Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Although Lou Gao is hailed as a master craftsman throughout the Douluo Continent for his extraordinary metal forging abilities, he himself is well aware that there is no end to learning, and his forging skills can still be improved.

Lou Gao remained silent for a moment, his brows furrowed, the Geng Jing in his hand seeming to grow heavier. His fingers unconsciously caressed the edge of the Geng Jing, a hint of resentment and struggle flashing in his eyes.

As a blacksmith hailed as a master craftsman, he should be omnipotent, but now he feels an unprecedented powerlessness in front of a pair of boxing gloves.

Ning Fengzhi noticed the change in Lou Gao's expression and said softly, "Mr. Lou Gao, is there any difficulty you are facing? If needed, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is willing to provide full assistance."

Lou Gao shook his head and sighed, "Sect Master Ning, this matter cannot be resolved by external forces. The Duke's gauntlets, in terms of both materials and craftsmanship, far surpass the skills I possess. Even with the addition of Geng Essence, I cannot guarantee that they will match the original forging level."

Leosley's boxing glove forging craftsmanship had exceeded his expectations.

Lou Gao slowly put down the Geng Jing in his hand, looking at Leiosli with a complicated expression, his eyes filled with both admiration and helplessness. His fingers unconsciously tapped the table, making a soft sound, as if he was trying to organize his thoughts.

“Your Grace,” Lou Gao finally spoke, his tone low and sincere, “your gauntlets, in terms of both the selection of materials and the forging techniques, have reached a level that I cannot reach. Even this top-grade Geng Essence cannot be easily integrated into them. If I were to attempt to do so rashly, I fear I would only ruin this masterpiece.”

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly and asked softly, "Mr. Lou Gao, is there really no other way?"

Lou Gao gave a wry smile and shook his head: "Sect Master Ning, I consider myself to have some experience in forging, but this pair of gauntlets... is really beyond my comprehension."

The atmosphere in the room fell silent for a moment, with only Lou Gao's fingers still unconsciously tapping lightly on the table, making a soft sound.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze shifted between Leosley and Lou Gao, as if he were weighing something.

Chen Xin stood aside, his expression calm, as if none of this concerned him.

Leosley didn't expect it to work at first. After all, the forging technology of this era is definitely different from that of 20,000 years later. According to the classification standards of blacksmiths 20,000 years later, Lou Gao's current forging level, if he takes that Eight Treasures Ruyi Armor as his achievement, would at most be a master craftsman level blacksmith. If he were to be precise in terms of level, it would be between level five and level six.

So he plans to do it himself this time.

It just requires the use of tools from a tall building.

After all, the blacksmith shops on the market only have ordinary tools like forging hammers and furnaces, which are simply not enough to meet Leosley's requirements.

Leosley's gaze swept across the room, settling on the rows of neatly arranged forging tools.

The firelight from the furnace shone on his face, casting a serene glow.

Lou Gao followed Leosley's gaze and knew what the other party was planning to do.

Good thing!
His forging skills had already reached a point where they couldn't improve. Now, a forging master even better than him was about to demonstrate his skills. If he watched, he might be able to learn something.

Although he may not be able to learn everything on his own, even learning just a little bit will benefit him immensely.

Lou Gao strode to the forging table and quickly cleared out a spacious area.

"Your Grace, please feel free to use the tools here. If you need anything, please let us know."

Lou Gao smiled and spoke, his tone inquiring, "I wonder if I could have the honor of observing your skills?" Ning Fengzhi, seeing Lou Gao's expression, immediately understood what the other party wanted to do. According to intelligence, although Lou Gao was hot-tempered and unrestrained, he was obsessed with forging!
He had an extremely high passion for forging, so even when he was at his worst, Ning Fengzhi rarely saw Lou Gao give up continuing to forge iron.

However, Ning Fengzhi felt somewhat emotional seeing Lou Gao's current state.

Mr. Lou Gao is truly passionate about forging.

"Naturally."

Upon hearing this, Leosley nodded slightly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Leosley and Lou Gao and said with a smile, "Mr. Lou Gao, it seems you are in luck this time."

Lou Gao's eyes flashed with excitement upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to smooth out slightly. His hands involuntarily clenched into fists, his knuckles turning slightly white, clearly showing his inner excitement.

Lou Gao strode over to Leosley's side, his tone urgent: "Your Grace, though I presume to be of any use, I hope I can offer you some assistance. Please do not hesitate to ask if you require anything."

Leosley nodded slightly, his gaze remaining fixed on the forging table. He walked to the furnace, reached out and grasped a forging hammer, his fingers gently stroking the handle as if to feel its weight and texture. The firelight illuminated his profile, outlining his sharply defined features, and the leaping flames were reflected in his deep eyes.

Flames roared inside the furnace, the intense heat was overwhelming, and the air was filled with the distinctive scent of metal.

“Your Grace, I have used these tools for a long time and they may be worn out. If you are not satisfied, I will go and prepare new ones for you right away.”

Now, the way he calls Lou Gao "adult" is even smoother than before.

Even a forging master stronger than him, let alone calling him "sir," would be acceptable to call him "father" if he could learn something from him.

Lou Gao rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Your Grace, please take a look at these tools. If any of them don't fit, I'll immediately go and get the best ones!"

His voice was somewhat hurried, even trembling slightly, as if he were afraid that Leosley would be dissatisfied with his tools.

"It's okay, it's fine as it is."

Leosley casually picked up a forging hammer, weighed it in his hand, and nodded slightly.

He swung the hammer a few times, the hammerhead drawing a smooth arc in the air, seemingly emitting a faint hum as it rubbed against the air.

Upon seeing this, Lou Gao quickly stepped back, crossing his arms in front of him, as if afraid of disturbing the master forger's concentration.

His breathing was slightly rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His eyes were fixed on Leosley's every move, afraid of missing any detail.

Ning Fengzhi and Xigewen also walked to the table and sat down, their eyes filled with anticipation as they waited quietly.

Cheng Ningfeng had already estimated that this process might take about a month. In the sect, unless it was a major event, minor matters could be decided by the elders.

Chen Xin stood behind Xigewen, his expression calm, as if none of this concerned him. (End of Chapter)