Douluo: Legend of the Dragon King - The Voice of the Purple Emperor

Chapter 11 Second Profession

"Your soul power is strong and your aura is stable. I underestimated you," Yun Ming said softly.

Gu You remained silent, creating an awkward atmosphere.

Yun Mingming smiled faintly, after all, the child needed time to adjust to the sudden change in identity.

Have you ever thought about what you would like to study as a second career?

"A second job?" Gu You looked at Yun Ming.

"Yes! Perhaps it's too early for you, but with your talent, it would be better to start training from a young age." Yun Ming nodded.

"I want to learn forging!" Gu You said firmly.

forging?

Yali was startled, knowing that this was hard work, unlike designing mecha armor which required a lot of brainpower.

Yunming didn't react much to this. Since the child wanted to learn, then let him learn. If he wasn't talented enough, they could just switch to another school. Anyway, he was still young.

"Brother Ming." Ya Li's expression was somewhat reluctant.

Yun Ming stepped forward and patted Ya Li's head. "It's good for children to experience more hardships. How can they see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?"

Ya Li said no more. Gu You watched from the side with a strange expression, as if he were being fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

Yun Ming walked up to Gu You and said, "Come with me, I'll introduce you to someone."

The two figures vanished instantly. Inside the Shrek Academy Blacksmith Association, Feng Wuyu was studying a piece of Heavenly Forged Metal when a strong fluctuation of soul power made him stop.

"Sect Master? What brings you here, with a child in tow?" Feng Wuyu stared at Gu You.

Yun Ming shook his head and explained why he had come here.

"What?! Godson!" Even Feng Wuyu, who was famous throughout the continent, was dumbfounded.

"I understand, don't worry, Pavilion Master. Even if his forging talent isn't up to par, I'll make sure he is!" Feng Wuyu quickly chimed in.

"No need for that. If he has talent, let him continue learning. If not, I'll come pick him up in a few days." Yun Ming chuckled, nodded to Gu You, and then disappeared.

Gu You curiously examined Feng Wuyu, another holder of the dual Holy Dragon title, the Blazing Dragon Douluo and the Eight-Star Holy Craftsman, nicknamed "Old Madman".

"Stop looking, child. Let's test your one-arm strength so I can design a special forging hammer that suits you. Remember, don't use soul power to enhance it." Feng Wuyu touched the storage ring in his hand, and a huge instrument instantly appeared with a groove in the middle and a display showing the weight.

Gu You frowned, gathered the strength in both hands on his right arm, and threw a punch. With a loud bang, the numbers on the instrument changed continuously, eventually settling on two digits.

166!

Feng Wuyu gasped. He wouldn't be surprised if Gu You had the support of soul power, as he was the adopted son of the Sea God Pavilion Master. How could his talent be lacking? But this was the number Gu You achieved with a single punch using pure strength. How could he not be amazed?

How much strength do adults have?

"It's quite auspicious," Gu You thought at that moment.

"Your strength is good, but that doesn't mean you can adapt to forging. Forging requires perseverance. Take these two thousand-forged life-refining hammers and listen to me. What I'm asking you to do now is to keep swinging these 50-pound hammers to smash this strength testing device. I'll count for you. Each hammer blow must not be less than 50 pounds until you're exhausted," Feng Wuyu said coldly.

"Let's begin!" Gu You pounded the hammer again and again, and the room echoed with continuous thuds.

36…46…70…

During the hammering, the Life Essence Hammer continuously emitted faint life energy, nourishing Gu You's hands. This was intentional on Feng Wuyu's part; the hammer, forged from life crystals, would nourish its user. Otherwise, after a few days of his intense training, Gu You's arms might have been ruined. He wasn't afraid of Yun Ming, but he was afraid of that Holy Spirit Douluo. If she saw her godson Gu You injured like that, who knows what crazy things she might do.

Although Ya Li could instantly heal Gu You's arm, Feng Wu Yu was well aware of Ya Li's infertility; accepting a godson was already a sign that she treated him as her own.

When Gu You struck the hundredth time, he started sweating. By the time he struck the three hundredth time, his arms were noticeably swollen, and even with the nourishment of life energy, they remained red and swollen.

Keep going! Since you've been given such a great talent, you can't let it go to waste!

Despite the aching and swelling sensation, Gu You gritted his teeth and continued to swing his double hammers.

After six hundred strokes, Feng Wuyu stopped in his tracks. He was determined to have this child. The intense pain forced Gu You to stop.

No, no! This is not the limit. It is far from enough to compete with Tang Wulin for the title of Divine Craftsman. I still have the innate advantage in soul power. I can't be inferior to a native of Douluo, can I?

Gu You struggled to continue swinging the hammer, but Feng Wuyu did not stop him, because he knew that stopping him would only harm Gu You's perseverance.

Eight hundred... His arms were too heavy to lift. The hammer slipped from Gu You's hands, and Gu You collapsed weakly to the ground, still smiling, sweat pouring down his face.

"Am I capable?!"

Feng Wuyu laughed loudly, "Okay! Why not? Child, you are the most monstrous talent I have ever seen!" After saying that, he picked up Gu You and went to a rest room. After applying some medicine to Gu You, Feng Wuyu left, saying a few more words before leaving.

"I will help you join the Shrek Academy Forging Association, but it won't be a full formal membership until you become a Level 1 Forging Master. Once you master the Hundred Forging and Thousand Forging Purification, I will give you a big gift."

The room was quiet. Gu You stared at the ceiling absentmindedly. His arms were still sore, but he barely felt anything.

The only thing Gu You couldn't see now was the purple lines on his spine, which kept moving across his back.

sleepy……

(End of this chapter)