Master Bentham came to Abel, took a 30 pound hammer from the tool stand, threw the rough into the furnace, looked at the furnace and said to Abel, "you are the most gifted child I have ever seen. I will do it only once, and you can learn how much depends on yourself."

Take out the red rough from the furnace. Master Bentham put the rough on the anvil, raised the hammer high, carefully observed the rough, and then fell heavily. Each blow was very slow, but each blow was very heavy. The power of the blow made the huge work platform jump.

"After being tempered to 80, the rough has become very hard. Forced beating can not only play a role in forging, but also damage the internal structure of the rough. So after 80 practice, change the sledgehammer. Every stroke should be on the structural pattern of the rough. Look carefully. Your strength is very big. As long as you master this skill carefully, there is no problem." Master Bentham was beating the rough and guiding Abel.

Abel's purple eyes fixed on the rough. On the drop point of master's hammer, he could see some subtle stripes. On the dark red rough, it was hard to find. But master hit the rough exactly on the grain every time, and every time the rough changed its shape, and the next grain would be found again.

Master Bentham threw the 81 - trained rough into the furnace, handed the 30 pound hammer to Abel, and said, "try it."

Abel took the hammer and took out the red rough from the furnace with a pair of pliers. His eyes were fixed on the rough. Where were the stripes and where were they? Thinking in his heart, Abel's attention is more and more concentrated. Everything around him seems to have disappeared. The whole world is only left with the roughcast in front of him. The roughcast is also growing in Abel's eyes. Every tiny mark on the roughcast is reflected in his brain. Find it. You are here.

The 30 pound hammer hit the rough, and the loud noise didn't affect Abel. The rough in front of him was shaped by the blow. Where are you? Ha ha, here you are. I found you. Another hammer came down.

At this time, Abel is like finding a novel toy, finding a stripe, then hitting it with a hammer, then finding a new one, and then smashing it again. The loud sound is not slower than that of master Bentham.

Master Bentham was stunned. The kid in front of him had made him jealous. Yes, a kid who had just learned to forge for a month had made him jealous.

"It's mental power." Master Bentham kept shouting in his heart. Of course, he knew what it was. His teacher, the dwarf forging master, Mr. Robin, was a forging master with spiritual talent. That's the real master, not like master Bentham. Master Bentham was honored as a master by people in nearby cities just because he was proficient in forging all kinds of weapons and armor. Master robin was a forging master A forging master recognized by the whole continent.

Master Bentham studied with master robin for ten years, and returned to his hometown because he could not learn more profound forging techniques due to lack of spiritual power. The reason why master Bentham was able to forge rough blanks with more than 80 drills successfully was the experience formed by the master's own continuous refining. Only relying on these experiences can master forge rough blanks with 100 drills.

At the beginning of master Bentham's study, master Robin used his mental power to find structural patterns, so master Bentham saw Abel's state at a glance.

Master Bentham didn't disturb Abel's forging, but quietly turned around and left. When he left, he had already made a decision. His wish that he could not complete could be completed by his disciple.

In this strange state, Abel did not notice the departure of master Bentham, and the roughcast in his hand also went back to the furnace more and more times over time.

82、83、84…… 98、99、100。

When the 100 training was completed, Abel woke up from his previous state. He felt tired all over, especially the lack of spirit. Like his head was hollowed out, he felt dizzy and vomited.

The 30 pound hammer on his hand slipped from his hand, fell on the workbench and made a loud noise. Looking at his shaking right hand, Abel recalled what he had just done. He seemed to enter a strange state. In that state, he seemed to rely on instinct to operate, but the burden of this state on the body was too great.

Feeling the body, what happened? Abel found that there was a lot of Qi in his body, which was more and more frightening.

No matter how dirty the ground is, I sat down on the ground and practiced Knight breathing. The accumulated Qi beside the Qi pulse quickly gathered to the fifth one.

"What's the matter?" Gaden found Abel sitting on the ground. He came running quickly and was ready to help him up.

"Don't move him." Master Bentham appeared at Abe's side, stopped gaden, stared at him and said, "everything is rough."

The master looked around at the other apprentices who were about to come, and waved them all away.

"Tell the knight Marshall to come here." Looking back, master Bentham said to gaden."Yes, sir." Gaden strode out of the blacksmith's shop.

"This is Marshall, the son of a bitch, who has been promoted." Master Bentham said to himself, and since he received this disciple, he has been impacted more and more.

Abel's promotion to the fifth level apprentice knight was very smooth. Almost all the Qi automatically gathered to the fifth vein like hearing the order. So it took only half an hour for him to become a fifth level apprentice Knight successfully.

Abel didn't really understand that he had just upgraded to level 5 apprentice knight. He had just upgraded to level 4 apprentice knight two times in a row. Why did he upgrade again a month later? He didn't take any medicine this time. He stood up full of doubts. He saw master Bentham standing aside and the rest of the blacksmiths stood far away, It can be seen that master Bentham is protecting him. He can't help being grateful to the master.

"Bang", the door was kicked open, a figure rushed in, running and shouting: "what's wrong with Abe?"

This is the knight Marshall. His long blonde hair is half wet by sweat and pasted on his face. Part of it is covered in the back of his head because of the wind. He has no natural and unrestrained demeanor.

When he saw Abel standing there like no one else, he didn't seem to be in trouble. The Marshall Knight shouted: "that kid, gaden, dare to cheat me. I'll teach him a lesson later!"

"Who is going to teach my disciples?" Master Bentham looked unhappy, biting his teeth and looking at the guy who was still scolding.

"Uncle Marshall, I was upgraded by accident." Said Abel in a low voice.

"What's the upgrade? I'll talk about it with Bentham first." The knight Marshall turned his head to master Bentham, who was preparing for a good theory, when suddenly he stopped.

"Wait, you said you were upgraded again?" Marshall Knight looked up and down at Abel incredulously, and pushed one hand to Abel. Abel's body instinctively flashed the momentum of the fifth level trainee knight.

"It doesn't make sense. How can I say upgrade is upgrade? What were you doing? " The knight Marshall asked after Abel.

Abel thought about it a little hesitantly, and said definitely, "I didn't do anything, I was just hammering the rough."

"Nothing to eat?"

"I had breakfast with you. I didn't eat Chinese food because I was working on rough products." Abel also wants to know why, so now he has to answer questions.

"How can it be? If iron can be upgraded to Knight level, I will come to iron tomorrow." "Marshall Knight said, pointing to master Bentham:" if iron can be upgraded, this guy is already a warrior

"As long as you can make iron into the Epiphany realm, of course you can upgrade, or you can try," master Bentham sneered

"Abel, if you want to find another piece of rough material, then you can forge iron, and then you can enter the epiphany. Then you are the youngest Knight of the principality." Just as Marshall Knight said this, master Bentham not only rolled his eyes, but Abel could not help covering his head.