Chapter 42

At midnight tonight, there will be an extra update. Hehe. At least three updates tomorrow.

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Cen Yue narrowed his eyes and picked up Tang Wulin’s form. "Follow me." He wanted to see just how far the apprentice that Mang Tian had taken in could go.

The so-called testing room was actually a forging room. Of course, the test for a blacksmith would be conducted here.

As soon as Tang Wulin entered the forging room, the tension in his originally nervous mood instantly relaxed. The forging equipment here was similar to that in Mang Tian’s studio. Since coming to Donghai City, this was the first time he had encountered a familiar environment.

The evaluator was a middle-aged woman who clearly knew Cen Yue. "Master Cen, you personally brought someone for testing! I just heard that this child is only nine years old. If he were any younger, would he be challenging the president’s record?"

Cen Yue said, "Let’s test first."

The evaluator nodded and said to Tang Wulin, "There are fifteen types of metals here. Choose one and forge it to purify it. I will score you based on the metal you choose and the degree of purification. A score over sixty will allow you to advance to a Level 1 blacksmith."

"Understood." Tang Wulin nodded and walked to the metal rack.

The fifteen types of metals, each a square foot in size, varied in color and texture. The blacksmith level test seemed simple, requiring only one forging purification, but in reality, it tested many things.

The evaluator did not tell him what the metals were, so he needed to have sufficient knowledge of various metals and choose one that he could handle.

The quality of the metal and the degree of purification were complementary in scoring.

Tang Wulin scanned the room and recognized all the types of metals. After a brief moment of thought, he picked up a piece of metal from the central shelf.

This piece of metal shimmered with a faint silver glow. Seeing his choice, both Cen Yue and the evaluator showed a hint of surprise. They did not expect Tang Wulin to choose a metal that was both very heavy and dense.

"I choose this piece of heavy silver." Tang Wulin placed the heavy silver on the forging table without making a sound.

Mang Tian had very high standards for him, one of which was that no metal should make any sound except during forging.

A square foot of heavy silver actually weighed three hundred kilograms, extremely heavy. But from the look of it, Cen Yue could tell that Tang Wulin did not seem to be exerting much effort.

"Little guy, you’ve got some strength!" The evaluator was also surprised. She was beginning to believe that the child in front of her, who was only nine years old according to his form, could really complete this test.

Tang Wulin said, "Masters, can I start?"

The evaluator nodded and said, "Go ahead. You have one hour. Within this hour, try to purify this piece of heavy silver as much as possible. The score you get will depend on how well you do."

"Understood!" Tang Wulin didn’t think much and immediately started operating skillfully.

He turned on the forging table, increased the temperature, and placed the heavy silver for heating. The heating time was also counted in the purification time. The blacksmith level test had no room for shortcuts. The association had very strict requirements for every blacksmith because once they reached a certain level, they could take on tasks for forging, and the products forged were related to the credibility of the blacksmith association.

Tang Wulin did a quick stretch and took several deep breaths, adjusting his soul power.

He chose heavy silver not to show off but because, in Aolai City, his last forging was the thousand-forged heavy silver hammer. After that, he had a deep understanding of the properties of heavy silver. The piece of heavy silver he chose was very similar in quality to the one he had forged before, and he naturally made this choice out of familiarity.

However, he remembered what Mang Tian had said: apart from forging alone, he must not use the thousand-forged heavy silver hammer and must not reveal it to others until he was at least fifteen years old.

Looking at the temperature displayed on the forging table, Tang Wulin’s breathing gradually became even, and his eyes became focused.

Cen Yue stood to the side, offering no guidance. He had been paying close attention to the child, especially his eyes.

When he saw Tang Wulin’s eyes become focused, he couldn’t help but admire Mang Tian. Mang Tian, you’ve found a gem.

Cen Yue was the most ardent advocate of focused forging among blacksmiths. He himself did not have outstanding talent but entered this profession because of his love for it. He had taken every step solidly, and it was through his passion and focus on forging that he had earned a place in the world of blacksmithing.

Tang Wulin was just a nine-year-old child! A nine-year-old child could be so focused, which meant he truly understood forging. Cen Yue’s impression of the child improved significantly.

Tang Wulin quickly pressed a button with his left hand, and the heavy silver, which had just reached the forging temperature, slowly emerged from the forging table.

The evaluator quickly wrote something on her record.

As an evaluator for the blacksmith level test, she had experienced many evaluations. From this detail, she could tell that this child was not forging heavy silver for the first time. But could a heavy silver be forged by a blacksmith who had not yet registered?

Tang Wulin began!

His arms simultaneously vibrated slightly on both sides, and two dark glows appeared in his palms, the thousand-forged tungsten steel hammers. The left hammer lightly tapped the heavy silver, making a "ding ding" sound.

Cen Yue’s eyes quickly fell on Tang Wulin’s ears, clearly seeing them tremble slightly.

He was listening, listening to the feedback from the metal. Good kid!

At that moment, Tang Wulin’s first hammer swung out. The right hammer shot out like lightning, and the air in the forging room instantly became tense, carrying a low whistle. In the next moment, the tungsten steel hammer had already struck the edge of the heavy silver with a heavy thud.

"Bang!" The tungsten steel hammer bounced back, and the heavy silver slightly indented.

Tang Wulin’s beautiful big eyes lit up almost simultaneously. The left hammer followed, and another "bang" echoed.

The two bangs created a series of echoes in the forging room, and Cen Yue’s eyes clearly widened. This is... a thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer?

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