Abel rubbed his hands on the dirt on the ground. There was no anti-slip powder here, so he used dirt instead. This was a habit of Abel's when he was a fitness trainer. With dirt on his hands, he wouldn't slip. His body was still too young, and he didn't want to cause a lot of injuries. Therefore, he had to start from the details and pay attention to every little thing in his daily life to protect his body.
Abel stood in front of the 150-pound iron bar. His legs were close to the bar in the middle of the iron bar, and he held the bar with both hands. In one continuous movement, he lifted the iron bar from the ground above his head, with both arms stretched out completely above his head.
The whole process was done in one go. Master Bentham was slightly surprised. Although it was only 150 pounds, Abel's movements were obviously much smoother than Gedon's.
Knight Marshall on the other hand had a different opinion. Abel lifted the iron bar from his feet, through his legs, through his waist and back, and finally to his arms. This was somewhat similar to the Knight's technique of accumulating strength. Abel was able to use this technique on his first attempt at lifting an iron bar, which meant that his understanding of strength had reached a very high level.
After throwing down the 150-pound iron bar, Abel stood in front of the 200-pound iron bar. With the same posture, he lifted the bar effortlessly.
Then came the 250-pound iron bar. Under the stunned gaze of Master Bentham and Gedon, Abel was already standing next to the 300-pound iron bar that Gedon struggled to lift.
He grabbed the bar with both hands. This time, his hands were closer than before. He bent his legs and squatted to lift the iron bar. He placed the bar on his shoulders and stood up. Then he held the bar with both hands and bent his arms so that his chin was parallel to the bar. With a push of his arms, the iron bar was lifted above his head.
"Marshall, where did you find this monster?" Master Bentham asked the Knight Marshall as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"What monster? He's a level four novice Knight. If his body can't even lift 300 pounds, how can he be a level four novice Knight?" The Knight Marshall was not happy that the master called his adopted son a monster. He directly told the master about Abel's level.
"Level 4 Novice Knight, my God, how old are you this year, child?" Master Bentham asked Abel in surprise.
"He'll be 13 soon," Abel replied softly.
"Then he's only 12 years old. A 12 years old trainee Knight. Which guy is crazy to let you adopt such a baby?" Master Bentham looked at the Marshall Knight with disdain.
"What's wrong with me? I'm also an intermediate Knight, okay?" The Knight Marshall jumped and shouted.
"You seem to have just become an Intermediate Knight. Such a genius should be trained by a Knight Captain. Even a Great Knight Captain would accept such a disciple."
"That's none of your business. Let him learn forging from you." The Knight Marshall, who had been with Bentham for many years, did not want to argue with the master anymore. Due to the master's noble status, if it were not for the close friendship between the Knight Marshall and the master, he would not have been able to invite the master back to his territory. And the master's personality always gave the Knight Marshall a headache.
"Let him stay, Marshall. Are you sure you won't delay his future?" Master Bentham agreed and added.
The Knight Marshall said to Abel, "You stay here during the day and learn from the master. You can practice Knight skills in the castle in the morning and evening." Then he left the blacksmith's shop in a hurry.
"Gedon, teach Abel the basics first," Master Bentham said and went to his workshop.
"You're so strong." Gedon looked at the short Abel curiously and praised.
"You're very strong too." Abel was trained as a knight, but he could tell that Gedon was just a normal person. Therefore, Gedon's strength was really great.
"But I'm much older than you. I'm already 19 years old, and you're only 12 years old. Also, I saw you lift 300 pounds. It was really easy. You should be able to lift heavier chains," Gedon said with certainty.
"You just haven't used your full strength yet. If you want to learn, I can teach you how to lift chains like me when I have time."
"Really? I can really learn that skill? " Gedon jumped up in excitement. He turned around and said to Abel in a serious tone, "I will teach you forging skills seriously. As long as I know it, I will teach you."
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It had been almost a month since they came to Harry Castle. There were only 3 days left until the new year. Abel had been learning in the blacksmith's shop for almost a month.
As for forging skills, Abel had also learned all the basic skills from Gedon. At that moment, he was making his first big sword. He was going to give it to his brother Zach as a New Year's gift.
Abel clamped the red-hot iron block with one hand and used a 10 pound hammer to hit it on the anvil. After a few dozen hits, the iron block slowly cooled down. Abel threw it back into the furnace and heated it up again.
The smelting technology in this era was not very advanced. Abel knew that the blacksmith's job was to hit the heated iron block repeatedly, then heat it up again after it cooled down. If the number of hits reached 30, it meant that the iron block was at least 30 skills. The long sword that the Knight Marshall showed Abel in his study room was made with a 100 skills iron block.
Normal blacksmiths could only make 30 to 40 skills iron blocks at most. As Master Bentham's disciple, Gedon could make 60 skills iron blocks. In the blacksmith's shop, only the masters could make 100 skills iron blocks.
This repeated hammering was not hard for Abel to understand. He had seen science programs before, and he knew that hammering was just a way to remove the carbon in the iron block. The more hammering, the less carbon in the iron block, and the better the quality of the iron block.
After a month of hammering, Abel had also mastered the technique of hammering. With his learning speed, he could already accurately grasp the position of the hammer. He had hammered the iron block 50 times. Every time he hammered the iron block 50 times, he had to increase his strength to hit it, but Abel's hand was still very stable.
Not far away, Master Bentham silently looked at Abel. Although he did not teach Abel anything during this time, he had always been paying attention to Abel. Gedon had been following Master Abel for 5 years. It was enough for him to teach Abel some basic skills.
Looking at Abel's hammering, Master Bentham could always feel a strange fluidity. Abel's hammering speed was not fast, and the interval between each hammering was one second. It looked very easy, but Master Bentham knew that a normal person could do hundreds of hammering with a 10 pound hammer. However, the number of hammering with 50 skills was different. Abel had been hammering non-stop from morning till noon.
Abel's hammering style was something he figured out himself after a period of practice. It was the same as punching in boxing. According to some people's tests, boxing's heavy punch was the strongest among all boxing techniques. This was because boxing used the body as the medium of power transmission, and not just the strength of the arms.
Abel's hammering style was just like that. He did not use too much strength with each hit. He channeled the strength from his feet to his body, and finally to his arms, driving the hammer down. Using the rebound force of the hammer, he only needed to add a little bit of strength to lift the hammer back to its original height. This kind of hammering was actually not very strenuous. It was just that the technique was hard to master. Abel also realized that as long as he had a theoretical basis, his body would be able to do the corresponding movements.
If only this kid wasn't a novice knight. Why would such a genius blacksmith want to do all that fighting and killing? With Abel's learning ability and current level, as long as he studied under Master Bentham for a few years, he would definitely become a new master blacksmith. Master Bentham's heart was in turmoil.
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