Douluo's personal pendant

Tang Fei said: "With my craftsmanship."

The old man suddenly laughed. After he laughed, he looked at Tang Fei and said, "My baby, don't think you can refine tools after learning a few hands with a hammer."

Tang Fei pulled out his ears, his face was full of disdain and said, "Why, bet something, it's like you bet against others not to pick up customers."

Hearing his arrogant voice, the old man frowned slightly and said, "What do you want to bet on."

Tang Fei bypassed them and looked at the house, then turned his head and looked at the father and son twice before saying: "I think this shop is pretty good, but it's a bit, so let's go, if you lose, this shop will belong to me, you guys. Also help me work for three years."

After listening to his conditions, the corners of the old man's mouth moved slightly, and the face of the middle-aged man next to him changed. He knew that his father was going to gamble again, but his father was addicted to gambling and his luck was not good, so he hurriedly pulled the old man away: "Father. "

Turning his head and glaring at Tang Fei.

The old man was pulled by him, and his original excited face returned to calm, but the trembling corners of his eyes clearly exposed his true thoughts. He really felt very uncomfortable to endure it.

He took a deep breath, looked at Tang Fei and asked, "What if you lose."

Tang Fei raised his head proudly and said: "Although I can't lose, but if I lose, I will work for you all my life."

"Okay, I promise you."

"father."

The middle-aged man brushed his forehead and looked at the confident old man.

Just listen to the old man again: "However, we have to decide what to bet on."

Tang Fei shrugged and said, "As long as it is related to refining, it doesn't matter."

The old man pushed away the middle-aged man who was holding the position in front of the blacksmith's table, and with one hand he pulled the bellows next to the stove. As the wind came in, the flames in the hearth burst straight.

The middle-aged man sighed and went forward to prepare for the two Rao competitions. Because he had already prepared for the last time, he had some experience, but he lost the last time. He and his father had no income for several months. This time he will lose. Not only the shop must be given to others, but both of them must work for others.

The old man walked to Tang Fei's side and looked up at him, and said, "Zi, the refining device is divided into three parts, ironmaking, shaping, and forming. What I want to compare with you is the most basic ironmaking in the refining device."

"You know, if a piece of iron is better than not, the fineness of the tool that has been tempered has been determined, and our competition standard is the purity of this piece of iron."

"Iron purity?"

"Yes, my batch of iron ore is the better of iron ore, but only 30% of them are iron. We will be able to hammer out all three layers of iron in one hour."

Tang Fei stroked his chin and nodded to indicate that he already knew the rules.

The time limit is for a while, compared to the purity of the iron block.

After the middle-aged man had prepared his things, he stepped forward and said to the old man, "Father, I'm ready."

The old man glanced at Tang Fei at the prepared blacksmith platform, and said, "Son, you are better than me."

Tang Fei said with my wildest look on his face: "I'm afraid that if I take action, your mentality will collapse when you are old. If you don't compare with me, you should ask first."

The old man chuckled and didn't mind, after all, he still needs to be hard in ironing.

I saw the old man roar, a sledgehammer carrying a thunderbolt was held in his hand, and his body also grew a little bit bigger, the original oldness was long gone, a wild aura erupted from his body .

The old man held a piece of iron ore with pliers in his other hand, burned the iron ore to red, and placed it on the big iron pier.

"drink."

With a loud shout, the old man hit the red iron ore with his hammer.

boom.

The hammer hit the iron ore and made a loud noise. The old man did not stop, pulling the hammer back and forth to beat the iron ore in a unique rhythm. At this moment, the old man seemed to have forgotten everything. Dedicated to Ironmaking Zheng

Tang Fei looked at the old man wielding the hammer seriously. The momentum was indeed violent, and the rhythm was very smooth. The breath was connected to the ups and downs of the hammer. However, for some reason, the old man's iron-making method gave him a strong Familiar with Fu

After watching it for a while, Tang Fei suddenly realized, isn't this the drunk father's method of exerting his strength, Hao Zong's unique skill, the random splitting wind hammer method?

Tang Fei frowned, and thought to himself: "Why do they randomly split the wind hammer method, do they have anything to do with Hao Zong?" But he always felt a little strange.

After looking at it for a while, Tang Fei finally found out where the strange place was. The old method of strength really smelled like the random splitting wind hammer method. One hammer after another, it was powerful, but he didn't have superimposed power.

The essence of the chaotic wind hammer method is the ability to continuously stack power to the limit of the body, and although the old man swings the hammer, although it is powerful, it is not the superposition of power, but he himself forcibly suppresses the power. , Released bit by bit, the result of forcible.

Tang Fei was relieved secretly in his heart. Originally, he had guessed how the father and son had to do with Hao Zong, thinking that he would not be embarrassed by the other party if he wanted to win, but now that it turned out to be a pirated product, it was all right.

Soon, one hour passed, and the continuous clanging sound in the forge was accompanied by a loud noise, and stopped, the old man put the hammer away, reached out and touched, wiped the sweat from his forehead, satisfied Looked at the iron block that had shrunk seven layers on the pliers.

Although the old man wielded the pirated random splitting wind hammer method, he couldn't stand his great power and skill. He could easily get rid of all the scum in the iron ore within an hour and make a piece of pure iron.

"Son, how about it, it's not comparable." The old man didn't expect that his potential could erupt to make pure iron in a moment. He was naturally in a good mood, panting and looking at Tang Fei with a smile.

The middle-aged man looked at the iron block, the boulder in his heart finally came down, and his face also showed a relaxed expression. Before that, he was very worried. After all, with his father’s gambling luck, he would lose ten gambles and nine losses. The remaining one may not be able to win, but now this piece of pure iron has blocked Tang Fei’s conditions for victory. Don’t Tang Fei can also make pure iron. Even if he can make pure iron, he cannot win his father. What's more, at his age, it would be good to be able to remove three layers of dross from iron ore within one hour.

So he proudly said to Tang Fei: "Son, now you can't win anymore. Now you are half surrendering defeat. You only need to spend three years in our shop."

Tang Fei coldly snorted, "It's uncertain whether your store can be opened for three years, and the outcome is not always certain?"

The middle-aged man was naturally unwilling to listen to Tang Fei's cynicism, and was about to step forward to reason with him, and a thick arm held him down.

The old man slowly said: "It's useless, if you don't admit defeat, then come." After that, he made a please gesture to Tang Fei.

Tang Fei glanced at him, and took out the hammer he took away from the house from the space ring. After all, it was the hammer used by Title Douluo, and it was definitely not bad.

But the middle-aged man almost laughed when he saw Tang Fei take out the hammer, and thought: "You are not even a martial arts hammer. Why are you trying to compete with others? Why are you so tough." He thought about it. How to instruct Tang Fei in the future.

Tang Fei took the hammer, picked up the iron block, burned red, and hit the iron ore with a hammer.

When he lifted the second hammer, the face of the old man watching beside him changed drastically.

Chapter 8 Ultimate Pure Iron

"Chaos, chaotic cloak hammer technique." The old man tremblingly said, the hammer technique played by the young man in front of him plunged him into memories of the past, and the powerful man who could not be matched seemed to be in front of him.

Just three minutes ago.

"System, Improve Skills Random Chopping Wind Hammer Method"

"Ding Dong, remind the host whether to use one hundred thousand diamonds to upgrade the random splitting wind hammer method to intermediate level."

"Yes."

"Ding Dong, I have upgraded the random splitting wind hammer method to intermediate level, do you spend 200,000 to upgrade the random splitting wind hammer method to advanced?"

So Tang Fei spent 800,000 diamonds to raise the chaotic wind hammer to the top.

But seeing that the iron block made by the old man turned out to be pure iron, Tang Fei's heart tightened, feeling that only the top-level random splitting wind hammer seemed unstable.