Tang Wulin ignored the noisy people around him and was unaware of the discussion about him on the rostrum. After confirming that Mu Xi was ready, he took out his forging hammer.
It was not the Thousand Refined Heavy Silver Hammer that had been sacrificed to him in blood, but the Thousand-Refined Tungsten Steel Hammer that Mang Tian gave him.
Mu Xi's forging hammer does not have any special effects. Tang Wulin is afraid that Thousand Refined Heavy Silver Hammer's stacking hammer special effects will cause the opponent to be unable to keep up with his own rhythm.
Tap the hammer with your left hand lightly on Sinking Silver, and it will make a crisp "ding" sound.
Mu Xi, who had been observing him, also quickly imitated his actions and hit the same position with a hammer.
Fortunately, the metals prepared by the organizer are all standard metal blocks, not irregular raw ores, otherwise Tang Wulin would be really difficult to handle.
After hitting the hammer, Tang Wulin frowned and observed the changes in the Sinking Silver piece of Mu Xi, and then nodded towards Mu Xi.
Mu Xi understood and nodded to Tang Wulin, saying that he would follow.
Tang Wulin made a quick assessment in his mind. "Fortunately, Sister Xi's level is not low. At her pace, even if it is not as fast as mine, it is enough."
Thousand-Refined Tungsten Steel Hammer swung up, dropped, roared again, and then swung another hammer.
Tang Wulin slowed down his speed, but even if the speed was very slow, there was a faint rhythm and rhythm.
He is already familiar with Thousand Refinement. As the manager of Sinking Silver, he is as familiar with this metal as his own body.
It is no exaggeration to say that even if he hammers Sinking Silver twice with his eyes closed, he can know how to forge it, where is the most suitable place to hammer, and how much force should be used...
Mu Xi and he were doing the same thing. The speed of swinging and dropping the hammer became closer and closer, and the landing point and sound rhythm became more and more similar.
As time gradually passed, the speed of the two gradually became faster.
Mu Xi was surprised to find that he seemed to be able to understand the rhythm of Tang Wulin's forging.
After all, not to mention geniuses like Long Yuan and Tang Wulin, Mu Xi herself is also an out-and-out genius. With someone's step-by-step guidance, she quickly found the key to forging Sinking Silver.
On the rostrum, Duan Ping pulled his beard in surprise, looked at Tang Wulin and Mu Xi below in disbelief as their rhythm gradually merged into one, and blurted out. "That boy is teaching this girl to forge!"
The surrounding blacksmiths also looked at each other in disbelief. Their forging skills were needless to say, but this kind of initiative to change their own rhythm and influence and drive others to Thousand Refinement was something they had never heard of.
For a skilled blacksmith, they will find a rhythm that suits them for each metal through constant practice, and then they will not change it again. Only in this way can they ensure the success rate of their forging.
"Hahaha, you are indeed a forging genius. How come such a talent is not one of us Skysea City Blacksmith Association?" Duan Ping stroked his beard, full of emotion and regret.
The middle-aged man next to him intervened at the right time. "Mr. Duan, that girl is Mu Chen's daughter, but we can definitely fight for Tang Wulin. After all, what is a genius but not a genius? Our Skysea City is no worse than Eastsea City."
"Yes." Duan Ping's eyes lit up, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Tang Wulin suddenly changed.
Cen Yue was still sighing at first, but when he saw this posture, he couldn't sit still anymore and quickly reminded him, "Mr. Duan, I would like to remind you that Tang Wulin is the disciple of Long Yuan Grandmaster."
"Long Yuan?" The light in Duan Ping's eyes went out and he sat down helplessly, "Are you actually his disciple? Then it's not surprising that this level of forging is..."
Since there is no possibility of win over, we can only continue to watch.
But watching the forging process of this genius is also a kind of enjoyment.
On the field, Tang Wulin's rhythm quietly became faster again. After confirming that Mu Xi had found his own rhythm, he no longer hid his clumsiness and worked hard.
At this time, the Thousand-Refined Tungsten Steel Hammer in his hand had already left an afterimage, and a series of metal knocking sounds were almost integrated into one.
"Dang--"
The last hammer fell, and a beam of light rose from Sinking Silver in front of him, spreading to a distance of five feet and lasting for a long time.
"Thousand Refinement has spirit, first-level realm!"
Although they had already been mentally prepared, when they actually saw this scene, the blacksmiths on the stage still rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
Thousand Refinement First Grade is the symbol of the fourth level pinnacle, and is also a key step towards Spirit Refinement. It can be said that as long as you reach this step, you will be able to become a fifth level blacksmith in less than half a year.
But he is only ten years old, right?
"Monster!"
Duan Ping looked around. "He is already the champion of this competition. You should have no objections, right?"
Of course the others didn't object.
Just kidding, there isn't even a third-level blacksmith in the youth group's blacksmith competition this time. How could anyone be able to compete with Tang Wulin, a peak fourth-level pervert?
"Dang--"
Another treasure light rose, but it only lasted less than a moment and then dissipated.
However, this vision was still captured by them.
Okay, now there are level three blacksmiths.
The aura shines outward, Thousand Refinement Second Grade.
It is also the threshold for level three blacksmiths.
Duan Ping looked at Mu Xi who was meditating with his eyes closed, and sighed heavily in his heart, "Hey, why is Eastsea City's life so good?"
He also wants a fourteen-year-old third-level blacksmith...
Tang Wulin glanced at Mu Xi who was in a state of enlightenment. He was very sensible and did not interrupt. After handing over his Sinking Silver, he quickly left.
Entering the competition venue, Tang Wulin quickly took a look at the current competition progress.
Fortunately, there is still some time before he appears.
As the individual competition enters the second round, the gap in everyone's strength has become smaller, and the time has naturally been extended a lot.
He quickly found the Class Zero crowd standing together and asked, "How was your game?"
"Wang Jinxi has already won, Zhang Yangzi is competing now, we all have to wait a while." Xie Xie put his arms around Tang Wulin's shoulders and pursed his lips at a nearby venue, "It's you, how are you doing there?"
"Of course there is no problem, I am the champion!" Tang Wulin replied casually.
With his level, it's okay to join the adult group. He comes to the youth group purely to participate in Baby Cup and abuse his talent.
"Champion? That's not a small tone?"
Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed and he looked at Ye Xinglan and Xu Lizhi who were walking over. He did not worry that the other party had heard the game wrong, but mocked. "I don't know if your tone is loud or not. Anyway, I'm better than you."
"You!" Ye Xinglan said angrily, "Huh, whatever you say, your individual competition ends today anyway."
"What? You also signed up for the individual competition, but I remember Shrek Academy can't participate in this kind of competition? And the registration time has long passed."
Ye Xinglan sneered, "What does it matter? I just need to tell the organizer that I am willing to communicate and discuss with you, and I will naturally get an exceptional quota."
"Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you." Ye Xinglan's smile became even brighter, "The opponent you drew today cannot compete due to some reasons, so your schedule needs to be rescheduled."
Tang Wulin frowned, he knew who his opponent was today without having to guess.
Although he is not afraid of Ye Xinglan, he has never liked such despicable methods.
"You!"
Xie Xie exploded immediately. He stared at Ye Xinglan. He originally wanted to curse, but he didn't know which words were more dirty.
Xu Xiaoyan's expression also dropped, and she felt disdainful of this approach.
On the rostrum, Long Yuan watched the actions of several people from a distance, and the smile on his face never stopped.
He is hosting the game today, and he also made the arrangements for the venue.
Soon, his voice came over the radio.
"Next, the second round of competition, venue No. 1, Ye Xinglan from the Shrek Academy will face..."
Long Yuan paused, looking into the distance Ye Xinglan had a successful smile on his face, and said coldly:
"Lan Fozi of the Eastsea Academy."