"Danjin..." France reached out and grabbed Danjin and wanted to speak, but found that Danjin's eyes were not afraid of Lukas at all. The nearly dancing hammer technique just now did not put any pressure on him.

He looked at Rucas and France with great enthusiasm. The skills just now were not inferior to those of Blacksmith in the Endless World. He was so embarrassed to be so proud of such skills. There is no need for such skills to make people so afraid, right?

"Boss, Uncle France, lend me your hammer to use."

A word of motivation aroused everyone's doubts, how to borrow two hammers? It seems that the iron thief only needs one hammer, right? Could it be that he was scared by Rukas and wasn't he so confident?

He smiled vigorously and snatched the hammer from Franlin and Franci, and came to the iron furnace to look at Rukas's subordinate and said, "Please, Grey."

Rukas jumped up suddenly, staring at her feet with displeasure. This kid really doesn't understand what it means to be polite. He dares to use his subordinates?

In front of the people, Rukas couldn't say anything, and laughed and said, "For blacksmiths, burning fire is also a science. Franlin Blacksmithshop does not have an excellent fire smith, so just help this guy."

Franlin groaned again with resentment, but could not refute Rucas's words. Burning fire is also a very important task for blacksmiths. No one in the blacksmith shop can surpass Rucas's fire skills.

The iron blast was burning red. The moment he used iron pliers to clamp the iron blast on the anvil, he immediately picked up two big iron hammers parked beside him, attracting everyone's attention at the same price. Is this kid really going to use two hammers?

Rukas smiled proudly when he hugged his arms in front of his chest. The young man really couldn't hold back. He just showed his elegant skills when he was struck. He actually wanted to win in the struck movements?

Clang! The first time the hammer collided with the burning iron embryo, making a shocking collision sound, and Rukas's smile also stiffened at the same time.

The iron embryo was hit. Because there was no suppression of the iron pliers, it jumped suddenly and rolled in the air. The second hammer of energy had arrived, clang!

Another collision, without waiting for everyone to breathe, the hammer in his hand quickly fell on the iron embryo like a storm.

If Lukas's hammer is not skilled in dancing on the iron embryo, he is barely qualified to call it agile dance steps.

Then, the motivated hammer is fighting! Two iron hammers played a fierce battle song! The sound of the golden sword seemed to pull everyone into the heart-wrenching war of the golden sword and the iron horse in an instant!

Rukas' eyes were straightened, what's going on?

Franlin's eyes almost flew out of his eye sockets. The ironwork that I was doing yesterday was not like this! Why did the energy that I made it like this after a night? Did he deliberately keep it yesterday? Is it annoyed by Rukas today? So he exerted all his strength?

The metal jumps up when it is impacted, and the metal hits the anvil again when it is hit. There is no need for the locking position of the pliers. The two hammers in the Divine Hand keep adjusting the position of the iron embryo and always control the iron embryo.

"Burn the fire! Don't stop!"

"Drop the iron embryo inside on the anvil!"

"Continue to burn the fire and put another piece of iron in it!"

The iron hammer with both hands was vigorously dancing, and various commands were issued from time to time, which made everyone onlookers amazed. Two iron embryos hit and three iron embryos hit and bounce...

Gradually, three iron embryos turned into two pieces, and the two iron embryos turned into one piece again. The hot sparks splashed everywhere, making a squeaking sound, as if there were gorgeous fireworks blooming on the small anvil.

The iron embryo was shrinking constantly, and Lucas, who was watching the iron thunder, kept shrinking. His hands had already clenched into fists at some point. The two golden beards connected to the upper lip were twitching and jumping non-stop.

Iron, can you still fight like this? Franin looked at Francis and found that Franci was looking back at Francis with extremely surprised eyes.

Driving obviously had no intention of stopping the ironwork. The big hammer in his hand hooked the hot stove and hooked out the fourth burning red iron embryo!

Rukas' heart also contracted, and the muscles on his face were twitching. The members of the Flame Adventure Group had long forgotten their previous suspicion of motivation.

This very young-looking warrior student was using two big hammers in his hand to stage a scroll called miracle.

Two hours, this should be an extremely long two hours for people who are doing nothing. When watching the forging of enthusiasm, it passed quickly, as if only a few minutes had passed, and two hours had already passed!

Clang! Another metal collision sounded, and the hammer rod of the iron hammer in the palm of Shen Jin turned around in his palm and threw the already-made fine iron into the water.

Swish! After the ironwork, the sound of metal that will never change when it comes into contact with cold water sounds again, and white water vapor permeates the space around the body.

He put down two heavy hammers, clapped his hands and let them go aside, and said in the tone of Rucas not long ago: "For fairness, I won't evaluate it myself. Mr. Rucas, if you are still a real blacksmith, please give it a review."

Rukas's expression was no longer as arrogant and rosy as before. His eyebrows were twisted together, as if they were entangled in a mess.

Gradually, the solemn and cautious expression on Rukas's face disappeared, and countless joy surged into his heart. A faint smile was curled up at the corner of his lips, and he looked at it with a look of looking down: "Young man, ironwork is not a juggling, you have already taken the wrong path of forging. The ironwork just now looked very wonderful, but a pity..."

Rukas shook his fingers gently, with a hint of contempt in his sneering eyes: "You have ignored a problem. In two hours, you only got one piece of fine iron. Even if it is a high-quality second-grade fine iron, the quantity is too small, and it is not as good as my two second-grade fine iron."

The blacksmith who was pulling the bellows wiped off the sweat all over his body, and the same pride appeared on his face. In Auckland, the blacksmith of Rukas is the strongest!

The blacksmiths behind Franlin's faces dimmed from their initial rosyness, and their breathing became much deeper. The flame adventurers looked at Rukas more at their eyes.

He grabbed his hair without any worries: "Let's just look at Jing Tie first, how about it?"

"Okay!" Rukas adjusted his lower collar and walked towards the bucket with his head raised, as if he was a general who was reviewing the army. Every step he took was full of momentum.

"Is this..." Rukas was slightly stunned when he saw the essence iron in the water.
Chapter completed!