It's about time! "
More than ten minutes later, Wang Teng accurately aimed at the right time and took out the black iron from the forging furnace.
He swung the hammer, and the clanging sound of hammering was heard.
At this time, the other students had already started their own forging, and the entire forging room was filled with the sound of metal colliding.
Wang Teng's hammering sound merged with the other sounds, and nothing could be heard at all.
However, Xiong Ba raised his eyebrows.
"This sound."
His ears twitched, and he immediately found the source.
Don't think that your hearing is worse than ordinary people because of the noise in the forging room every day.
As martial artists, they naturally have ways to protect their hearing.
Even for blacksmiths, hearing is very important because they need to listen to the sound of metal.
Powerful blacksmiths can judge how many impurities are left in the metal through the sound, where there are impurities, and so on, to refine the most perfect material.
Xiong Ba's gaze instantly locked onto Wang Teng, and his eyes suddenly revealed a look of surprise.
"It's actually him."
He didn't get close, and he secretly observed from the podium.
The more he looked, the more shocked he became.
"What exquisite smithery skills. Is Wang Teng the heir of a smithery family? That's not right. Why did I hear that he's just the child of an ordinary merchant in Donghai? He doesn't have any special background. Could it be that he relied on himself to figure it out? If that's the case, this Wang Teng's talent is a bit unusual. "
Various thoughts flashed through Xiong Ba's mind, and then he looked at the other students. He couldn't ignore the other students just for Wang Teng.
Among the other students in the forging class, there were still many good seedlings.
Clang clang clang!
Clang clang clang!
This was Wang Teng's first time forging. At first, his speed wasn't fast, and he mainly focused on adapting. Later on, his speed gradually increased. The hammer in his hand kept moving, leaving only afterimages. It was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly.
The surrounding students couldn't help but look at Wang Teng.
The frequency of the sound was too fast and prominent. It was impossible not to notice it.
"This!"
When they saw the situation on Wang Teng's side, the students were stunned.
"Is this hand speed because he has been single for a long time?"
Everyone's jaws dropped, unable to close as they cursed in their hearts.
Tyrant Bear also opened his mouth and suddenly felt a little envious. He only had this kind of hand speed when he was young.
"It's good to be young!"
…
One and a half hours later, Wang Teng was done with the forging. Looking at the shiny black Black Iron Ore in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction.
He didn't say anything and just raised his hand.
Xiong Ba had already noticed that he had stopped forging. Seeing him raise his hand, he walked over.
Ignoring the temperature, he picked it up and took a look.
The surprise in his eyes became even stronger.
"This is … Hundred Refined!"
Xiong Ba suspected that he had seen wrongly, and immediately flipped through it twice, not missing a single corner.
He even seeped his origin power into the metal and finally confirmed that it was indeed Hundred Refined Blacksand Iron.
The so-called Hundred Refinements was to forge the raw material over a hundred times. The more times it was forged, the less impurities there would be in the metal. Above the Hundred Refinements were the Thousand Refinements, the Ten Thousand Refinements, the Hundred Refinements, and even the Million Refinements.
Some blacksmiths were willing to spend years or even decades to forge a weapon. What did you think they spent their time on?
Of course, in order to complete such a high level of forging, the materials had to be good enough. Otherwise, the Thousand Refinements would be enough to ruin it.
Going too far was as bad as not going far enough!
Correspondingly, blacksmiths were only willing to spend a large amount of precious time forging with extremely good materials.
Blacksand Iron was the most common metal material. Being able to Hundred Refined was already the limit. If the blacksmith's skills were not good enough and the pressure was too great, it would become a useless piece of scrap iron after being hammered a hundred times.
"Very good, this Blacksand Iron has a very high degree of completion and a degree of tempering of 97%. It is already a rare piece of fine iron." Tyrant Bear was not stingy with his praise. He looked at Wang Teng with eyes full of admiration. This was an excellent blacksmith seedling.
Even if it was the same Hundred Refined, the degree of tempering would be different. It all depended on the blacksmith's skill.
In the blacksmithing world, no one had ever achieved a degree of tempering of 100%. It was an ideal value that was almost impossible to achieve.
Even if it was the most common material, a Grandmaster Blacksmith would not be able to achieve such a degree.
Therefore, for Wang Teng to achieve a degree of 97%, in Tyrant Bear's opinion, it could not be any higher. It could not be any higher.
The others were immersed in their forging and did not hear Tyrant Bear's words. Otherwise, they would not be in the mood to forge at this time.
"Your forging skills are very good. Do you have a master?" Tyrant Bear asked the doubts in his heart.
"No, I just studied in your class." Wang Teng shook his head.
"You've only studied in my class, yet you've grasped it to such a degree in such a short time."
Although Tyrant Bear was mentally prepared, when he heard Wang Teng admit it, he could not help but be shocked.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can leave first." Tyrant Bear waved his hand and said, "Oh right, leave this Hundred Refined Blacksand Iron with me first. I'll return it to you next class."
"Okay." Wang Teng did not know what Tyrant Bear wanted to do with the Blacksand Iron, but he knew that Tyrant Bear would not covet a mere Hundred Refined Blacksand Iron.
After Wang Teng left, Tyrant Bear only announced the end of the class ten minutes before it was over.
Then he checked the results of the students one by one. There were actually two who had achieved Hundred Refinements, but their degree of refinement was completely inferior to Wang Teng's. One was at 67%, the other at 83%.
For a beginner, 67% was already very good.
As for the other student who achieved 83%, it was a student from a blacksmith family. His foundation was good, so for him to be able to reach this level could be considered outstanding.
Tyrant Bear announced the results, and after another round of applause, he announced the end of the class.
"Wait, Instructor, what's Wang Teng's degree of refinement?" The student from the blacksmith family stood up and asked.
Tyrant Bear could not bear to discourage this child, but when he saw the determination in his eyes, he sighed inwardly and said, "Hundred Refinements, 97%!"
The students in the class were all shocked.
"I've actually reached 97% of the refinement rate!"
"How can it be so high!"
"At the very least, he has to be a Master Blacksmith to reach this level."
… …
"So there really are such geniuses in this world." The student from the blacksmith family said bitterly.
"He's an exception. There aren't many geniuses like him in the world. There's no need to specially compare yourself with him. You're already very outstanding." Tyrant Bear comforted.
It would have been better if he did not comfort him, but once he did, the student felt even worse.
He could not even compare himself. It was too much of a blow.
In an instant, the student's face was ashen, and his entire body was filled with a dejected aura.
"Here we go again." Tyrant Bear felt helpless. This student was very outstanding, but every time he suffered a blow, he would become like a walking corpse. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. He coughed dryly and said, "Yang Gong, I suddenly feel that if you work harder, you might be able to catch up to Wang Teng soon."
"Really? Instructor. "
"Yes, I'm very sure."
"I knew it. I won't lose to anyone. Teacher Xiong, I have to go back and train hard. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, huff ~" Tyrant Bear let out a long breath.
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