Chapter 325: Chapter 318: Howling in defeat!
Hearing Duan Li's words that sounded like a challenge to him, how could the proud Shen Murong just shrug it off like that?
Naturally, he stepped forward, and with an arrogant snort, he said, "Hmph! Isn't it just hammering down a weapon for a few times? If you give me a weapon, I'll also be able to do the same thing!"
Obviously, despite saying this, he did not believe what Duan Li said to be true. After all, how can an Ultimate graded weapon that was sought by innumerable cultivators around the Tian continent be forged just by hammering them a few times?
If it were that easy, then wouldn't everyone be able to have one by now?
"Be my guest." Duan Li chuckled and tossed over a sword to Shen Murong.
Catching the sword on his left hand, he placed it on top of the crimson All-Enduring anvil. Then, he gripped the huge golden God hammer with his right hand.
Sucking in a huge mouthful of air, he imagined himself to hammer the sword a few hundred times in a matter of seconds with his barbaric strength, thinking that he would look so cool while doing it and surprise Duan Li with his capabilities.
"Hengg!!"
However, reality was often disappointing.
Eh?
Wang Dong by the side was already prepared to watch something interesting with his arms crossed on his chest, but why did his Brother appeared to become frozen at the very last moment?
Could his stomach be acting up?
"Even his veins was now popping out from his skin.. he must be desperately holding it in for the faeces to not leak out.." Wang Dong nodded as he made this assumption and felt like it should be the case.
My Brother, that is not healthy for your bowels..
As a man, we should be a creature that symbolizes freedom! What does it matter if you were to defecate yourself on the spot?
Even if the whole world would then viewed you in contempt for doing it, I, the great Wang Dong, would stand tall and become proud of you!
"How in the world is this hammer so heavy?!" Shen Murong silently cursed in his mind as beads of sweat started to drench his body.
Duan Li noticed the grim expression on Shen Murong's face and he knew that the other party had thoroughly underestimated the process of creating an Ultimate graded weapon.
"Well... How can a tool to create an Ultimate graded weapon be anything ordinary?" Duan Li chuckled as he shook his head.
"Heengg!!" Shen Murong let out another sharp burst of air from his mouth as his muscles on his right arm burgeoned, which finally granted him the strength to lift the hammer up!
Don't you underestimate the heir of the Shen clan you damned hammer!
Seeing that the latter was finally able to lift the God hammer after exerting quite an effort, Duan Li nodded before he casually spoke while sipping tea by the side, "Unless you can hammer the sword for a thousand times, nothing will happen to that sword."
Putong!
Shen Murong found his strength to suddenly disappear and his kneecap loose when he heard this, causing the weight of the hammer to pull him down to the ground and crashed.
Shen Murong had the scare of his life as the God hammer almost squashed his b*lls when he fell.
"A thousand times? Impossible! This thing is so heavy! I can probably swing it for ten or twenty times, but that's already pushing it!" Shen Murong shouted in reply to Duan Li's absurd statement.
"Brother Shen Murong, what are you saying? How can that hammer be that heavy? Let this powerful man who once stood at the peak of Mount Tai give it a try!" Wang Dong laughed out loud as he stepped forward with large strides, the wind blowing on his hair making him look like a vagrant cultivator.
Gripping the hammer with his right hand, he summoned his strength.
"Eiiyaakk!!"
...
A crow was chirping overhead as it flew above Wang Dong, seeming to curse the other party as an idiot.
"..." Duan Li and Shen Murong.
"Sh*t! Its really heavy! What the flying cow is this thing? Is it really a hammer?!" Wang Dong's mouth and brows twitched in embarrassment.
"Eiyaaakk!!" he shouted and tried to lift it up once more, exerting more strength this time around.
Finally, the hammer was lifted off the ground inch by inch, and his face was reddening as blood furiously circulated in his body.
"You need to lift it over your head before hammering the sword down." Duan Li instructed with a smile as he shook his head.
"Over my head?" Wang Dong instantly paled.
What if it fell over my head? Wouldn't I be dead by then?
Despite feeling a bit scared, he was also a prideful man and refused to back down. Therefore, he summoned more of his strength and was able to lift it over his head although his arm was already shaking.
Pengg!!
He hammered down and lifted it up once more.
Pengg!!
Each repetition became increasingly difficult and his breathing started to become haggard.
After about 5 times, he finally could no longer take it and gripped the hammer with both hands.
"!!!!"
Immediately, the weight of the hammer seems to be multiplied by ten, the sudden pull caused all his muscles to react instinctively and tightened themselves, causing his clothes to teared itself apart, revealing his naked body that looked rock solid like the cliff of a mountain!
It was fortunate that his underwear was holding on. Otherwise, the sun would instantly become dim and the dragon would shrivel up and die.
Putong!
Just like that, Wang Dong also crashed heavily on the ground.
It appears that one must only use the hammer with one hand!
Seeing that even Wang Dong has failed, Shen Murong turned to Duan Li, "Hey! I refuse to believe that you managed to use that hammer and swung it for a thousand times! That katana must be from somewhere else!" he said grudgingly.
Lifting the God hammer was akin to the showcase of one's true raw strength depending on the number of times they can swing it.
He was always under the impression that although he was weaker than Duan Li, his raw strength should be at least a twentieth of the other party at least.
If Duan Li could really swing the hammer for a thousand times, wouldn't that meant that the other party was holding back all these while?
In response to this, Duan Li only shook his head once more before stepping forward. Gripping the hammer with his left hand, his muscles tightened a bit before he was able to lift it overhead almost immediately, appearing to be unaffected by the sheer weight of the hammer!
When both of them saw this, their faces showed extreme disbelief!
"How could this be?!" they simultaneously thought in their mind.
How was he able to lift the hammer so effortlessly? Using his non dominant hand at that!
Peng!!
Duan Li began to swing the God hammer onto the sword on the anvil.
Peng!! Peng!! Peng!!
Slowly, the speed of his hammerings began to increase exponentially, before eventually turning into afterimages!
Wang Dong and Shen Murong could only watch the preposterous scene with their mouths agape.
...
By evening, Fei Longwei, Wei Shang, Wei Wang and the rest finally returned to the residence court after a full day lecture at the academy. Shen Lu and Guo He appeared to be somewhere else at the moment.
Unlike the hoodlum Shen Murong who frequently skips classes, they were law abiding students and would never miss their class for lame excuses.
As for their Lord...
Well, the identity of their Lord was special anyway. How can the Imperial Overseer have the time to attend class every day?
They arrived mostly at the same time, and when they entered the garden, a perplexed expression could be seen on their faces.
"Eh? Isn't that Shen Murong and Wang Dong? What are they doing?" Wei Shang said curiously.
"It appears that they are watching the Lord forging a weapon?" Fei Longwei replied hesitantly before turning to Xu Rong and Xiahou Yu.
"You guys arrived earlier than us, what happened?" he asked.
"What else? Exactly as you can see. Those two has been sitting on the ground like a pair of pebbles watching the Lord hammering that weapon for an hour now!" Xu Rong answered, appearing to be perplexed as well.
Xiahou Yu by her side nodded and added, "It seems like.. they are intent on counting how many times Brother Duan Li is hammering that weapon..." she explained while munching down a fried chicken drumstick.
Pengg!!
"Oh? It appears that the weapon is finally done? Let's go and take a closer look!" Wei Shang said as the rest nodded.
They did not dare to get closer before for fear of disturbing the trio as it could be something important, but now that its over, they could finally seek their answer.
But before they were even close, Wang Dong and Shen Murong suddenly slammed their fists on the ground and cried out!
"A total of 13,000 swings..." Wang Dong felt his soul to shatter to pieces like a broken glass.
He could only swung the hammer for 5 measly times!
"13,000 times... 13,000 f*cking times! Mother, father.. is your son here born as a handicapped person?" Shen Murong howled into the sky emotionally.
"..." Everyone.
What the hell are they doing?
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