How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 23 The Master Craftsman: I won't take a single penny, I just want my name signed, please.
Da Niu Blacksmith Shop.

"Brother Lin, the iron rod you mentioned has been forged. This Da Niu Blacksmith Shop is a century-old establishment in Yong'an City, so their craftsmanship is absolutely top-notch."

Wu Yong led Lin Fan toward the blacksmith shop. He had to get what Brother Lin asked him to do, even if he didn't eat. In fact, he came to check on the progress every day and was very diligent.

"Is that so? Then we'll have to take a good look."

Lin Fan was very concerned about the iron rod. Ordinary wooden rods could not support his explosive power and would break on the spot with the slightest force, making it difficult and cumbersome to hit people.

Although one would be given a sword after becoming a constable.

But he felt that knives were very impractical; they could easily get stuck in the bone when cutting someone, and besides, the longer the knife, the stronger it was—that was a very obvious principle.

Swing the iron bar and strike, no matter where it hits, you'll ensure the other person doesn't even have a chance to cry for their parents.

As for the knife...

It's good enough to serve as a deterrent, to put it on the shoulders of petty scoundrels, and ensure they behave themselves.

At this moment, inside the blacksmith's shop.

The master craftsman is polishing a dazzling iron rod. The rod has black threads at both ends, a silver-white body, and engraved patterns, truly a remarkable forging craft.

"Master, this iron rod weighs sixty pounds. Is there really anyone who can lift it?" asked a burly man, shirtless and with muscles bulging from years of blacksmithing, exuding explosive power.

He tried, but the iron rod was too heavy. He could lift it, but to say that he could use it as a weapon was simply absurd. The inertia generated when swinging it made it difficult to maintain his balance.

The experienced craftsman said, "Who knows? The heavier the guest's request, the better."

The burly man shook his head and didn't ask any further questions. As long as their blacksmith shop could make money, that was fine. As for the final use of the iron rod, that was none of their business.

"Master, I'm here."

Before the man arrived, Wu Yong's voice could already be heard.

The people in the shop looked at Wu Yong. They were very familiar with him; he was from Zhongyitang Jili Wharf. But he wasn't alone; he was accompanied by a handsome and dignified young man.

They exchanged a glance, pondering to themselves.

Could it be that the iron rod was used by the other side?
But looking at his build, he doesn't seem like someone I could actually use.

As Lin Fan entered the blacksmith's shop, he smiled and nodded to everyone as a greeting. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to the iron rod in front of the master craftsman. His eyes lit up; he really liked the style of the rod.

Unable to resist, he walked up to the iron rod and reached out to take it.

Just as the experienced craftsman was about to remind the other man that the iron rod was very heavy and difficult to lift with one hand, he suddenly widened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

The other party easily picked up the iron rod with one hand and even weighed it in his hand. This series of actions was performed with ease and freedom, as if the iron rod had no weight at all.

Not only were the master craftsmen stunned, but the other apprentices were as well.

"Hmm, not bad. It's a bit light, but it's still usable." Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, casually swinging the staff a few times. The staff made a muffled thunderous sound, roaring and powerful.

With that weight and his strength, anyone who isn't a martial artist would either be crippled or killed if they touched him.

The built-in control panel is quite good.

The staff techniques and body tempering greatly enhanced his physical strength. In particular, during this period, he pushed his rudimentary body tempering to the advanced stage.

He earned this through sheer hardship, enduring countless blows.

It contains his blood and sweat.

"Ah! Ah!..." The old master craftsman exclaimed in surprise, "He is born with superhuman strength! He is born with superhuman strength! I have been blacksmithing all my life and I have never seen anyone wield such a heavy weapon so easily."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Master, you've spent your whole life dealing with weapons, so you must have met some extraordinary people and martial arts masters."

He had no hope of learning anything about martial arts from his master.

But as a skilled blacksmith, one must have come into contact with it to some extent.

"A remarkable person? A martial arts master? What are those things? The heaviest knife I've ever forged in my life only weighed a dozen kilograms," the old master exclaimed in amazement.

Ok.

It seems the other party genuinely didn't know.

The old master craftsman's eyes didn't seem to be lying; if he really wanted to hide something, his eyes would definitely show signs of distress.

Martial arts, oh martial arts.

What could possibly be the reason that people would hide their martial arts so deeply?

What are we afraid of?
"Master, I really like this weapon. How much silver do you want? I'll give it to you." Lin Fan gripped the iron rod, feeling his whole body brimming with power. A suitable weapon can often unleash even greater combat power.

The staff is the ancestor of all weapons.

There's a reason for that. The apprentices were very excited; the iron rod was made of top-quality materials, the shop's prized material, and the master craftsman was personally supervising the work, so the price was considerable.

But soon, when they heard what their master said, they were stunned.

"No money, not a penny, not a single cent." The old craftsman immediately waved his hand, then seemed to have blood rushing to his face, his face turning red, and he excitedly grabbed Lin Fan's hand, "I only have one request, can I have the shop's name engraved on it? Just this one request, I'm willing to pay even if it costs me money."

Now it was Lin Fan's turn to be taken aback.

This was the first time he had ever heard of someone forging weapons for free, and besides, he could sense that the iron rod was very expensive.

All costs added together.

It would probably cost more than a few dozen taels.

"Master, have you thought it through?" Lin Fan asked.

The master craftsman immediately nodded, "I've thought it through, it's absolutely true. I won't charge you. I have a feeling this stick is destined to be famous throughout history and make a name for itself. I just want my name signed."

Hear this.

Lin Fan smiled. He could understand. Just like historians, they wouldn't change a single word, even if it meant losing their heads. As long as you kill me, I'll be remembered for all time.

The master craftsman in front of me must be just like that.

"Okay, I'll grant your request," Lin Fan said.

"Good, good, good."

The master craftsman was so excited he almost jumped up like a child. He immediately found some tools and carved a few characters on the iron rod.

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After carving.

The old master couldn't hide his excitement and tried his best to persuade Lin Fan to stay, hoping to treat him to a meal. However, Lin Fan politely declined, saying that no one would get an iron rod for free and then expect a free meal.

After a brief exchange, he picked up the iron rod and left the blacksmith's shop. The old master saw him off warmly and respectfully, calling out, "Come back if you need anything!"

Lin Fan felt he had made a profit.

The experienced craftsman also felt he had made a profit.

Everyone felt they had made a great deal.

That would be a win-win situation, which is excellent.

After Lin Fan left.

The apprentices gathered around, saying, "Master, you really don't charge us? Wouldn't that be a huge loss for us?"

"Buy my ass, lose my ass, I've made a profit, I've really made a profit, I'll be remembered for eternity, my Great Ox Blacksmith Shop will truly be remembered for eternity." Then, the old master found incense, came to the memorial tablet placed in the blacksmith shop, lit the incense and knelt down with a thud, "Master, what you longed for and never accomplished in your whole life, I may really be able to do."

"Sixty pounds, Master! It's like he weighs nothing. This person is destined for great things."

The apprentices around them watched their master, who was in a state of agitation.

They looked at each other in confusion for a moment.

Although I cannot understand my master's ideas, I respect them.

on the way back.

Wu Yong looked at Brother Lin with a face full of admiration.

What is charm?

That's real charm!

I regret not being a woman, otherwise I could have offered myself to him.

There was a snap.

Wu Yong angrily slapped him across the face.

What are you thinking? How could you have such high expectations? You actually want to offer yourself to him. You'd be lucky to even get a free ride from Brother Lin.

Lin Fan asked in confusion, "What are you doing? Why would you slap yourself for no reason?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Oh."

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