Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

Hearing Mang Tian call his name, Lin Nuo immediately stood up, and Na'er beside him immediately encouraged him, "Go for it, brother!"

Lin Nuo nodded to Na'er and walked over. Just then, Tang Wuling also came over and handed him a pair of small metal hammers weighing 10 kilograms each. "Go for it, Brother Lin Nuo."

"Okay." Lin Nuo nodded, took the two hammers, and walked towards Mang Tian.

At this moment, Tang Wuling returned to her parents and gave them a high five, then looked at Na'er.

Na'er noticed Tang Wuling's gaze, paused for a moment thinking about her brother's words, and finally looked at her, coldly saying, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Tang Wuling was happy. She was sure that Na'er was a bit arrogant, but she was certain that she could become good friends with her!

The group looked into the distance together; next up was Lin Nuo's forging.

"Too light."

Lin Nuo, who was holding a small metal hammer, walked up to Mang Tian. Upon hearing Lin Yan's words, he immediately looked at Mang Tian and said, "Master Mang Tian, ​​the hammer is a bit light. Could we exchange it for a pair?"

Just as Mang Tian was about to signal Lin Nuo to begin, he looked at the boy in front of him and asked, "Is it really that light?"

"That's right." Lin Nuo nodded.

Mang Tian saw Lin Nuo, who had looked confident, and nodded solemnly upon hearing this, saying crisply, "I understand." Before he finished speaking, he turned around and picked up the single-handled fifty-pound iron hammer from the weapon rack next to him, raising his wrist slightly to indicate that Lin Nuo should take it.

Lin Nuo caught the hammer steadily, and Mang Tian released his grip almost instantly. He deliberately wanted to test whether the kid was just pretending to be confident, but the next second, his eyes suddenly froze.

Lin Nuo held the fifty-pound iron hammer and casually tossed it around. The hammerhead drew a shallow arc in the air and landed firmly in his palm. He even looked up at Mang Tian, ​​a faint smile on his lips, and casually added, "Just right, not too heavy, not too light."

Mang Tian's nonchalant expression vanished completely, replaced by a more serious one than when he had watched Tang Wuling forge her weapon. His eyes were filled with undisguised surprise and solemnity.

Lin Nuo gripped the 50-pound hammer tightly, looked at the tungsten steel in front of him, and asked in his heart, "Ah Yan, are you ready?"

"Um."

Upon hearing the answer, Lin Nuo did not hesitate and immediately began to strike, causing the entire tungsten steel to tremble with each blow.

Seeing this, Mang Tian, ​​who was standing to the side, subconsciously softened his breathing.

The next second, a chilling scene suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

Lin Nuo's arm seemed to be out of control; each hammer blow was so fast that it was just a blur. The moment the hammer struck the tungsten steel, a loud "clang!" rang out, muffled and piercing, echoing repeatedly in the enclosed studio, making people's eardrums ache.

Such reckless and frantic hammering would undoubtedly be an extreme drain on the physical strength and energy of a six-year-old child. An ordinary child would probably collapse to the ground after only three swings, without even the strength to lift their hand.

But Linno seemed to feel no fatigue at all. Instead, a strange fervor surged in his eyes as he tirelessly swung the hammer in his hand. The speed of his hammering not only did not slow down, but became faster and faster, so fast that it almost became a blurry blur of light and shadow.

The incredibly hard tungsten steel was changing at a visible speed under each of Lin Nuo's heavy hammer blows. The surface texture was twisted and dented, and the originally regular shape gradually became grotesque, as if it was enduring some kind of unbearable force.

Mang Tian, ​​who was standing to the side, was already frozen in place, his eyes wide open, staring at Lin Nuo in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

This kid doesn't look like someone is the one knocking.

It was as if two invisible hands were controlling his body, one swinging a hammer with a strange yet precise rhythm. The combined force of the two hammers created such astonishing speed and power.

But the thought had barely crossed his mind when he jerked it away, muttering to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could a six-year-old child be in such a strange state? I must be seeing things."

"Mom and Dad, Lin Nuo is so fast!" Tang Wuling looked at Lin Nuo's hammer swing speed and compared it with her own speed just now. It was like comparing a small witch to a great wizard. She was far inferior.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue exchanged a glance, agreeing with their daughter's words, and nodded.

"That's right." Hearing Tang Wuling's words, Na'er immediately raised her head proudly, praising her brother like a haughty white swan, "My brother is the fastest, you female monster, you can't compare to him at all!"

Hearing Na'er's words, Tang Wuling nodded in agreement, "As expected of Brother Lin Nuo, he's really different, so fast."

If Lin Nuo hadn't been so engrossed in swinging his hammer, he would have thrown it at them the moment he heard their conversation.

Half an hour later, Lin Nuo clearly felt his strength failing. Lin Yan on the other side also needed time to process the feedback. He struck the hammer for the last time, exactly one thousand times, and then put down his hammer.

"A thousand, a thousand forgings?" Mang Tian was dumbfounded. He looked at Lin Nuo as if he were looking at a monster.

Is this a six-year-old child? Are you sure it's not some old monster reincarnated?

This is different from Tang Wuling's earlier work, where she did a total of one thousand hammer blows. Lin Nuo, on the other hand, did one thousand hammer blows with one hand. If he did one thousand hammer blows with the other hand, it would be two thousand, but that's no longer necessary.

because……

Looking at the tungsten steel, which had already reached the quality of a thousand forgings, Mang Tian realized there was no need to continue.

"Kid, are you sure you haven't learned forging?" Mang Tian gasped, looking at Lin Nuo with utmost seriousness, and asked curiously.

He desperately wanted to know from Lin Nuo that this kid had studied forging. Otherwise, how could a child become a level three quasi-forging master right from the start? If that were the case, this guy would definitely be a future master craftsman!

"I haven't studied it at all," Lin Nuo shook his head. "Besides, I just got lucky with those thousand hammer blows. So, can I become your student along with Wu Ling?"

Without Lin Yan's assistance, his potential would likely be similar to Tang Wuling's, or even slightly lower.

This time, I was indeed lucky to have Lin Yan forging with me. It only took a thousand hammer blows, so there is still a lot to learn from Master Mangtian in front of me.

This time, Mang Tian fell completely silent. He began to hesitate, wondering if he was really suitable to be the teacher of the boy in front of him.

Mang Tian is not like Yu Xiaogang, who only cares about his own reputation; he is a good teacher who considers the future of his students.

"Are you really going to be my student?" Mang Tian couldn't help but ask. "I'm afraid I'm not qualified to teach you much."

"Say yes, Main Body," Lin Yan's voice rang out again. "He's very suitable to be your teacher at this stage."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nuo responded with his mental power: "I naturally understand that."

He raised his head and looked at Mang Tian, ​​who was looking at him with a complicated expression, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle: "Perhaps you can't teach me much, but you are definitely the most suitable person for me and Teacher Tang Wuling at this stage, so please teach us."

Lin Nuo added another name in his mind, which was naturally Lin Yan.

Seeing this, Mang Tian hurriedly helped Lin Nuo up. He understood that the little guy was giving him a way out. "Alright, alright, good children, all good children. As your teacher, I need to prepare some gifts for you." With that, he rushed into his room.

At this moment, Na'er and the others walked over. She looked at Lin Nuo and said, "Brother, you're amazing! And so fast!"

Hearing the words "so fast," Lin Nuo felt a little awkward and looked at Na'er: "Na'er, be good, don't say 'so fast' to your brother again, okay?"

"Oh, why?"

"My brother doesn't like it."

"Okay~ I'll listen to my brother." Na'er nodded obediently.

At this moment, Tang Wuling excitedly said, "Brother Lin Nuo, this is wonderful! We can learn forging together from now on."

Lin Nuo nodded. Learning forging was one purpose, but another was to cultivate his position in Tang Wuling's heart and gradually replace the Sea God Tang San.

Jie Jie Jie...

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