Douluo: Haotian myth

Lei Tong was shocked and looked at Tang Bufan incredibly.

Such words actually came from a young man, but looking at Tang Bufan's sincere eyes, he was able to confirm that the other party's words were not specifically pleased.

Next to him, Lei Feng also looked shocked.

Douluo Continent is a world of soul masters, and the status of blacksmiths is really low. Moreover, the two empires do not attach much importance to blacksmiths. If ordinary people on the continent were not occupied by the vast majority, and the army also needed weapons, I am afraid the status of blacksmiths would be

Go low.

Tang Bufan continued to express his views: "I think the profession of blacksmith has great potential and is far from developing to its peak!"

"Is that true? But even if you become a magic craftsman, it is difficult to compare with the strongest among soul masters in terms of status." Lei Tong said in disbelief.

Tang Bufan said seriously: "Authentic, this is the situation on the mainland now, so I said that the profession of blacksmith is far from developing to its peak! In my idea, perhaps only blacksmiths create magical artifacts with the body of ordinary people. At that time, blacksmiths

The status should be greatly improved.”

"Is it just a magic weapon?" Lei Tong shook his head in disappointment. He thought Tang Bufan would say something, but he didn't expect it to be just these worthless words.

Tang Bufan naturally noticed Lei Tong's expression and said without hesitation: "Senior Lei, you may have misunderstood what I mean. Is the artifact in my mouth different from the artifact in your mouth?"

Lei Tong had a little disdainful look on the corner of his mouth, "Is there any difference between them all magical tools?"

"The difference is naturally great. I wonder if the artifact you mentioned can withstand the attacks of the titled Douluo strong man? Can it improve the strength of the titled Douluo strong man?" Tang Bufan asked back.

Lei Tong was silent immediately and could not say a word.

Although the magical artifacts created by the magic craftsman are of great use, they will definitely not be able to withstand the attacks of the title Douluo, and the attack artifacts cast are far inferior to those attacking weapons and martial souls.

Tang Bufan said lightly: "The real artifact has infinite power, which is much more powerful than the weapon and martial soul of the level 99 Title Douluo. Moreover, the Title Douluo powerful man does not have the ability to destroy the artifact. Just imagine, if there is a god

If a craftsman makes such a weapon, not to mention ordinary soul masters, even the titled Douluo dares not offend you. Who dares to look down on the blacksmith at that time?"

Lei Tong and Lei Feng's father and son suddenly had their eyes lit up, immersed in the beautiful future outlined by Tang Bufan.

In fact, Tang Bufan didn't say anything. A real magic weapon is probably not something that ordinary soul masters can create. Perhaps only a level 99 soul master has a chance to create it.

After a moment, Lei Tong calmed down and calmed down.

He suddenly felt that Gu Tianyi, a young man, had a lot of ideas, but he did not believe his bold words.

Because he knew very well how difficult it was to create a weapon that even a titled Douluo could not destroy, and the quality of the artifact was also related to the strength of the magic craftsman.

Tang Bufan asked: "Senior Lei, do you think what I said makes sense?"

"It makes sense, but unfortunately it's too difficult to practice! If you don't say this nonsense, I will personally check whether you are a qualified blacksmith. If you fail, just get out of here!" Lei Tong said reluctantly.

Tang Bufan showed a helpless look on his face, hoping that the test would not be too difficult, otherwise his half-filled water might not be able to pass!

Afterwards, Lei Tong led Tang Bufan and the others toward the foundry room inside.

The casting room is next to the hall, but there is an iron door between them.

This is a very wide casting room, which can accommodate dozens of people working at the same time. This shows how good the business was in the heyday of Leiyun Shenjiang Shop. Not only that, there are also casting rooms on the second and third floors, but that is

Prepared for the high-level blacksmith.

In the center of the casting room is a rectangular platform, with more than ten casting furnaces and bellows on both sides.

Lei Tong took out a long piece of thousand-year-old cold iron directly from the material rack next to it and threw it on the stove. Then he specially picked a black casting hammer and handed it to Tang Bufan.

Next to him, Lei Feng was shocked when he saw this scene. The black casting hammer was a casting hammer used by the ancestor Lei Yun, with a whopping 500 kilograms and was not something that ordinary people could wield.

He wanted to remind Tang Bufan, but was suppressed by Lei Tong's stern eyes.

Lei Tong said lightly: "As long as you use the casting hammer in my hand to remove the impurities from this thousand-year-old cold iron, even if you pass the test, I will allow you to stay in the Leiyun Shenchuang Shop."

Tang Bufan glanced lightly, "Senior Lei, this is a test. To be honest, it seems a bit simple!"

"Feng'er, go and make a fire, I want to see what a simple way!" Lei Tong laughed in anger and was underestimated.

Tang Bufan didn't defend himself, and lifted the casting hammer with one hand in Lei Tong's shocked gaze and waved it in the air a few slight waves.

"Senior Lei, you are always so wise that you have picked me such a suitable casting hammer!"

At this moment, Lei Tong was completely stunned, and even he could not do as relaxed and casual as Tang Bufan.

Tang Bufan did not pay attention to the expressions of the two. He held the casting hammer tightly in both hands and stared at the thousand-year-old cold iron on the stove.

The soles of the feet were pressed against the ground, and the calf suddenly exerted force. The force was uploaded. Tang Bufan's body half-turned, and the black casting hammer swung a circle in the air, hitting heavily on the thousand-year-old cold iron.

With a clang, the casting hammer bounced high. Tang Bufan turned around and the casting hammer hit the thousand-year-old cold iron again. The terrifying force directly deformed it slightly.

This is just the beginning, and the next one is the real highlight.

The black casting hammer seemed to come alive in Tang Bufan's hand. He would hit him wherever he wanted. Every time he hit, the thousand-year-old cold iron would change its shape and gradually form a sword shape.

With a "clang", as the last hammer fell, Tang Bufan gently rotated around and removed the force on the hammer. The black cast hammer head moved downward, awakening the shocked Lei Tong and his son.

At this moment, the impurities of the thousand-year-old cold iron were not only completely removed, but also turned into a cold iron sword.

Lei Tong's eyes showed an inexplicable expression and said in a daze: "Ninety-Ninety-One Hammer, I didn't expect that I could actually see the full version of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method in my lifetime!"

Tang Bufan was also stunned after hearing this. He didn't expect Lei Tong to know the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique. With his soul saint's vision, he probably had guessed his identity.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lei Tong stared at him with a burning look.

"Gu Tianyi should not be your pseudonym! Your true identity should be a direct disciple of the Haotian Sect, the world's number one sect,!"

Tang Bufan said bitterly: "Can I deny it?"

"What do you think?"

Tang Bufan said nothing.

Lei Feng also reacted at this time and said in surprise: "Tianyi, are you really a disciple of Haotian Sect?"

Tang Bufan had no choice but to nod, and introduced himself: "Senior Lei, Brother Lei, get to know each other again. My name is Tang Bufan. Please give me some advice in the future!"

"Tang Bufan?" Lei Feng exclaimed.

Lei Tong was quite calm. Although he was equally shocked, he was much calmer after all, but his eyes changed again and again.