Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 29: Practice more food
"Wow, it's you, stinky brother!"

Mu Xi stretched out a chubby finger and pointed at Qiangu Qitian.

Qiangu Qitian found it a little funny when he heard Mu Xi's way of addressing him.

"I'm the stinky little brother, are you the fragrant sister?"

"Of course, of course I am Sister Xiang."

The little blonde girl raised her head, like a proud little swan, with two golden ponytails swinging behind her.

"Hahaha, my sweet baby, have you been practicing forging well recently?"

Zhenhua pinched Mu Xi's straight nose and asked jokingly with a smile.

"Hehe, of course." Mu Xi was a little excited when he mentioned forging, "I can now swing eighteen hammers in each hand!"

Since she was born, Mu Xi's favorite thing was to watch her father, Mu Chen, forging.

When Mu Xi was five years old, she would hold a pair of specially made small forging hammers and imitate her father's movements, hitting a piece of iron that was not much bigger than her palm over and over again.

On the first day, Mu Chen discovered Mu Xi secretly imitating him in the room.

But he just thought it was just a joke between children.

As an eighth-level blacksmith, he knew how difficult the road of forging was. Many people without talent were mediocre, and some even suffered lifelong disabilities.

He didn't want his daughter to suffer the same hardship.

But Mu Xi's persistence day after day finally moved him. On Mu Xi's seventh birthday, which was last year, Mu Chen began to formally teach Mu Xi the real forging.

Mu Xi not only inherited his father's Yaoyang martial spirit, but also seemed to have inherited his father's forging talent.

After a year of systematic learning, Mu Xi has officially started learning forging.

Zhenhua touched Mu Xi's head and praised her generously: "As expected of little Mu Xi, you are a little genius."

After receiving praise from a master craftsman, Mu Xi felt as if she was a little genius in forging. She looked at Qiangu Qitian with some pride and said, "Hey, little brother, I'm awesome, don't you want me to teach you forging in the future?"

Qiangu Qitian looked at the arrogant little Lolita and said perfunctorily: "Wow, sister, you are so great, I admire you so much!"

But I was thinking: Such a cute little kid, he will definitely cry for a long time if he gets punched.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're being too perfunctory."

Mu Xi pouted, a little dissatisfied.

Zhenhua was embarrassed, and he tried to smooth things over by saying, "Okay, okay, people have already said that you are amazing."

He did this to prevent his baby Mu Xi from crying loudly after knowing the truth.

Mu Xi got down from Zhenhua's arms shyly. She was unwilling to admit defeat and seemed to want to prove something: "Uncle, can I borrow your forging table?"

"Forehead……"

After thinking for a while, Zhenhua nodded and said, "Of course."

He felt that if Mu Xi wanted to go further on the road of forging, he had to curb her temper.

Forging requires neither arrogance nor impatience, and of course, self-confidence.

Mu Xi's current self-confidence makes him a little impatient.

Mu Chen felt that Mu Xi was a little lawless. Just as he was about to speak out to stop her, Qiangu Dieting's voice rang in his mind: "Let the younger generation solve their own problems."

Mu Chen looked at Qiangu Dieting in shock. The latter had no expression on his face. He just stood there, quietly looking at the place where Qiangu Qitian was.

"Is this... the Ultimate Douluo..."

Mu Chen sighed in his heart. The sound that sounded directly in his mind was definitely not a simple line of sound, but a transmission on the spiritual level.

"Uncle, I want to forge tungsten steel."

Mu Xi took out two small forging hammers from her storage bracelet.

Small, of course, compared to the forging hammer used by Zhenhua, for Mu Xi, who was only eight years old, it was already her limit. Zhenhua took out a piece of the best quality tungsten steel stone from the cabinet and put it into the furnace that had not yet been extinguished to calcine and heat it.

While heating, Mu Xi was already thinking about how he would gain praise from his uncle and admiration from his little brother with his superb forging skills.

Not long after, the red-hot tungsten steel was placed in front of Mu Xi.

At this time, Mu Xi's eyes also became serious.

She really loves forging. No matter how impatient she is at other times, once she stands in front of the forging table and holds the forging hammer, she will become extremely focused.

This may also be a kind of talent.

"Dang~"

Mu Xi smashed down with the hammer, and the forging hammer collided with the tungsten steel. Her arm was also paralyzed by the recoil.

But she clenched her eyes, her expression still focused, and swung the forging hammer in her other hand.

“Ding, ding, ding~”

Mu Xi kept hammering the tungsten steel in front of him with his hands alternately. When the 39th hammer fell, a layer of fine sweat beads had already covered Mu Xi's forehead, and a few strands of hair were also stuck to his forehead.

The thirty-ninth hammer!
Even though she was physically and mentally exhausted, Mu Xi's eyes were still bright and she was still cheering with joy in her heart.

She broke through again!
In a few years, she will definitely be promoted to a first-class blacksmith!

At this time, the office door opened again and a staff member walked in holding a plate.

On the plate, there was only an antique wooden box.

Seeing someone coming, Mu Xi did not speak loudly, but whispered to Qiangu Qitian beside him: "Stinky brother, I am awesome, right?"

Qiangu Qitian did not answer, but just raised a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth.

Mu Xi frowned slightly, and her pretty nose wrinkled.

"Come on, Xiaotian."

Zhenhua waved towards Qiangu Qitian, motioning him to come over.

Qiangu Qitian ignored Mu Xi's dissatisfaction, because the little loli would start crying soon.

Qiangu Qitian walked to Zhenhua's side, and Zhenhua opened the box brought by the staff.

Inside, a badge lay quietly.

The badge is made of copper and has a raised hammer pattern on it, with three stars inlaid below the hammer.

The hammer pattern represents the blacksmith, and the three stars correspond to the three levels.

In the badge system of the Blacksmiths' Guild, levels one to three wear bronze badges, levels four to six wear silver badges, levels seven to eight wear gold badges, and level nine, which symbolizes the master craftsman, wears platinum badges.

Inside each badge, there is a special soul guide array that can be engraved with the blacksmith's basic information, which is why it took so long to prepare.

When Zhenhua put the badge symbolizing the third-level blacksmith on Qiangu Qitian's left chest.

Mu Chen, Mu Xi, and Yuan Baoer, the faces of the three of them were filled with disbelief.

Seven years old, a third-level blacksmith?

Muchen felt that this world was crazy. How could these two words appear on the same person at the same time?

Mu Xi looked at the badge on Qiangu Qitian's chest, which was shining with metallic luster under the light, and she felt that the world had turned gray.

Thinking of Qiangu Qitian's praise and his own arrogance, Mu Xi felt dizzy and a little hot in the head.

At this time, Qiangu Qitian walked to her side and stretched out his hands: "If you are new, just practice more."

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Mu Xi cried out, tears welling up in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)