Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
In the blacksmith shop, the rhythmic sound of the hammer striking the iron echoed continuously throughout the room.
After mastering the techniques of the Random Wind Hammer Method, Lin Ye's control over the forging hammer became increasingly refined, and the power he could unleash grew stronger.
With each swing of the hammer in Lin Ye's hand, it sliced through the air with a fierce whooshing sound, leaving behind only blurred afterimages. The whistling wind that accompanied each swing was shrill and sharp. His technique was now very close to the Haotian Sect's Random Wind Hammer Method, at least in principle.
Every time the forging hammer struck the red-hot piece of iron, the iron would not only compress but also bounce up from the anvil due to the recoil from the forceful impact, before falling back down again.
With each successive blow, the red-hot iron, originally the size of a human head, had been hammered down to the size of a coconut.
Seeing Lin Ye fully grasp the techniques he had taught and even develop his own method that closely resembled the Random Wind Hammer Method, Tang Hao was left speechless. His face betrayed no emotion—he had become numb.
Tang San, standing nearby, was also silent, overwhelmed by Lin Ye's display. Though he wasn't particularly gifted in blacksmithing, he had never considered himself a prodigy in that area, so he didn't feel too disheartened by Lin Ye's extraordinary talent.
After all, Tang San believed his true talent lay in hidden weapons. Still, watching Lin Ye demonstrate such immense strength and monstrous talent left Tang San feeling deeply ashamed of how he had doubted Lin Ye earlier, convincing himself that Lin Ye couldn't do what he himself had failed to achieve.
'Sigh! You're the one truly born with divine strength,' Tang San thought to himself, shaking his head in silent admiration.
Under the watchful eyes of Tang Hao and Tang San, Lin Ye continued swinging the forging hammer for quite some time. However, despite the enhancements from practicing Nine Yang Divine Skill and Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, which had significantly increased his strength and endurance, Lin Ye eventually began to tire.
If it were merely a matter of swinging the hammer, he might have lasted longer. But mastering and refining the Random Wind Hammer Method required a great deal of physical and mental stamina. Thus, after just over ten minutes, Lin Ye found himself struggling to keep going.
However, had it been Tang San in his place, he wouldn't have lasted nearly as long.
Hoo...
As he felt his strength waning, Lin Ye gradually lessened the force behind his swings, finally lowering the hammer and placing it back on the ground with a long exhale.
"This hammer isn't as heavy as it seemed—it's just right, and it feels good in hand. But it's not quite enough for training," Lin Ye murmured to himself, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he let go of the hammer.
Tang Hao: "…"
Tang San: "…"
"This hammer... is just right?"
Looking at the forging hammer, which was nearly as tall as himself, Tang San couldn't help but recall how he had strained with all his might over the past few days just to lift it. His lips moved slightly, but for a moment, he couldn't find the words. Maybe he wasn't really born with divine strength after all...
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Tang Hao's expression darkened, ' This hammer isn't heavy? Just right? Are today's kids all this terrifying? Is divine strength just a given now, with each one more terrifying than the last? Is it me who's getting old, or has the world changed?'
Meanwhile, after releasing the hammer and muttering to himself, Lin Ye turned to Tang Hao and Tang San. "Uncle Tang Hao, how did I do with the forging?"
"…Very good."
Tang Hao was silent for a moment before speaking. Reflecting on his earlier doubts about Lin Ye's abilities compared to his own son, and now facing the truth, Tang Hao felt a complex mix of emotions.
Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, a faint smile curled at the corners of Lin Ye's lips.
"Uncle Tang Hao, I'll leave the sword forging to you then. I'll come to pick it up tomorrow. I'm heading back now. Goodbye, Uncle Tang Hao, Tang San."
With that, Lin Ye turned and left the blacksmith shop.
Watching Lin Ye's departing figure, both Tang Hao and Tang San couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, their emotions conflicted as they reflected on the power and talent Lin Ye had displayed.
"What a monster."
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The next morning, at dawn.
According to their agreement, Lin Ye was supposed to pick up his sword the following day. However, perhaps due to the shock of witnessing Lin Ye's strength and talent, Tang Hao had already completed the sword by the evening of the same day and had Tang San deliver it to him.
So, the next day, after finishing his morning training, Lin Ye strapped the sword to his back and activated the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions. He swiftly flew over the forest behind Holy Spirit Village, heading deep into the woods.
On the Douluo Continent, while soul beasts with extraordinary abilities did exist, there were also ordinary wild beasts. Soul beasts were typically found only in primeval forests like the Star Dou Forest or in the soul-hunting forests maintained by the empires.
As for the forest behind Holy Spirit Village, though vast, it was just an ordinary forest with no soul beasts.
However, while soul beasts had higher growth potential, some ordinary wild beasts, such as lions, tigers, leopards, and bears, had combat power comparable to weaker soul beasts with less than ten years of cultivation.
Carrying the sword on his back, Lin Ye circulated the Nine Yang True Qi within him, performing the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions. He moved like a featherweight through the air above the endless forest, his speed astonishing.
In less than half an hour, he had traveled several dozen li (miles) deep into the forest.
At the forest's edge, only small animals like rabbits, mountain rats, and squirrels could be found. But as Lin Ye ventured deeper into the forest, larger wild animals began to appear—deer, roe deer, goats, as well as predators like lions, tigers, leopards, bears, and wild boars.
Since this was his first hunt, Lin Ye was cautious. He didn't recklessly challenge the stronger carnivorous beasts or the more aggressive omnivorous ones.
It wasn't the right time yet.
Performing the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions, Lin Ye surveyed the forest from above before finally selecting his first hunting target—a naive-looking roe deer.
'That's it! You're the one, silly deer.'
Drawing his sword, Lin Ye gripped it tightly and swiftly dove down towards the wild roe deer.
Needless to say, the roe deer stood no chance of escaping Lin Ye's grasp.
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