Otherworld Light Brain

Chapter 13: amazing power

"You?" Vylon suddenly has the impulse to roar at him. He swears that if Sean is not the son that old Bond loves most, and if Joey doesn't like old Bond, he will make the little guy in front of him look good. Those people, including Ed, looked at Sean's thin and small body, and there was a strong smile in their eyes. No one would take Sean's words seriously, even the three young people who came with him. Sean murmured in his heart, in fact, if it is possible, he doesn't really want to come up with the limelight. But No. 1 in the virtual space strongly suggested that he learn the technology of forging iron. Of course, according to No. 1, as long as he starts to practice forging iron, he will soon be able to master the ability of advanced firewood cutting. Senior firewood cutting, once he thought of the dazzling axe and the incomparable posture, his heart was hard to control. "OK, you can try." looking at Joey, Vylon said helplessly. "Thank you uncle Vylon." Sean bowed politely, came to the middle of the venue and selected the smallest axe. Although this axe is the smallest one here, it is one or two points bigger than the one at home. Randomly picked one in the log pile and placed it on the wooden pier smoothly. Sean held the handle of the axe with one hand, and with a slight force, he suddenly raised the axe high. Vylon let out a light sigh, and his eyes towards Sean suddenly changed. It's not just Sean. Except for Joey's psychological preparation, everyone's eyes have changed. Although the axe is relatively small, it has a lot of weight. When they want to come, even if Sean can lift the ax, they need to use both hands. However, at the moment, Sean just raised the ax with one hand, and it seemed that he still had spare power, which was very relaxed. As soon as Sean's hand touched the handle of the axe, all his mind immediately and habitually converged. He forgot Joey, Vylon and the assessment that was going on here. It seems that he went back to his home and practiced primary firewood cutting in that not very spacious backyard. The ax was raised high, and when it reached the highest point on the top of the head, it drew a strange arc and quickly cut towards the bottom. Sean's eyes were fixed on the log in front of him, and he seemed to see the white dotted line in the center of the log. I don't know why, at this moment, his incomparable devotion, as if all his spirit was concentrated on that line. His movements are coordinated and dynamic. This simple axe is like a moving picture full of aesthetic feeling, which is pleasing to the eye. "Pa." The clear and refreshing voice came to everyone's ears. A log that was not too thin was cut into two pieces by Sean under one axe. What's more surprising is that the size of the two pieces of logs was the same. Sean was so relieved that he couldn't believe that he was in such a good state just now. It seems that after he began to learn the third broadcast exercise, he was the best today. "Uncle Vylon, I can... Gee, what's the matter with you?" Sean said half of it, and saw the gaping Vylon, and asked strangely. Vylon is waking up to look at Sean, and the look in his eyes is quite strange: "Sean, how old are you this year?" "Nine years old." "Nine years old." ed said with envy. "Nine years old." the eyes of several apprentices are full of envy, which is really a small monster. Vylon was laughing. He was not stingy and said, "it's amazing to have so much strength at the age of nine." Sean's face was slightly red, and he seemed to think about it for a moment. He said: "Uncle Vylon, I can't guarantee that every axe can split wood. In fact, when practicing at home, my success rate is less than half." "Half of it is also amazing." Vylon touched his head and said: "it's really an honest little guy. You can be an outstanding blacksmith in the future." "Thank you." in Sean's heart, it was a secret way. The blacksmith is just a turning point in my life. I will not spend my whole life forging iron. "OK, Joey. Please tell old Bond that his son is a natural blacksmith, and I will definitely teach him all my skills. But from today on, he will stay here." Vylon is a cheerful person, and once he sees Sean's potential, he immediately makes a decision to accept. "OK, I'll tell Bond." Joey came forward, took Sean's hand, and said: "brave Sean, I knew you would succeed. Later here, you should also work hard." "Aunt Joey, how do you know that I can succeed?" Joey smiled. Although she was not beautiful, it gave him a very warm feeling at this moment. "Sean, I'm looking at your skill of cutting firewood at home." Joey said with a smile: "in a word, congratulations." "Well, thank you. Aunt Joey, I'm going to stay here and study with uncle Vylon. If you can, please take care of dad for me." Joey smiled softly, but she had a rare flush on her face. That night, he and Vylon sent Joey and the three young people away. Looking at the gloomy expression on their faces, Sean's heart suddenly surged with a strange feeling. If he didn't get the learning machine and master the first two sections of the junior radio gymnastics, then his face might be the same expression. "Sean, since you want to learn from me, you must abide by my rules." Vylon said positively, "I will not give you any preferential treatment. You should think about it clearly." "Yes, uncle Vylon, but I have a small request." "What?" "I want to sleep in a room alone at night, I'm not used to sleeping with people." "Er?" although Vylon didn't understand why Sean had such a strange hobby, for Joey's sake, he agreed without hesitation. Send Sean to an independent room, and Ed envies: "Sean, your strength is really great." "You have a lot of strength, too." Sean said sincerely. "No, I'm twenty-five years old today, and I've been practicing for twelve years." Ed said definitely: "you will be a qualified blacksmith in the future, you will." Sean helplessly clapped his forehead and groaned, "Oh, blacksmith..."