ou came back without even saying a word to me. Instead of coming to see your teacher first, you ran off to that person's den!” 。"What could someone like him, so ignorant, possibly teach you""Slap!" Zh...Then he stood there, his whole being still. 。Even if this is a very simple task, Tang Wulin still has to treat it seriously. This is respect for forging itself. 。The best forging anvils in the fire-burning process will certainly not make people wait too long. 。When the cannon barrel rose again to the forge, it was glowing red hot, raising the temperature of the workshop considerably. 。Tang Wulin spread his arms on both sides of his body, and his pair of soul-forged silver hammers appeared in his hands. 。With no preparatory action, the right hand hammer swung directly down. 。"Bang!" The side of the gun barrel was crushed..."Ah!" Long Yuxue couldn't help but gasp, and secretly cried out, it's over...This time, even Lu Ni couldn't help but frown. 。Through forging the gun barrel, she has done this more than once. 。This process is not too complicated either. After high-temperature firing, through some molds, the deformed places are adjusted back to their original shape, and then solidified, cured, and cooled. 。This purple iron has a good strength inherently, even if it's melted multiple times, there won't be any problems. 。Ke Tang Wulin's first move was to smash one side of the cannon barrel with a hammer. He certainly had some strength, but...was this repairing Wasn't he destroying it It wouldn't be so easy to repair after it was smashed like that. 。This kid isn't very reliable! "Wulin, what are you doing" Long Yuxue couldn't help but reprimand softly. 。Tang Wulin, as if he hadn't heard a thing, swung his silver hammers down with lightning speed. With several booming thuds, the cannon barrel, which had originally been cylindrical in shape, was flattened. 。Long Yu Xue couldn't help but cover her face, unable to bear to look straight ahead. 。“Runi, I’m sorry” 。y in mid-air. 。Each person's face was etched with astonishment. 。A middle-aged man with black hair, a single strand of golden hair naturally swaying in his hair, his expression suddenly became incred...
Chapter 944: The First Deal