Commanding Wind and Cloud

If it was before, I turned around and left, at worst, I just went to find another job. But today, he repeatedly encountered obstacles in his search for a job, and finally caught such an opportunity, so he was willing to give up immediately.

"I'm different from them, can I try?"

As soon as the energetic words came out, the guys in the front hall of Flanlin's blacksmith shop and the big man in front of him laughed loudly.

A buddy who was placing a sword said with a smile: "Soldier, this is not the first time we have heard what you said. Almost every student from Oakland said that when they came. In the end, they proved without exception that they are all the same."

I cursed in my heart, shit! This is too coincidental, right? What were those people doing in the past?

"Francie, you kid is slacking off in the front hall again!"

With a somewhat angry voice, a human being with a short stature and strong muscles all over his body, like a dwarf, walked out of the back hall. He was holding a hammer weighing a hundred catties in his hand, and his two thick golden eyebrows were raised high.

"Brother, I'm not lazy." The big man Francie took a small step back, shaking his head as if he was afraid of someone coming, and pointed with a big hammer and hurriedly said: "It's this kid. He said he wanted to come here to apply for a job. I advise him to leave..."

"You?" The person who came was holding a 100-jin sledgehammer, his eyes flashed the same distrustful gaze as Francie's, and he waved his empty left hand again and again: "Boy, are you from the Oakland Warrior and Magic Academy? Learn from your warriors and don't come here to make trouble. Blacksmithing is not something you can do casually."

With the same words, the same attitude, he scolded all the seniors who came to apply for the job in his heart. The Oakland Warriors and Magic Academy were eliminated in every qualifier at the Heroes of the Four Seas meeting. Why is the reputation of being in a blacksmith shop so bad now? If this matter gets out, it will be enough to embarrass the Oakland Warriors and Magic Academy.

He lowered his head to look at his clothes from the Oakland Academy of Warriors and Magic. He regretted going out in school uniforms, because this clothes, which many people would look up to, was despised again and again in this blacksmith shop today.

Ke Jin glanced at the man's hand again. From the appearance, he could tell that it weighed a hundred catties, and he was somewhat uncertain.

Although in that virtual game called 'Endless World', after sixteen hours of playing iron, the inexplicable strength has increased a lot, but it does not mean that iron is really playing like that.

"Why don't you let me try?" Shrugging vigorously, "Aren't you recruiting? Let me try, you won't lose anything."

"Boss, let him try."

"That's right, let him try."

Several young people who were in charge of selling goods at the front desk yelled at the dwarf-like human one after another, and only then did they know that this person was the owner of the shop, Franlin.

Fei Lanlin looked weakly at the young people who were booing. These people just like to watch the excitement, especially like to see the students of Auckland Academy of Magic and Warriors make a fool of themselves.

Flanlin took a look at his energy again. He was not considered stout but could still be considered a strong figure. At least at this age, such a figure was considered strong. His muscles were bulging and elastic but not stiff. In terms of external quality, he had the basic quality of blacksmithing, but blacksmithing still had to be learned.

"Okay." Flanlin walked towards the backyard with the 100-pound sledgehammer, his tone full of hopelessness: "You can try it."

Francie held her own hammer, and with a look of anticipation on the joke, she walked into the backyard closely behind Ke Jin.

The backyard is completely different from the front desk. As soon as the energetic legs and feet stepped into the boundary of the backyard, they suddenly felt waves of scorching air blowing towards their faces, and the sound of disorderly hammer beating was repeated one after another, and dazzling sparks splashed non-stop. The strong men took off their shirts.

From time to time, a blacksmith blacksmith stopped his work, looked curiously at the energy passing by, and then yelled at Flanlin who was walking in front with a rough voice: "Boss, why did you get a student from Auckland Academy of Magic and Warriors? Today's entertainment show?"

The rough roar immediately attracted the laughter of many people. Flanlin shook his head helplessly. Although he knew that the students of the Oakland School of Magic and Warriors could fight against the demons, and there was no possibility of blacksmithing, but who said that the smithy is really short of manpower? I can only bet on my luck to see if I can find a worker who is barely able to blacksmith.

Gan Jin followed Flanlin to a small stove and stopped. Flanlin looked up worriedly at Gan Jin, grabbed a piece of pig iron and threw it into the stove without hope and said, "Try it, be careful that the iron will be very hot when it burns red. Even if you have a strong body shield, you will still be burned."

Hearing this, Qian Jin felt a sense of powerless frustration in his heart. Does my appearance give people a very stupid taste? It is common sense that the iron will be hot when it is red hot! Could it be some senior senior who once wanted to show his mighty strength here, but got burned in the end? Doesn't this discredit the academy too much?

The rising flames turned the pig iron into red little by little. Flanlin looked at the color of the pig iron and pouted at the hammers placed in the corner: "Just pick one, let's start."

Motivatedly looked at the hammers placed in the corner, the heaviest one weighed only 30 kilograms, although I only used the hammer once in that [Endless World], I still feel more used to that kind of hammer, and it looks relatively majestic.

Qi Jin stood still, and the laughs of several nearby blacksmiths were full of teasing: "Little soldier, can you not handle these heavy hammers? It doesn't matter, look to the right, there are still three catties of small hammers there."

The teasing words immediately attracted the laughter of some blacksmiths in the distance. Almost everyone stopped their work at this moment, wanting to see the next "wonderful performance" of this Oakland Academy fighter. Everyone has seen such things before, but they don't feel bored.

"This..." Gan Jin scratched the hair on the back of his head with his hands, and said, "These are too light..."

The laughter in the backyard, stopped.

More than a dozen blacksmiths had strange expressions as if a dozen eggs had been stuffed into their mouths. The muscles in their cheeks and corners of their eyes changed from stiffness to rapid twitching. Immediately afterwards, roaring laughter echoed over the blacksmith shop.

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