American comics: Incredible comprehension, hand-crafted forbidden spells

Master Wang felt that he had racked his brains and put in a lot of effort in teaching Lin Jie.

He originally intended to use the guise of testing spatial magic to give Lin Jie a hard time, to teach the kid a lesson and make him settle down, so he wouldn't always be thinking about creating world-destroying divine equipment.

The results of it?

A series of actions as fierce as a tiger, but in the end, I was the clown myself!

In just four days, Lin Jie not only learned about mirror space, but also figured out how to distort space!

What the hell are you even doing, banging on it?!

If the pressure continued, Master Wang was afraid he would be so discouraged that he would renounce his vows on the spot and return to his hometown to farm.

If you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them?

"Lin Jie, let's go to the training grounds. You'll be in charge of guiding those trainee mages today. Also... share your insights into spatial magic that you've gained over the past few days with everyone."

Master Wang sounded like a deflated balloon, his voice carrying a deep sense of powerlessness.

Keeping Lin Jie by my side serves two purposes: firstly, to keep an eye on him at all times and prevent him from impulsively pulling out that deadly sword in the stone to play with.

On the other hand, it also lets this kid go and cause trouble for others, saving me from having to sit here alone and question my existence.

Killing two birds with one stone, perfect!

"Instructing trainee monks?" Lin Jie paused, scratching his head. "Master Wang, isn't that the senior brother's job?"

"Your senior brother... is sick. He probably won't be able to get out of bed for a while."

Master Wang's eyes flickered, and he vaguely glossed over the matter.

"Sick?" Lin Jie was even more puzzled. "Wasn't our senior brother full of energy this morning, kneeling down to test the weight of my sword? How come he's sick this afternoon?"

"...He probably caught a bit of a cold. Let's go, let's go, don't ask so many questions."

Master Wang's lips twitched, and he quickly changed the subject, leading the way toward the training ground.

Lin Jie was completely confused, but he could only hurry to catch up.

……

At this moment, in the training grounds of Kamar-Taj.

Dozens of trainee mages, dressed in dark blue robes, were practicing their magical beams and melee combat under the blazing sun.

And at the very front of the line.

Saul sat regally in a grand chair, legs crossed, holding a cup of tea (though not his favorite beer), looking every bit like a foreman.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! You tall guy! Your punches are so weak, didn't you eat lunch? Even an old lady from Asgard could hit you harder!"

"And you! Yes, you shorty! You're so slow at raising that magic shield! If this were on the battlefield, your head would be gone by now!"

"What are you all staring at me for? Keep practicing! Show some manly spirit!"

Thor shouted and pointed at the mages' training, his face full of disdain.

As soon as Master Wang reached the edge of the training ground, he heard Thor's deafening voice.

He rubbed his throbbing temples in pain and sighed deeply.

孽 孽!

How could we forget about this plague god!

"Yo! Your Majesty, you've finally arrived!"

Thor, with his sharp eyes, spotted Master Wang immediately and sprang up from his chair.

He also glanced at Lin Jie following behind, and raised his chin in a very flippant manner: "Hey! Mortal boy, you're here too?"

Lin Jie frowned slightly.

This big oaf keeps calling me a "mortal," it's really grating to hear.

If it weren't for the fact that he was injured, Lin Jie would have loved to teach him right now what "divine methods" meant.

Seeing that Lin Jie remained silent, Master Wang quickly stepped in to smooth things over, while also warning Thor: "Thor! You came to Kamar-Taj to cultivate, not to act like a VIP and watch a show!"

Master Wang is now furious with Thor.

This guy hasn't had a single day of peace since Odin dumped him here.

Not only do they break the rules, but they also treat Kamar-Taj as their Asgardian backyard, pointing fingers and making noise there every day.

"Cultivation? I'm cultivating myself too; I'm helping you correct your mistakes."

Thor shrugged, looking completely unconcerned.

"Honestly, you bunch of mages, spending all your time researching those glowing little tricks, your physical fitness is terrible."

"If you were to actually encounter our Asgardian army on the battlefield, your fancy footwork wouldn't even last a single charge!"

Thor was full of arrogance and disdain for the magic system of Kamar-Taj.

Master Wang was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he was about to reprimand him.

Thor completely ignored him, turned to Lin Jie, and shouted, "Hey! Mortal brat! We agreed beforehand that we'd fight to see who's the senior! Are you ready to get beaten up?"

Looking at Thor's arrogant face, Lin Jie coldly replied, "I'm ready anytime. I'm just afraid your backside injury hasn't fully healed yet, and you'll get beaten down again soon."

"Hahaha!" Thor wasn't angry at all; instead, he threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Kid, you're pretty arrogant! But don't worry, I, Thor, never bully the weak. I won't fight you until my hammer is fixed."

"Without a hammer, I can't use my full strength, and I can't unleash the full power of Thor. Once I get a new hammer, I'll teach you a lesson!"

After Thor finished speaking, he turned to the King and declared confidently, "Your Majesty, I must leave Kamar-Taj for a few days."

"Where do you want to go?" Master Wang frowned. "The God King instructed that you must stay here to cultivate!"

"I'm not going back to Asgard. I'm going to Nidavellir," Thor explained. "The best dwarven craftsmen in the universe are there. My hammer is broken, and I must go to them to forge a new artifact!"

For Thor, without Mjolnir, it's like a swordsman without his sword—something just doesn't feel right.

He urgently needs a new weapon to restore his fighting strength.

"No!" Master Wang resolutely refused. "Your status is special. Without the Supreme Master's approval, you absolutely cannot step out of Kamar-Taj!"

"You think your lousy barrier can stop me?" Thor sneered, his eyes sharpening.

"You can try," Master Wang said without backing down, his body surging with intense magical energy.

The two were on the verge of a confrontation.

A young monk came running up, panting, and said urgently to Master Wang, "Master Wang! My senior brother asked me to summon you to the temple immediately, saying that an important guest has arrived!"

guest?

Kamar-Taj is isolated from the world, and you can't even see a ghost normally, so where would the guests come from?

Master Wang's heart skipped a beat, sensing that things might not be so simple.

He turned to Lin Jie and instructed him, "Lin Jie, you take charge of training these trainee mages and share your experience with them. I'll be right back."

Before leaving, Master Wang, still worried, pulled Carter out of the crowd and whispered, "Carter! You keep a close eye on Lin Jie! Absolutely, positively, absolutely do not let him touch that heavy sword in his dorm! Understand?!"

After saying that, Master Wang ran headlong toward the temple without looking back.

Carter was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

You can't touch the sword?

What's so strange about that sword?

Why is Master Wang so nervous?

Carter was full of questions. He turned to look at Lin Jie in the center of the field, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

We're doomed.

Every time the big shots leave and the business is handed over to Lin Jie, this kid is sure to cause a huge uproar!

It seems this training ground is going to be lost again today!