This difference is too subtle. Does it need to be verified? Of course!
Tang Ling took a deep breath and struck the second blow with his left arm in the same way.
This time is even worse than the result of the weight falling on the right arm. This is human inertia. As long as you are not left-handed, your right hand is stronger and your right arm is more flexible.
Therefore, Tang Ling was not moved by this result and thought that he was getting worse and worse.
He is willing to calm down, think about it bit by bit, and achieve perfection bit by bit.
Since it is a set of three hammers, the third hammer still needs to be completed.
This third hammer doesn't have any skills, let alone complexity. It just holds the hammer with both hands and uses all the strength of the body to hammer down hard.
At first, Tang Ling thought he had made a mistake.
Therefore, when Boss Huang finished the first demonstration and asked him to express his feelings, he also said it, but he was not sure in his heart.
But the strange thing is that Boss Huang did not deny it at all.
If it was wrong, Tang Ling believed that Boss Huang would deny it. After all, he was making iron for him, and there was no need for Tang Ling to make iron in the wrong way and waste his materials.
So, Tang Ling got the answer. This third blow was to explode with all his strength, and strike hard with all his strength.
Does such a hammer have any benefit in refining? Tang Ling didn't know how to blacksmith and didn't bother to ask more questions. Only by learning the basics steadily would he gain more understanding. Asking questions at this time was the correct attitude.
Therefore, Tang Ling took a short rest, and then carefully realized the subtle changes in strength brought about by the first two drops of the hammer. Then he held the hammer tightly with both hands, and just hit it directly, using up all his strength. With strength, the third hammer fell heavily.
There was a dull and fast sound, no different from the sound of Boss Huang's hammer falling.
However, after the third hammer fell, Tang Ling's expression suddenly changed.
He has precise instincts and can feel the process of power bursting out in an instant, consumed completely, and then quickly restored.
But in the process of recovery, his strength seems to have become, how should I say? A little more solid
This is different from the subtle feeling of the previous two hammers. The subtle feeling of the previous two hammers is that you can feel the cohesion of the power at the last moment of rebound and when it needs to explode with all its strength.
And what should I say after the last hammer falls? The power of recovery has become a slightly more solid power.
**
Boss Huang was sitting in the huge front hall at this time.
The front hall is the storefront.
However, this shop looks very strange.
This strangeness does not mean that the style of the entire shop is messy and gives people a strange feeling.
On the contrary, this shop is decorated very elegantly, whether it is the wooden furniture or the decorative calligraphy and paintings, they are all just right.
It does not give people a feeling of being dazzled and missing the details, and allows everything in it to complement each other and show their own characteristics and values.
Yes, why does such an arrangement give people a strange feeling? The strange thing is that this is a shop, and it's a blacksmith's shop. Why is there no relevant product on display
Instead, it looks like a tasteful and elegant hall, used to receive distinguished guests.
Tang Ling had not seen this shop. If he had seen it, he would have wondered how Boss Huang made money.
Boss Huang is very leisurely at this time.
The lounge chair in the shop is very comfortable. The blanket under the lounge chair is very fine and the fluff on it is soft with a little toughness, which is perfect for massaging the soles of the feet.
If a knowledgeable person saw it, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. This blanket is actually the fourth-level ferocious beast that only exists in the cold sea. The fur of the ice thunderstorm sea lion is the best inner armor material, and it is spread randomly like this. On the ground, it is too luxurious.
But Boss Huang doesn't care.
Level four ferocious beast? If he couldn't find a better substitute, he felt that the quality of this fur was really low.
At this time, there was a pot of tea on the small table at his hand, the kind of tea that Ding Ling brewed for him, a greenish-reddish tea.
There was also a bottle of wine that was an unknown luxury product, a plate of crispy uncooked rice, and a plate of Hailihong, a rare specialty fruit in the ocean.
With half-closed eyes and a pipe in his mouth, he really felt like a god enjoying himself.
The sound of Tang Ling's blacksmithing came from the blacksmithing room at the back. It was not perfect, but for some reason, Boss Huang still had a faint smile on his lips after listening to it, and muttered something vaguely. I heard the word "good".
The door of the shop faced the busy street. A woman walked by the street and accidentally caught a glimpse of Boss Huang's smile, and her face couldn't help but feel slightly hot.
Boss Huang noticed it sensitively and blinked at the woman frivolously. The woman stopped, as if she was hesitating about something
However, Boss Huang's brows furrowed in the next second. What was this brat Tang Ling doing? Why did the sound of blacksmithing only ring three times and then stop? He was listening with interest.
The woman on the street saw Boss Huang frowning and left quickly asking for trouble.
At this moment, Tang Ling rushed out of the blacksmith's room and looked at Boss Huang with an excited expression.
"Is this refining rough material? Or is it refining human strength? This is a way to weaken strength, right?" Tang Ling looked at Boss Huang and asked several questions in succession.
Boss Huang frowned, and then glanced at Tang Ling with contempt. What charm could a hot-tempered young man have? Seeing such a anxious look is simply too disgraceful.
Picking up the purple clay teapot next to him, and taking a sip of tea, Boss Huang said calmly: "Forging iron is forging iron. Why are you bothering me when I have nothing to do?"
"But, I feel that I have been stuck in the bottleneck for a long time. I have never been able to integrate the power, but today it finally loosened up." Tang Ling was a little incoherent. He had no one to guide him, and he thought about all the problems by himself.
If it weren't for the perfect gene chain, he would have long ago been stuck at the bottleneck and unable to progress.
This is the first time he has encountered a bottleneck. Although he has figured out the reason, he can't think of a solution. Now that things have begun to change, he can't be excited.
Looking at the excited Tang Ling, Boss Huang smiled, put down the teapot, and said leisurely: "That's just a side effect, you don't need to pay too much attention."
"Of course I care. Why is it loose?" Tang Ling came out impatiently to ask this question.
Only when you understand the truth can you have a direction, and only when you have a direction can you know where to work towards.
"Of course it will loosen. The first two hammers, the accumulated strength layer upon layer, is the process of merging and condensing the power together. During the explosive hammer, the power of the fusion and condensation is actually used."
"The last blow consumed all the strength in the body, and what was replenished was naturally a bit more strength."
"If you want to know the reason, the reason is actually that simple. Therefore, you should understand that this is a process that cannot be manipulated. Only by hammering it down honestly can all your existing powers be integrated. Together they form a more solid force.”
"At this time, the energy you have stored will be replenished and form new strength, and then you can do a new hard work." Boss Huang answered Tang Ling's question in one breath, without any concealment. Although the words were simple , but made the key points clear.
Tang Ling nodded heavily, his attitude at this time was very humble, and he asked: "Is this the method everyone uses to integrate their power?"
"How is it possible? I am just a blacksmith. This is my unique blacksmithing skill. Do I have to teach it to everyone? Everyone comes to blacksmith? Others want to integrate it and generally use the 'pressure method'. Under pressure, he exhausted his strength again and again, and then solidified it. "Boss Huang really knows everything.
"Which one is better?" Tang Ling asked.
"Does it have anything to do with you? Now you can only make iron. Since it has this side effect, you can enjoy it. Rich people can rent the pressure chamber. Are you rich? People who have no money can just carry stones. You Are you free? Just ask useless questions." Boss Huang glanced at Tang Ling.
He obviously refused to say which method was better, only admitting that this was a side effect of blacksmithing.
"Okay, I understand. I'll go back to blacksmithing now." Tang Ling didn't ask any more questions, and just went back to the blacksmithing room to continue his great work.
As for how much he believed Boss Huang's words, it didn't matter at all. Since blacksmithing had long-term effects and could consolidate strength and finally integrate it, he would just work hard in this direction.
"This kid is quite cute, cuter than his father." Boss Huang muttered again.
At least, Tang Feng was not as solid as Tang Ling back then, and was as impetuous as a little lunatic.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Boss Huang's face again, as if he was not sad about Tang Feng's final death.
He lazily took out a bell from his pocket and rang it twice. Soon Dingling appeared in front of Boss Huang with an impatient face.
"They are studying, so what are you going to do?"
"Haha." Boss Huang reached out and pinched Ding Ling's round face, but Ding Ling rolled her eyes and stared back.
"Are you still studying? Did you get a food picture book from somewhere? Are you drooling?"
Ding Ling's face turned red, like a dyed glutinous rice ball, and she quickly said: "Oh, boss, tell me if you have anything to say."
"Go, heat up the rest of Tang Ling's breakfast and bring it to the blacksmith's room. Well, in two hours, I'll deliver another lunch." Boss Huang stretched.
At this time, the street suddenly became inexplicably lively, and people roared excitedly.
But neither Boss Huang nor Ding Ling seemed to care, and Boss Huang just said: "Looking at the current situation, I should be able to eat. Let's talk about dinner later."
Ding Ling nodded, turned and left.
At this time, Boss Huang turned his head and looked at the busy street, but he only glanced at it, then poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
"Are you here? It won't take long, right? Tang Ling doesn't have much time, but how far can he go?"
Boss Huang was talking to himself, with a glass of wine in his throat, and then he sighed and said, "That's all, everything depends on God's will, just let it go."
And on the busy street over there, you can vaguely see that in the center of the bustle is a young man carrying a sword.
(End of chapter)