The Legend of the Dragon King

Four is over! Brothers and sisters of the Tangman Gate. Favorites, recommendations. Come on! The higher the temperature, the better the ductility of the sunken silver.

Two hours of patience and sudden eruption, Tang Mailin was not soft at all. One powerful strike, the sunken silver began to deform, and Mars splattered.

Whenever his arm starts to ache, the spine sends a stream of heat that instantly flows into the wreckage of his limbs, relieving the soreness of his arm. Tang Mailin also mobilized his own soul to inject into his arms, maintaining his own strength.

Gradually, one foot of silver began to dwindle. The purifying effect of 100 forging is gradually revealed.

You know, sunken silver itself is already very strong, very dense, and it's very difficult to purify it and produce a contraction effect. And without destroying its own texture.

After this near-perfect purification in front of Tang Dynasty Lin, the value of this sunken silver must be increased at least a few times.

Tang Danglin himself did not know how many times he had punched, gradually, the roar of the punch disappeared. In front of him, the sunken silver seemed to be releasing a flawless light. Every beating, it seems to breathe once with Tang Mailin's breath. Tang Mailin's spine has become burnt and hidden inside his clothes, and his skin gradually shows a faint golden pattern.

All the attention next to him was on the silver, and he didn't notice any change in his disciples.

The golden colour of Tang Mailin's eyes was slightly brighter, and the thousand forged tungsten steel hammer in his hand seemed to have become part of his body. Each hammer knocks down, and the sunken silver sounds like a comfortable chant.

Tang Mailin's eyes became brighter and his beating frequency began to become faster and faster, and his whole body concentrated in that pair of Thousand Forged Tungsten Steel Hammers.

Sinking silver became more and more concentrated, shrinking by five, ten and fifteen percent in volume. By this level, its density seems to have reached its limit and will no longer shrink inward, but every beating by Tang Mailin slightly improves its texture to make it more rational.

The light of the fire reflected a red patch of lining throughout the forging master, let alone Tang Mailin, who had already been soaked with sweat, even in the sky next to him, was already sweating on his forehead.

Thousand forges, that's the feeling of a thousand forges now.

As a master of masterpiece forging, Tian Tian is extremely acute in capturing Tang Danglin's knocking match with the sunken silver.

This is an indescribable feeling that only those who have truly experienced a thousand forges can truly feel.

Today, I just wanted Tang Mailin to feel the silver sinking, gradually looking for the feeling, just complete the Thousand Forge before going to intermediate college. But he never thought that Tang Mailin would actually start forging directly today, the first time he came into contact with the sunken silver, and he really went into that state.

This is because he has enough power, but more importantly, enlightenment! This kid, he's destined to be a master.

The biggest loss of his life was his failure to become a master blacksmith, but he seemed to see hope in Don Danlin.

Three hours have passed. Tang Dynasty Lin has never forged this long in one go and is still in such a high intensity forge.

Three and a half hours pass, four hours!

Tang Zizhan did not know when he had been standing outside the forging room door, and his son had not returned for a long time, so he came looking for him. I saw Tang Danglin sweating like rain.

That amazing rhythm, that symphonic banging sound, and that focused look on my son's face.

This is the first time he saw his son forge, this is clearly a realm that has entered the hall! He's nine years old! In just three years, is that even possible? Tang Ziran has seen a number of forging masters, he has clearly seen a unique taste of those masters on Tang Mailin.

Without interrupting, Tang Ziran was well aware of the importance of a forger focusing on forging his heart. The sky is just around the corner, obviously, my son should have had a breakthrough in forging.

Four and a half hours later, Tang Mailin's face was already a little pale, and the golden lines on him had disappeared long before Tang Zilan arrived.

When I first came here in the year, the sour swelling appeared again and my arms grew heavier, which was clearly a feeling of overpowering. But he didn't stop, even the power of every beating was still so uniform, his willpower propped him up, and he continued his forge.

It's going to work. It's going to work. You can't stop. Stop now, and you're probably going to throw it away.

Due to the connection with the underworld in the sunken silver, Tang Mailin bit his teeth and continued to exercise.

Tian Tian doesn't know when he has tightened his fists, at this time he is even more nervous than Tang Mailin.

If the child succeeds in his first attempt, it will undoubtedly give him strong confidence and will be of immense benefit to him in the future. The success rate will certainly be much higher than that of other forgers.

But can he hold on? It's been almost five hours, and it lasts nearly five hours of exercise. Even if you are yourself, you have to work hard to get your soul to work.

“When, when, when, when, when…” Thousand Forged Tungsten Steel Hammer is baked by the furnace fire because of continuous forging, it has also become a little red, if it wasn't for the stiffness given to it by Thousand Forges, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been able to support it.

Suddenly, the sunken silver trembled slightly in Tang Mailin's forging, and immediately, a bright silver glow suddenly broke the lockdown of the furnace fire, lining the entire forging room into a piece of silver.

Tang Mailin's hammer fell at the same time, pounding heavily on it, and suddenly, the silver light became more insane.

Tian Tian almost lightning came to Tang Mailin's side. He didn't know when he had an extra knife. His hand lifted and fell, and quickly drew to Tang Mailin's wrist.

A bloody sprinkle of blood just landed on that shimmering silver.

Tang Zhi shouted. The next moment, Tong Tian had covered the wound on Tang Mailin's wrist with his hand, his eyes burning to see the metal flashing with silver light, while turning off the furnace fire.

Blood falls in the silver light, making a string of “mumbling” sounds, and the smoke spills. The flame went out, revealing the metal itself.

It shrunk another turn, and the flaming red on the sunken silver faded at an alarming rate, along with the shimmering silver light.

Prior to the exercise, it disappeared into a striking silver colour, seemingly grey, without any eye, except that, on the body, there was an extra layer of fine, dense lines, like waves of the sea, which were like engraved on them, but the bias itself was extremely smooth.

The dusty silver of the gray flutter has a deep feeling when you look closely, which is an incredible texture.

It's also a thousand forges, and the difficulty varies from metal to metal. If the difficulty of Thousand Forged Tungsten Steel is one, then the difficulty of Thousand Forged Silver is at least five or even eight.

When Tong Dailin tried to forge a thousand forges and gave him this heavy silver, he had no idea that he would be able to forge a thousand. Instead, let it find the feeling of a thousand forges through a piece of metal that is not easily destroyed and of good enough quality.

But five hours, exactly five hours, he succeeded.

That gray puff, that's right, a thousand forged silver!