Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang…
All kinds of noises were heard in the smithery studio. It was extremely rhythmic and not noisy. Instead, people felt that this was a special piece of music.
However, the sounds seemed… densely packed!
Yes, densely packed!
Compared to normal blacksmiths, the noise was much denser. There seemed to be more than ten blacksmiths forging at the same time.
However, even if there were more than ten blacksmiths who cooperated well with one another, they wouldn't be able to create such a rhythm. It would definitely be a little messy.
If a blacksmith was here, he would be flabbergasted.
To be able to forge a weapon at this level, he wasn't an ordinary blacksmith.
Round Ball glanced at Wang Teng occasionally in the smithery studio. It couldn't focus.
This wasn't the first time he saw such a situation but every time he saw it, he still felt a sense of astonishment.
This fellow was a monster.
