Ten minutes later, Wang Teng took out the black sand iron from the forging furnace with precise timing.
The hammer was swung, and the clanging sound of hammering could be heard.
At this time, other students had already started their own forging, and the entire forging room was filled with the noise of metal collision.
The sound of Wang Teng's hammering merged into the many sounds, and nothing could be heard at all.
But Xiong Ba raised his eyebrows.
"This sound."
As soon as his ears moved, he immediately found the source.
Don't think that because the forging room is exposed to these noises every day, your hearing is worse than ordinary people.
As warriors, they naturally have ways to protect their hearing.
Even for blacksmiths, hearing is important because they need to hear the sound of metal.
A powerful blacksmith can use the sound to determine how many impurities are left inside the metal, where there are still impurities, etc., so as to temper the most perfect material.
Xiong Ba's eyes instantly locked onto Wang Teng, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"It's actually him."
He didn't come close, just observed secretly from the podium.
The more I watched, the more frightened I became.
"What a wonderful blacksmithing technique. Is this Wang Teng the inheritor of some blacksmithing family? No, why did I hear that he is just a child of an ordinary merchant family in the East China Sea? He has no special background. Could it be that he figured it out on his own? What if?
That’s right, Wang Teng’s talent is a bit unusual.”
Various thoughts flashed through Xiong Ba's mind, and then he turned his attention to other students. He couldn't ignore other students just because of Wang Teng.
Among the other students in the blacksmithing class, there are still many good prospects.
Clang clang clang!
Bang bang bang!
This was Wang Teng's first forging. At first, the speed was not very fast. He was simply adapting to it. Later, the speed gradually increased. The hammer in his hand kept swinging, leaving only afterimages. It was so fast that it made people feel uncomfortable.
Can't see clearly.
The students around him couldn't help but look towards Wang Teng.
The frequency of this sound is so fast and so prominent that even if you don't want to notice it, it's impossible.
"this!"
When they saw the situation on Wang Teng's side, the students were shocked.
"Is this hand speed because you have been single for a long time?"
Everyone's mouths were opened wide, some couldn't close their mouths, and they had all kinds of curses in their hearts.
Xiong Ba also opened his mouth, suddenly feeling envious. He only had such speed when he was young.
"It's great to be young!"
…
An hour and a half later, Wang Teng completely completed the forging. Looking at the dark and shiny black sand iron in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction.
He didn't say anything, just raised his hand.
Xiong Ba had already seen him stop forging, and walked over when he saw him raising his hand.
Regardless of the temperature above, pick it up and take a look.
The look of surprise in his eyes became even stronger.
"This is...Hundred Forgings!"
Xiong Ba wondered if he had seen it wrong, so he immediately turned it over and looked at it twice, and every corner was correct.
He even used the Force to penetrate into the metal and finally determined that it was indeed a hundred-forged black sand iron.
The so-called hundred forgings are to forge the raw materials hundreds of times. The more forging times, the fewer impurities will be inside the metal. On top of the one hundred forgings, there are thousands of forgings, ten thousand forgings, one hundred thousand forgings, and even one million forgings.
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There are blacksmiths who are willing to spend years, even decades, to forge a weapon. Where do you think they spend their time?
Of course, if you want to complete such a high-level forging, the materials must be good enough, otherwise, without the need for thousands of forgings, thousands of forgings may be enough to destroy it.
Too much is not enough!
Correspondingly, blacksmiths are willing to spend a lot of precious time forging only those excellent materials.
Black sand iron is just the most common metal material. It can reach the limit of being forged a hundred times. Even if the forger's skills are not enough and the strength is not well controlled, the pressure will be too high. If it cannot be hammered a hundred times, it will become a useless piece of scrap iron.
"Very good. This piece of black sand iron has a very high degree of completion and a tempering degree of 97%. It is already a rare piece of fine iron." Xiong Ba was generous with his praise and looked at Wang Teng with eyes filled with admiration.
This is an excellent blacksmith seedling.
In the same way, the tempering degree also varies, depending on the skill of the blacksmith.
In the forging world, no one has ever achieved a 100% tempering degree. It is an ideal value and is almost impossible to achieve.
Even the most common materials cannot be forged by a master-level blacksmith.
Therefore, Wang Teng's ability to reach 97%, in Xiong Ba's opinion, is already as high as it can't be, and the best can't be any better.
Everyone else was immersed in forging and did not hear Xiong Ba's words, otherwise they would really have no intention of forging at this time.
"Your blacksmithing skills are very good. Have you ever studied under a master?" Xiong Ba asked, expressing his doubts.
"No, I just learned it from your instructor's class." Wang Teng shook his head directly.
"Just by learning in my class, I have mastered it to this extent in such a short period of time."
Although he was mentally prepared, Xiong Ba couldn't help being shocked when he heard Wang Teng admit it personally.
"Okay, nothing else. You can finish class first." Xiong Ba waved his hand and said: "By the way, leave this piece of hundred-forged black sand iron with me first, and I will return it to you in the next class."
"Okay." Wang Teng didn't know what Xiong Ba wanted to do with the black sand iron, but he knew at least that Xiong Ba wouldn't covet this mere piece of hundred-forged black sand iron.
After Wang Teng left, Xiong Ba didn't announce the end until ten minutes before get out of class ended.
Then he checked the students' results one by one, and found that there were actually two people who had reached the Hundred Refinement level, but their tempering degree was completely inferior to Wang Teng's, one was 67%, and the other was 83%.
Sixty-seven percent, which is pretty good for beginners.
As for the other 83%, he is a student from the blacksmithing family. His foundation is good, and he can be considered excellent if he can reach this level.
Xiong Ba announced the results, worked hard again, and then announced that get out of class was over.
"Wait a minute, mentor, what is the tempering level of classmate Wang Teng?" The student from the blacksmithing family stood up and asked.
Xiong Ba really couldn't bear to hit this kid, but when he saw his persistent eyes, he sighed in his heart and said: "One hundred forged, ninety-seven percent!"
The students in the class were shocked.
"It actually reached 97% tempering degree!"
"Why is it so high!"
"You need at least a master blacksmith to reach this level."
…
"It turns out that such a genius really exists in this world." The student from the blacksmithing family said bitterly.
"He is an exception. There are few such geniuses in the world. There is no need to compare with him. You are already very good." Xiong Ba comforted him.
It was okay if he was not comforted, but when he was comforted, the student felt even more uncomfortable.
There's no way to compare, it's so shocking.
In an instant, the student's face was filled with despair, and his whole body was filled with an aura of decadence.
"Here we go again." Xiong Ba felt helpless. This student was excellent at everything, but every time he was hit, he would turn into this zombie-like appearance. It really made people laugh and cry. He coughed dryly and said: "Ahem, classmate Yang Gong
, I suddenly felt that if you work harder, you might be able to catch up with Wang Teng soon."
"Really? Mentor."
"Yes, I'm pretty sure."
"I knew I wouldn't lose to anyone, Teacher Xiong. I'm going back to train hard. Goodbye."
