Picking up that shiny silver piece of iron, it felt heavy in his hand. Ling Feng almost failed to lift it.
"So heavy!"
Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched slightly, but thinking of how it originally was forged into such a large iron plate, he quickly understood.
This was not a mere ordinary metal sheet; in fact, it was a highly rigid Immortal Metal, at least a material used to forge Holy Artifacts.
This material was already incredibly dense and tough, yet under the strikes and forging of the Big Iron Hammer, it could still be turned into a metal sheet.
Ling Feng took a deep breath; is this what they call "Power Shock" and "Power Penetration"?
"The formation of Shock Force comes from collision."
Ling Feng had once learned a Blade Attachment Secret Technique, capable of adding Shock Force on the sword blade and reflecting part of the opponent’s power back.
Hence, he understood what Shock Force implied.
However, forming Shock Force at the very instant power erupts from within is undoubtedly something Ling Feng had not encountered before.
"If it’s not the shock after collision, it means that power would have formed the shock before it erupted."
Ling Feng continually pondered in his mind.
What would happen if power collided with its own power?
The attribute changes of power were the direction Ling Feng had been tirelessly working towards over the past few days.
Maybe unknowingly, Ling Feng had already begun contemplating on Shock Force.
Ten minutes...
Fifteen minutes...
An hour...
One hour...
Ling Feng held a hammer in one hand and the metal sheet in the other, appearing dazed and motionless like a piece of wood.
Before taking action, Ling Feng was more accustomed to thinking.
Unless he could think things through thoroughly, it would just be a waste of physical strength to him.
After all, he was still carrying a heavy black pot on his back.
Every hammer swing was a major burden to him personally.
If he exhausted his strength before mastering the technique, today’s task would inevitably be incomplete.
Not far away, the Big Iron Hammer glanced at Ling Feng with the corner of his eye, seeing him motionless from start to finish, snorted coldly.
Thinking carefully before acting is indeed a good habit.
However, if Power Shock and Power Penetration could be understood just by thinking, it would be overly naive.
"If you dare hand me in a blank paper directly, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
The Big Iron Hammer snorted coldly and then diverted his gaze.
He agreed to guide Ling Feng on Power Shock and Power Penetration, but without Comprehension, there was no choice but to drive him away.
He didn’t particularly like to have his peace disturbed.
Especially not by someone like Ling Feng.
Heaven’s Chosen Son, dashing and carefree, naturally getting whatever he wanted: status, wealth, women...
Such people always reminded him of a thorn in his heart.
Thus, he feared that if Ling Feng stayed longer, he might not resist killing him.
Another hour passed.
Ling Feng put down the metal sheet, took a deep breath, finally prepared to take action.
Practice brings true knowledge; sheer thinking or idle talk can’t help him truly grasp the essence of it all.
Putting a piece of iron plate on the Forging Platform, Ling Feng began his first hammer swing.
Clang!
Ling Feng wielded Dragon Elephant Divine Power, the brute force burst forth, as the "crack" was heard, the thick iron plate directly shattered.
"How did this happen?"
Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched; he had always overlooked one point.
The difference between forging and destruction.
Having power comparable to the Blood Demon Hand, possessing formidable explosive power, and mastering changes in Sharpness of Power.
His power was, undoubtedly, immensely destructive, filled with immense destructive capability.
However, forging is different from destruction; he needed to consider the limits of the iron plate’s capacity to withstand forces.
Letting power fill the iron plate, creating shock, altering its internal structure.
Looking back, taking a blow from the Big Iron Hammer in the morning left no obvious external injuries, but his internal organs had slight shake damage.
And when power penetrated from his body, exploding on the ancient tree behind him, it firstly shattered the internal structure of the ancient tree little by little, before it broke apart.
This kind of power no longer stayed on the surface but acted directly on the inside.
Without obvious differences in strength between the power of the Blood Demon Hand and the Shura Chef Saint, yet clearly, this kind of power is far harder to resist than external force.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng readjusted, setting aside the shattered iron plate, getting a brand new piece.
Evidently, Big Iron Hammer had already anticipated this situation, so prepared plenty of spare iron plates.
Raising the hammer high, Ling Feng started his second attempt.
Clang clang clang!
The sound of metal colliding was extremely piercing.
Ling Feng felt the reverberating force shaking his wrist numb, yet the resilient iron plate remained intact.
If the force was too small, it couldn’t affect the iron plate; but if the force was too great, it would easily destroy it outright.
This was undoubtedly a challenge.
However, Ling Feng wasn’t discouraged.
Once, twice...
Ling Feng kept trying, continuously discovering problems, and then constantly adjusting his mindset.
Every swing of the hammer brought new insights in terms of technique.
Soon, the sun set in the west.
The time agreed with the Big Iron Hammer arrived.
Big Iron Hammer was punctual and walked back into the forge at dusk.
"Enough, stop."
The Big Iron Hammer coldly swept a glance at Ling Feng, that suffocating feeling, that oppressive sensation like a mountain pressing down, made Ling Feng instinctively throw down the hammer.
The command seemed impossible to defy.
Big Iron Hammer carefully inspected the "metal plates" Ling Feng had forged.
Strictly speaking, the iron plates Ling Feng forged mostly retained their form as plates, but the last one he was hammering had barely turned into a block.
However, it was uneven and couldn’t compare at all with the blocks the Big Iron Hammer personally forged.
"You failed."
The Big Iron Hammer’s voice carried coldness.
"Yes, I failed."
Ling Feng nodded, "But I believe I’ve touched upon some of the key secrets. Tomorrow, I will do better."
However, what awaited Ling Feng was neither encouragement nor reproach but the slap from Big Iron Hammer.
Brutal, ruthless!
Without warning!
The Big Iron Hammer swung a palm fiercely towards Ling Feng’s cheek.
In a flash of lightning, Ling Feng dodged to the right, yet simultaneously raised both hands, channeling Rotational Power, forcefully striking against Big Iron Hammer’s palm.
Stepping back!
Ling Feng was directly shocked back several paces, body slammed into the wall, spat out fresh blood violently, unsure how many bones broke.
"That’s your lesson for daring to dodge!"
Big Iron Hammer’s voice was indifferent, cruel, "Get out, come back tomorrow!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, gritted his teeth, "My dignity doesn’t allow anyone to trample on it! No matter how strong you are, even if you’re a Divine from heaven, it doesn’t matter!"
"What are you, to dare speak of dignity in front of me?"
Big Iron Hammer stood with hands behind his back, aura burst forth, a terrifying pressure blankets descended.
Ling Feng already severely injured, jolted by the terrifying pressure, again suddenly sprayed out fresh blood.
"Hahaha!"
Yet, Ling Feng laughed skywards, "Then, what are you? Just someone deceived by a woman, hurt by a woman, blaming Heaven, complaining day in and day out, what do you think you are, you’re not even a man!"

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