Xu Yunfan paid no mind to Blacksmith Lv's smug tone.
Seeing Xu Yunfan lost in thought, Blacksmith Lv rubbed his nose and said, "This Red Rope Cloak Hammer is one of the ultimate skills of Divine Weapon Ridge. When you first learned it, didn't it feel just like smithing?"
His calloused palm made a rustling sound as he rubbed the hammer's handle.
"Watch closely!"
Before Xu Yunfan could respond, Blacksmith Lv, now by the furnace, let out a thunderous shout.
In that instant, as Blacksmith Lv swung the hammer, his deltoids swelled like iron balls, and bronze-colored veins slithered like flood dragons beneath the skin of his gnarled arms.
Unfortunately, the force that should have flowed seamlessly through his back and waist was broken in two at his slightly stooped spine.
The 'Reversed Celestial River', a move that should have been powered from the heels, had been forcibly altered by the old man into a technique driven by a reverse thrust of the shoulder blades.
