and their strength.

Using their hammer martial souls would then become much easier.

Thinking of that, both brothers shuddered. They only hoped Little Xiong would not cry too miserably later.

Once their father decided to teach Little Xiong the hammer technique, he would be serious about it. He definitely would not stop halfway.

"Our Tie family ancestors also learned the complete Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is a continuous forging technique. It can borrow force and build upon force, perfectly bringing out a blacksmith's strength. The greatest blacksmiths can swing eighty-one consecutive hammers!"

"It is a divine skill for blacksmiths. But later generations have been incompetent, and now we only know a superficial portion of it. That is why we dare not call it the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. If our Tie Family could produce another blacksmith capable of striking the eighty-first hammer, we could face our ancestors with pride!"

Tie Xin sighed as he spoke.

Even he could currently strike only a little over twenty hammers.

Tie Xiong had set out on his journey. Give it a read and add it to your favorites—let's hammer our way across the Douluo World together.