Chapter Twenty-Five: Thousand Forges

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"See My first Soul Technique is Blade Qi. I spent an extra 10,000 Federation Coins to have the Spirit Master pick out my spirit beast. The spirit beast is also a blade, directly attaching to my martial soul. My Blade Qi is invincible!"

Tang Wulin frowned slightly, "Why so much nonsense."

Wan Yunchao's eyes widened, "Even now you dare to waste my time I was holding back because I didn't want to hurt you. Just admit defeat quickly. I'll let you go, or else, this blade doesn't have eyes." As he spoke, he swung his hand backward, and wherever the blade passed, a tree with a bowl-sized trunk was instantly cut in half.

Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed. "Plants have life too. Why would you cut them down for no reason"

Wàn Yúnchāo was just about to speak when he saw a white halo rise from beneath Tang Wulin's feet, and strands of Blue Silver Grass surged out from his palm.

The slender vines of blue-silver grass did not lash directly at him, but rather rose into the air, and then a shrill whistling sound echoed through the grove.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"Ouch! That hurts. Tang Wulin, you're cheating. If you have the guts, come closer to me."

"Pop, pop, pop!"

"Oh, oh, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, isn't that enough How can you, a blue-silver grass, be so good!"

When the two emerged from the forest, Wan Yunchao was already sporting a bruised face and numerous whip marks on his body.

Tang Wulin wasn't very good at controlling his Blue Silver Grass. It was always searching for Na'er, and even his meditation had been neglected. But that didn't stop him from guiding the Blue Silver Grass directly towards Wan Yunchao.

Both of them were still children and didn't possess any combat skills. The Lan Yincao fully demonstrated the adage "An inch longer, an inch stronger." Wan Yunchao's short knife blade couldn't leave his side, and he himself lacked combat skills. The outcome was, needless to say, predictable.

"Why Why would this happen With my Soul Skill, I should be able to beat you!" Wanyan Chao roared in anguish, addressing Tang Wulin who was supporting himself.

Tang Wulin said angrily: “Teacher Lin has passed away long ago, your martial soul is suitable for close combat, suitable for the agile attack route, you've gotten so fat, how can you be agile”

"I clearly slashed my blade at your Blue Silver Grass just now, how come it wouldn't break" Wan Yunchao said with a look of discontent.

Tang Wulin said, "This is the characteristic of my Blue Silver Grass. It can't be cut before my soul power is depleted."

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Wan Yunchao shouted excitedly, "I want to lose weight, I want to attack quickly!"

Tang Wulin, "What's for dinner at your place tonight"

"It looks like, perhaps, an elbow."

After sending Zero to be looked after by Wan Yunchao, Tang Wulin rushed to the Meng studio.

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To his surprise, Mangin was waiting for him in his workshop.

"Teacher." Tang Wulin respectfully greeted Meng, ever since he learned that his teacher was a powerful Soul Sage of the four-ringed level, he had even more respect for Meng.

"Graduated" said Mang, nodding.

Tang Wulin said: "Well. Graduation."

"The junior college is going to be in Donghai City, right"

Tang Wulin said, “That’s right! I was just about to tell you. I’m going to study in Donghai City, so I won’t be able to continue learning blacksmithing with you.”

Meng said faintly, "I just like the tranquility here, but that doesn't mean I won't leave. In fact, the jobs we take are all from Donghai City. You can't fall behind in your blacksmithing training. I also have a studio in Donghai City, and I'll give you a blacksmithing room. Every once in a while, I'll go there to guide you."

Tang Wulin's heart warmed, "Teacher, you…"

His gaze burned into him, "Donghuang City is a true metropolis, unlike the small town of Aolai City. Before you go, you must first pass my test, otherwise, you won't be qualified to continue learning blacksmithing with me there."

"Test" Tang Wulin was stunned. "Teacher, what kind of test"

A flash of light appeared in Mang's eyes, "Qian Dan!"

Tang Wulin exclaimed in surprise, "Master, you're finally willing to teach me the Thousand Forging"

"Nodding, Mang said, "After you fused with the soul spirit, your power has increased again. You should be able to support a thousand forges. Completing one thousand forge would mean you passed my test."

When he uttered this sentence, there was a strange feeling in his heart. He still clearly remembered that when he first started practicing Thousand Forging, he was fifteen years old and his Soul Power level had already exceeded level twenty. Moreover, his martial soul was the Earth Hammer, known for its power. At the age of fifteen, completing Thousand Forging, he was already hailed as a prodigy in the forging world.

It's a pity...

"Teacher, shall we start now" Tang Wulin's excited voice jolted Meng from his reverie.

“Hold on, I'll take you to test your strength first. You've failed many parts recently. One is because your mind is not focused, and the other is because you have a problem controlling your power.” Meng coldly observed from the side, having long discovered Lin Zi’s problems.

Yes, it wasn't just Meng. Tang Wulin himself had discovered that something seemed wrong with his own power.

After merging with the soul spirit, he swung his arms powerfully, creating a sonic boom. His strength was noticeably amplified. Afterward, he was consumed by searching for Nala and the grief that followed her departure, causing him to stop thinking about this aspect any further. At this moment, prompted by his teacher's reminder, he remembered it himself.

Isn't that right When I was forging these parts a few times, several failures were caused by overexertion.

Meng brought Tang Wulin to his own forging room. It was much messier than Tang Wulin's room. Among a pile of jumbled instruments, he found the one specially used to judge the power of the forge room.

Strength testing machine.

This instrument is simple to make, but it requires great precision in order to accurately test the strength of a blacksmith. The strength testing device consists of two parts: below is a square platform and above it is a cylinder. At the back is a two-meter-high metal column with a thin mercury column on top.

A blacksmith needs only to strike the metal column with a forging hammer to test its strength. The mercury column behind it will rise accordingly to the force of the blow, thus testing the strength of the strike.

The forging hammer used for testing is uniformly regulated to be one hundred jin. The strength testing instrument will automatically deduct the force brought by the forging hammer itself.

Tang Wulin has conducted a power test every year since he came to the Meng Studio.

During his first test, he hit with a force of 140 kilograms. He was only seven years old at the time. By the age of eight, it had increased to 200 kilograms. While this result is largely influenced by the momentum generated when swinging a hammer, achieving such power is still incredibly impressive.

The nine-year test has not been conducted yet, so it's just right to supplement it now.

"Let's begin. Left hand first." Mang handed him the test forging hammer. inside, and their bodies shimmering with intense light. Without any dodging, they charged straight in 。 This... this is too barbaric, right Directly crashing and overloading! If it were just a st...