How old is truly to be able to do this kind of blacksmith? He is only nine years this grade is truly something he never saw coming at all!
Yet he was unexpectedly able to use such heavy Thousand Refined Tungsten Hammers? It was known that some of the rank 2 blacksmiths couldn't even use a single hammer weighing 40 kilograms, let alone a pair of Thousand Refined Tungsten Hammers that weighed 40 kilograms each!
Forging required physical strength, stamina, and technique. Strength was the foundation which increased the efficacy of one's hammering. However, one's strength would also be consumed quickly.
Without a thought, Akash's arms were already in motion, readying the next strike.
His two hammers descended. From Heavy Silver's feedback, Akash could tell that this chunk of Heavy Silver was very similar to the one he had forged previously. Even its inner vein lines were similar. This familiar feeling completely filled his mind as his two hammers moved into action, hammering down on the metal like a rain squall.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang!
The sound of hammering was both intense and rhythmic, a combination which gave off an extraordinary sense of beauty.
Akash's were moving fast he seemed like he was in his own world he didn't even hold back while he strike down on the metal.
Blacksmith's Association's third floor.
The elevator's doors opened up and two people exited. Among these two people was a majestic man in his 40's who was dressed in silver-grey clothes. He wore a badge on the pit of his stomach.
Regardless of who saw him, their gaze would first be attracted to that badge. That badge of his was golden in color and had a protruding hammer design on it. Above it were a total of eight black stars.
These eight stars signified a craftsman who had attained the eighth rank within their craft while the golden hammer represented his position as a blacksmith. An eighth rank blacksmith was an 9th rank level star Divine blacksmith.
At that moment there was a young girl her hair was golden brown that flowed down her back her eyes were big blue she wore the school uniform and she walked with the man next to him she turn around and pointed at the man.
"Dad, don't push it do you understand me? I am thirteen years old now, you handsome man take me to a testing room I am taking my second grade blacksmith rank now."
"Handsome my dear daughter don't say that."
"Dad!" A guy shouted.
"Jackson, tell dad to stop bothering me," the girl said in a cold manner and she glared at her twin brother who chuckled.
"Fuc-I mean no thanks sorry but I am not a blacksmith in the family I ended up with mom talent."
Both twins looked at each other both were treated different while the girl was her father little princess, for her mother she was just trouble maker while Jackson was the little prince in his mother eyes he was troublemaker in his dad eyes both of have it hard.
Jayden Allen was the father of the two twins.
"Yes. Please wait a moment President. Miss Harper is already taking the second rank test! She's truly worthy of being a generational genius in the blacksmith world."
Harper expression was undisturbed in the face of such praise. In response, she just nodded in greeting.
She didn't like being called a genius. The reason she was where she was today wasn't because of her talent, but because of her efforts. Her goal was to surpass her father and become a ninth rank Divine Craftsman.
Throughout the Mother Seriuo Star Continent, there were only three nine star Divine Craftsmen.
"Ah! What's that sound?" Jayden raised an eyebrow as his eyes displayed a trace of astonishment. Beside him, Harper had also raised an eyebrow as her elegant little ears trembled slightly in concentration. She immediately caught on to the sound of successive melodious, yet intense, poundings filling the air.
Regardless of whether it were the rhythm or the frequency, the sounds of pounding was completely beautiful. It gave people a feeling of happiness.
"Maybe someone is taking the fourth rank test let take a peak."
Both Harper and Jayden hit Jackson on the head.
"Have some respect rude ass," Harper snapped but she frowned who is at this level?
"Has someone come to take the fourth rank blacksmith's test?"
The staff member replied dumbfounded.
"No?"
Jayden pondered on it for a moment before turning to Harper at his side.
"Head to the testing room and prepare first. I'm going to go take a look."
"En." Although Harper was also curious, she still obeyed and immediately headed to the second rank testing room. She couldn't be distracted at a time like this.
After separating from his daughter, Jayden followed the sounds of forging and quickly arrived at room number 3. This forging room had exceptional soundproofing abilities, yet, sound would still escape through the door.
This type of forging sound could only come from forging an uncommon, high density metal. Moreover, every strike didn't create any noise, signifying how accurate these strikes were. Thus, those intensive and powerful collisions meant that the blacksmith was using Thousand Refined hammers.
Blacksmith ranks were very strict, with ranks directly relating to their level of achievement. If one was able to reach this level of forging, then they ought to be at the level of a Grand master. Moreover, Jayden could also hear the results. As this blacksmith forged the metal, they were already in a state of harmony with it.