“You will... what?” Nie Hanchang could not believe his ears.


    “If you are not willing, I won’t insist,” Zhao Yunxiao said solemnly. “After all, I cannot promise that I can salvage this mess that you made either!”


    “No! No, that’s not it! Please help me, Junior Martial Brother Zhao!” Nie Hanchang urgently answered.


    He, too, knew that he was fast approaching his limit.


    If it was as Zhao Yunxiao said and the metal was truly about to break, there was no way that he would have the skills and energy to salvage the situation.


    After all, he could not even tell that it was breaking!


    On top of that, just like how Zhao Yunxiao had heard of Nie Hanchang, Nie Hanchang had heard of Zhao Yunxiao as well.


    “It’s decided then,” Zhao Yunxiao said. “However, you have to promise not to let anyone else know about this. As you know, this is against the rules. And don’t blame me if it goes badly either. I won’t be held responsible for your mistakes.”


    “I definitely won’t!” Nie Hanchang replied immediately. “Thank you, Junior Martial Brother Zhao!”


    “Enough talk, the grimiron is starting to cool,” Zhao Yunxiao did not bother with the pleasantries and directly snatched over the metal tongs and hammer from Nie Hanchang. “Maintain the flame. You know how to do that at least, don’t you?”


    “Y-Yes! I can do that!”


    Just like that, the roles of Nie Hanchang and Zhao Yunxiao were reversed all of a sudden.


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    Every strike has to hit the right spot, at the right angle, and with the right amount of energy. As long as one of these aspects is off, the result will not be ideal.


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    Look for spots of non-uniformity, be it in terms of shape, thickness, gas bubbles, grain structure, or anything else.


    Don’t do it blindly.


    Don’t hammer for the sake of hammering.


    There must be a reason behind every strike.


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