Master Bentham walked to Abel's side and picked up a 30-pound hammer from the table. He threw the blank into the furnace and said to Abel, "You are the most talented child I have ever seen. I will only do this once. How much you can learn is up to you."
Master Bentham took out the red-hot rough billet from the stove and placed it on the anvil. He then lifted the hammer up high and carefully observed the rough billet. Then, he slammed it down heavily. Every strike was slow, but every strike was very heavy. The force of each strike made the huge workbench tremble a little.
"After the blank has been hammered to 80 skills, it is very hard. Forcefully hammering it will not work. Instead, it will destroy the internal structure of the blank. So after 80 skills, you will change to a sledgehammer. Every strike has to be on the surface of the blank. Look carefully. You have a lot of strength. As long as you are careful enough, you will be able to master this skill." Master Bentham instructed Abel as he hammered the blank.
Abel's purple eyes were fixed on the blank. He could vaguely see some fine lines where the master's hammer landed. It was hard to notice on the dark red blank, but the master's every strike was on the lines. Every strike caused the blank to change shape. The next strike would have to be found again.
Master Bentham threw the 81-skill blank into the furnace and handed the 30-pound hammer to Abel. "Try it."
Abel took the hammer and used a pair of tongs to remove the red-hot blank from the furnace. His eyes were fixed on the blank. Where are the lines? Where are they? Abel became more and more focused. Everything around him seemed to disappear. The only thing left in the world was the blank in front of him. The blank grew bigger and bigger in Abel's eyes. Every tiny imprint on the blank was reflected in his mind. Found you. You're here.
The 30-pound hammer landed heavily on the blank, but the loud noise didn't affect Abel at all. The blank in front of him was smashed out of shape. Where are you? Haha, you're here. Found you. Another hammer came crashing down.
At this moment, Abel looked like he had found a new toy. He found the stripes and smashed them with the hammer, then found a new one and smashed it again. The loud sound continued to ring out, and it was not any slower than Master Bentham.
Master Bentham was stunned. The kid in front of him was making him jealous. Yes, a kid who had only learned forging for a month was making a master jealous.
"This is mental power." Master Bentham screamed in his heart. Of course, he knew what this situation was. His teacher, the dwarven Master Robin, was a blacksmith with the talent of the Will. He was a true master, unlike Master Bentham. Master Bentham was only known as a master because he was proficient in forging weapons and armors. Master Robin, on the other hand, was a blacksmith recognized by the whole continent.
Master Bentham had learned from Master Robin for 10 years. Because he lacked the power of the Will, he could not learn more advanced forging techniques, so he returned to his hometown. The reason why Master Bentham could successfully forge a blank of 80 skills and above was because of the experience he gained from his continuous forging. It was with this experience that he could forge a blank of 100 skills.
When Master Bentham first started learning, Master Robin used his power of the Will to find the patterns. That was why Master Bentham could see Abel's condition at a glance.
Master Bentham did not interrupt Abel's forging. Instead, he quietly turned around and left. Before he left, he had already decided that his disciple would help him fulfill his wish.
Abel, who was in this strange state, did not notice Bentham's departure. As time passed, the blank in his hand was being melted down more and more times.
82, 83, 84 … … 98, 99, 100.
When the 100 skills were completed, Abel finally woke up from the state he was in. He felt exhausted all over, especially the lack of power of the Will. It was as if his brain had been emptied. He felt a little dizzy and wanted to vomit.
The 30-pound hammer slipped from his hand and fell on the workbench with a loud thud. Looking at his trembling right hand, Abel recalled what happened just now. He seemed to have entered a strange state. In that state, he seemed to be relying on his instincts to operate. But this state was too much of a burden on his body.
Feeling his body, Abel realized that there was a huge amount of Qi piled up next to his Qi channels. The amount of Qi was frightening.
Without thinking too much, and without caring about how dirty the floor was, he sat down on the ground and began to perform the Knight's Breathing Technique. The Qi piled up next to his Qi channels quickly gathered and gathered towards his fifth Qi channel.
"What's going on?" Garden saw Abel sitting on the ground and quickly ran over. He was about to help Abel up.
"Don't touch him." Master Bentham appeared beside Abel and stopped him. He stared at him and said, "Why are you so careless?"
The master looked at the other apprentices who were about to come over after hearing the commotion. He waved his hand and dismissed them.
"Go and tell Knight Marshall to come here." Master Bentham turned around and said to Garden.
"Yes, master." Garden strode out of the blacksmith's shop.
"This Marshall is a lucky bastard. His adopted son has leveled up again." Master Bentham mumbled to himself. Ever since he took in this apprentice, he had received more and more shocks.
This time, Abel's leveling up to a level five Novice Knight went very smoothly. Almost all of the Qi in his body automatically gathered towards his fifth Qi channel, so it only took him half an hour to become a level five Novice Knight.
Abel didn't understand why he leveled up to a level five Novice Knight. He had just leveled up to a level four Novice Knight. Why did he level up again after only a month? He didn't take any potions this time. His heart was filled with questions. He stood up and saw Master Bentham standing on the side. The other people in the blacksmith's shop were standing far away. It was obvious that Master Bentham was protecting him. He couldn't help but feel grateful to the master.
"Bang!" The door was kicked open by someone. A figure rushed in and shouted while running, "What happened to Abel?"
It was the Knight Marshall. At this moment, half of his long blonde hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his face. Some of it was messy because of the wind. He no longer looked as handsome as he usually did.
Seeing Abel standing there as if nothing had happened, the Knight Marshall scolded loudly, "How dare that Garden kid lie to me. I'll teach him a lesson later!"
"Who wants to teach my disciple a lesson?" Master Bentham looked unhappy. He gritted his teeth and looked at the lucky bastard in front of him who was still scolding him.
"Uncle Marshall, I accidentally leveled up again." Abel whispered.
"What leveled up? Let me talk to Bentham about it first." The Knight Marshall turned his head and was about to talk to Master Bentham. Suddenly, he stopped.
"Wait, you said you leveled up again?" The Knight Marshall looked at Abel in disbelief. He pushed Abel with one hand. Abel's body instinctively flashed with the aura of a level five novice Knight.
"It doesn't make sense. How could you level up just like that? What were you doing at that time? "The Knight Marshall asked Abel.
Abel hesitated for a moment and said with certainty, "Nothing. I was just hammering the blank."
"Didn't you eat anything?"
"I only had breakfast with you. I didn't eat lunch because I was hammering the blank." Abel also wanted to know the reason, so he answered all the questions.
"How is that possible? If hammering can level up a Knight, I'll do it tomorrow too." The Knight Marshall pointed at Bentham and said, "If hammering can level up, this guy would have become a Great Warrior long ago."
Bentham said sarcastically, "As long as your hammering can enter the state of epiphany, of course you can level up. Why don't you try?"
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