Douluo Continent : Learning Blacksmithing

During this time, Xulann dedicated himself to developing the potential of his body. He understood the importance of forging from his memories of Tangsan and the knowledge of the plot in Douluo Dalu 3. Seeing the power of blacksmithing, particularly in creating battle armors, Xulann became eager to learn the basics of forging from Tanghao.

One morning, Xulann approached Tanghao while he was working at the blacksmith shop. Tanghao paused his work and turned to look at Xulann, his expression showing a hint of impatience.

Xulann pointed to a piece of pig iron with a faint black light in the corner and asked, "Father, can this piece of iron be used for me?"

Tang Hao's impatience seemed to lessen as he examined the piece of pig iron that Tang San pointed out. He noticed the faint black light emanating from it, indicating the presence of iron essence. This discovery surprised Tang San, as the metals Tang Hao typically used for farm tools were of low quality and contained many impurities.

Tang Hao's gaze shifted between the pig iron and Tang San, and he asked, "So, you want to be a blacksmith in the future?" There was a hint of curiosity in his voice.

Tang San's eyes sparkled with determination as he expressed his desire to learn the craft of blacksmithing from his father. He knew plot Tanghao is one of the three mastercraftsman in whole continent. So He asked him about learning for his fulfilling his goal to create some own tools.

Tang Hao, seemingly lost in thought, muttered to himself before settling down on an old chair in front of the pig iron. He lazily asked Tang San, "Tell me, what makes a blacksmith the best?"

Tang San pondered for a moment and replied, "It is a master craftsman who forges an artifact out of ordinary iron." He used famous dialog of the Tanghao to return back to tanghao.

Tanghao feels surprised, thought this kid may be have the talent of becoming blacksmith. for testing him, Tanghao proposed,

He pointed to a large iron lump with a square of 50 centimeters on the other side of the room, "I want to be a blacksmith and learn forging from me. Then, you have to forge it 10,000 times with a hammer first. Only then can you be qualified. "

　　It was a piece of ordinary iron, which contained a lot of impurities, which was much worse than the piece with iron mother.

　　"Now, you can still change your mind." Tang Hao said lightly. Ready to go back to the back room and go to sleep.

　　"Father, I'm willing to try." Tang San's voice was clear and calm, but contained a bit of firmness.

With determination in his heart, Tang San began his forging journey. He ignited the charcoal fire and started pumping the bellows, directing the flow of air into the furnace. The flames danced around the large iron lump, heating it up.

Though he had never personally forged before, Tang San had observed his father's work closely. He understood the basic process and techniques involved. Holding a heavy hammer in his small hands, he carefully positioned himself in front of the fiery furnace, ready to take his first swing.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San raised the hammer high above his head and brought it down with all his might, striking the heated iron. The impact reverberated through his body as he repeated the motion, hammering the iron over and over again.

Time seemed to blur as Tang San continued his relentless strikes. Each swing of the hammer required strength, precision, and focus. His small body perspired profusely and He continue to use the Xuantian Kunfu internal energy as well due to development of Body development Method 1 he has alot of physical strength.

As Tang San swung the iron hammer, the sound of metal striking metal reverberated throughout the blacksmith shop. Each strike required strength and precision, but with the aid of Xuantian kung fu, Tang San was able to handle the heavy hammer with ease.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao, lying on the bed, turned over and glanced at his son with surprise. Although his eyes were closed, a hint of admiration crossed his face. He muttered to himself, pondering whether Tang San possessed some innate supernatural power.

The rhythmic sounds of the hammer striking the iron filled the air, creating a familiar melody. Father and son engaged in their daily routine, the forging process becoming a bonding experience and a testament to their shared determination.

In the blacksmith shop, the sound of the hammer striking the iron became a constant rhythm, echoing the determination and growth of a young boy on his path to becoming a skilled blacksmith. And with each swing, Tang San inched closer to unlocking the secrets of forging and unlocking his own potential.

As Tang San continued his relentless forging, he recognized that his physical strength alone was insufficient to sustain the continuous swinging of the hammer. He relied on the assistance of Xuantian Kungfu to supplement his efforts. With the power of Xuantian Kungfu coursing through his body, he found himself able to swing the hammer a hundred times with his full strength.

After exerting himself to the limit, Tang San would sit cross-legged on the ground, allowing his body to recover. He focused on replenishing his internal power, waiting for it to reach a level where he could resume his forging. This cycle of exertion and recovery became a regular practice for Tang San.

Through this rigorous routine, Tang San not only trained his physical endurance but also honed his Xuantian skill and strengthened his will. The repeated consumption and recovery of his internal power became a test of his determination and perseverance. Tangsan continue his journey of forging and body development.

The only difference is that from this day on, Tang Hao got another stove in Tang San's room and asked him to forge that piece of iron by himself. He didn't give Tang San a word, but from this day on, Tang Hao drank less wine and had more food at home.

One year passed, Xulann is almost 6 year old now.

The village chief is a kind man, and everyone in the village respects him very much. A few years ago, when Tang San's family was in the most difficult time, He often brought food over. 　　

"Grandpa Jack, hello." Tang San walked up to Old Jack and saluted him respectfully.

Tang San will always remember those who are kind to him. 　　

Tang Hao said coldly: "What's the matter, village chief?" Old Jack was actually older than him by less than ten years, but he insisted on being a generation older than him, which made Tang Hao feel a little uncomfortable all the time.

Old Jack smiled warmly, appreciating Tang San's respectful greeting. He turned his attention to Tang Hao as he spoke about the purpose of his visit. "Tang Hao, Xiao San is almost six years old now. It's time for him to participate in this year's Martial Soul awakening ceremony."

Tang Hao's gaze shifted to Tang San, his expression calm. "Very well, we will participate. When is the ceremony?"

Old Jack nodded in approval. "The awakening ceremony will be held in three days at the village square. It's an important event where young talents showcase their martial souls. I believe Tang San will impress everyone with his abilities."

Tang San's eyes lit up with excitement. The awakening ceremony was a significant milestone for young martial artists, and he had been eagerly looking forward to it. He felt a surge of motivation to continue his forging practice and improve his skills before the ceremony.