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Mordo's harsh voice still echoed in the fighting arena when the Ancient One gently shook her folding fan and spoke up to interrupt the tense standoff.

"Remember what I just taught you." The Ancient One stared at Lin Jie, her tone casual. "Try to mobilize the magical energy in your body. Think about what you want to make it into. As long as you think it through clearly enough, the necessary spells and methods will naturally appear in your mind."

This is a summary of the Ancient One's many years of travel experience; it's all the truth.

"Understood." Lin Jie nodded emphatically and strode to the center of the field.

Modu was looking Lin Jie up and down.

After all, this kid in front of him was the freak who almost beat the melee master Wang Mage to a pulp yesterday.

Before the competition began, Master Wang leaned closer and whispered in Lin Jie's ear, "Lin Jie, you are indeed very strong. But there are no restrictions today; you can use magic freely. Senior Brother's secret arts are absolutely top-notch here, so be very careful. Have a good fight with him; you'll learn a lot."

Master Wang meant well.

Although Lin Jie's comprehension and talent are frightening, he hasn't really learned many real skills. It's necessary to give him a warning in advance.

After giving his instructions, Master Wang returned to Gu Yi's side.

"It's just a normal sparring session." After watching Master Wang walk away, Mo Du said to Lin Jie with a stern face, "Don't worry, I'll stop when I've made my point."

Even if Mordo harbored prejudice against Lin Jie, he wouldn't dare to use underhanded tactics in the teaching combat in front of the Supreme Mage.

Hearing his senior brother say this, Lin Jie clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Then please give me your guidance, senior brother."

With his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised, Mordo confidently said, "Now, try punching me directly."

ha?

Should I punch you?

Lin Jie was completely puzzled.

This is the first time in my life I've ever heard someone make such a shameless request.

They actually asked to be beaten?!

"Don't be afraid, and don't hold back on using your full strength." Seeing that Lin Jie didn't move, Mordo continued to escalate the situation. "I will use magic to protect myself, so your punch won't hurt me at all. I just want to test how capable you really are."

In reality, Mordo dug a huge hole here.

As soon as Lin Jie dares to throw a punch and charge at him, Mo Du will instantly grab his wrist and throw him over his shoulder!

This wasn't some underhanded tactic; it was Mordo's first real-world lesson for Lin Jie—in a real battle, the enemy will never give you any room to prepare!

If it were an honest person like Master Wang, he probably would have foolishly fought back.

But Lin Jie always felt something was amiss when facing Mo Du.

Putting aside the fact that his senior brother usually disliked him, Lin Jie could tell from his current gaze that there was deep hostility hidden within it.

It's better to be careful.

Moreover, magic is allowed today, so what if Mordo sets a trap for himself?

Lin Jie's eyes darted around, and he reached into the pocket of his robe, grabbing the coin that Master Wang had given him during his class yesterday.

People watching from the sidelines were stunned.

A fight is about to break out, why is this kid taking his hands out of his pockets?

Before anyone could react...

Lin Jie flicked his thumb, his fingernail pressing against the edge of the coin, and with a crisp "clang," the coin bounced off!

The coin made a terrifying whooshing sound, like a cannonball being fired, so fast that even its afterimage was not visible, heading straight for Mordo's chest!

Modu's expression changed drastically!

Danger!

He quickly mobilized all his magic power, creating three thick defensive light shields around his chest.

"Bang!"

The coin slammed hard against the light shield.

puff!

The light shield shattered instantly, but the coin's residual force slammed solidly into Mordo's chest.

Modu felt like he had been hit by a speeding dump truck!

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it back down.

What the hell!

This is called a coin?!

This is clearly a jack!

Lin Jie's attack not only unleashed terrifying physical power, but also incorporated violent magical energy!

He made a seemingly insignificant coin sound like a cannon!

If Mordo hadn't reacted quickly and put on three layers of shields at the last second, that coin would have definitely punched a big hole in his chest!

Lin Jie's strength has become this abnormal?!

This is not a power that humans should possess!

Most importantly, he didn't even give a warning before attacking!

At this moment, Modu's face was flushed red, and his eyes were wide open like copper bells, filled with red blood vessels.

My chest is burning with pain, and even breathing is difficult.

Sidelines.

Looking at Modu's miserable state, Master Wang shook his hands in empathy.

"It looks painful," Master Wang whispered to Gu Yi. He completely understood Mordo's feelings and added, "Actually, you'll get used to it after a few times."

Gu Yi fanned himself expressionlessly and replied calmly, "It looks painful to watch."

They both shook their heads at the same time.

Sin ah.

You insisted on letting someone hit you, now you feel better, right?

In the center of the field.

It took Mo Du a while to catch his breath. Clutching his chest, he gritted his teeth and roared at Lin Jie, "Why didn't you tell me before you made your move?!"

Lin Jie scratched his head awkwardly, replying with an innocent look, "Senior Brother, isn't this just practical training? In a real battle, how could the enemy possibly give you time to prepare?"

Mordo: ......

Modu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning blood in his chest.

He felt that even if he didn't get hit by this coin today, he would be driven crazy by this kid sooner or later!

Stealing lines!

That bastard stole my lines!

"The enemy will not give you time to prepare."

This was clearly the first lesson he, as the senior apprentice, was preparing to teach his new apprentice!

Now look what's happened, this kid is using it to teach me a lesson!

Who exactly is the senior disciple?

Mo Du stared intently at Lin Jie, his face ashen.

If it weren't for the fact that the Ancient One was watching nearby, he would have really wanted to rush up and strangle this kid right now.

Tolerate!

Modu gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his anger and the excruciating pain in his body.

Since you're so ignorant of manners, today your senior brother will teach you what it means to respect your teacher!

"Watch closely!" Mordo sneered, pulling a short stick from behind his back and holding it horizontally in front of him.

"Some high-level magic is too violent to be controlled directly with the physical body. Therefore, the mages of Kamar-Taj infuse magical energy into specific objects, which are called artifacts."

As he explained, Modu gripped both ends of the short stick with both hands and pulled hard.

A few crisp "snap" sounds.

The short stick was instantly stretched into seven or eight sections.

Each section was connected by a blinding red magical light.

Modu casually tossed the elongated stick to the ground.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound, like a whip lashing the air.

The short stick seemed to come alive, exuding a dangerous aura.

"This is the scepter left behind on Earth by the Living Tribunal."

Mordo proudly raised his chin, then kicked his shoe.

A yellow magic circle flashed across the sole of the shoe and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"These are the Boots of Leaping Valto," Mordo continued the lesson. "Remember, sometimes it's not you choosing an artifact, but the artifact choosing you! You can try using object-capturing magic to sense artifacts that resonate with you."

Item-grabbing magic?

Lin Jie was taken aback.

I've never actually learned this trick before.

I was too busy changing weapons and opening doors.

Seeing this, Master Wang, who was standing on the sidelines, immediately shouted a live demonstration: "Lin Jie! Watch my moves!"

"Calm down and clearly visualize the shape of the item you want in your mind!"

"Or sense the energy field emanating from a magical artifact! Then, using your portal-opening technique, unleash an object-retrieval spell!"

"As long as your energy resonates with the artifact, you can grab it directly!"

"Actually, this thing works on a similar principle to a teleportation portal. Think about it carefully, the incantation is definitely in your head! Like this—"

To make it clearer for Lin Jie, Master Wang raised his hand and drew a small golden magic circle in mid-air.

He reached his hand into the light circle and pulled it out.

A long sword, gleaming with cold light, appeared steadily in Master Wang's hand.

Modu watched from the side, frowning.