American comics: Incredible comprehension, hand-crafted forbidden spells

Carter walked up to Lin Jie and saw that Lin Jie was about to bow.

He reacted quickly, grabbing Lin Jie's arm and smiling awkwardly, "No, no, no, junior brother, let's skip the formalities."

Carter is now suffering in silence.

Two weeks ago, this kid was just a novice apprentice following behind him, practicing drawing lines.

Before you know it, they're about to become mentors to the aspiring monks.

If I were to accept Lin Jie's bow again now, what if it shortens my lifespan?

"Before leaving, Master Wang instructed me to stay and assist you, fearing you might lack experience leading a team for the first time."

Carter solemnly found an excuse and made no mention of the matter of Master Wang asking him to keep an eye on the sword.

Lin Jie didn't doubt it and nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother."

Just then, a loud, rough voice broke the silence of the training ground.

"This wretched place! They really think they can hold me, Thor, here?!"

Thor turned around angrily, his red cloak flying wildly.

He glared at Lin Jie, leaving a vicious threat: "Kid! You better wash your neck clean and wait! Once I get to Nidavellir and fix the hammer, I'll come back and beat you to a pulp!"

After uttering those harsh words, Thor swaggered off with his pigeon-toed gait, heading towards the gates of Kamar-Taj without looking back.

Lin Jie shrugged, too lazy to bother with this muscle-bound idiot.

"Alright, everyone, ignore him and continue training."

Lin Jie clapped his hands, signaling the trainee mages to refocus.

Seeing this, everyone resumed drawing the magic lines, and the training ground returned to its previous huffing and puffing atmosphere. Carter was happy to have some peace and quiet, standing next to Lin Jie as a doorman.

However, this peace and quiet lasted for less than half an hour.

"What the hell is this place?! Is it a maze?!"

With a furious roar, Thor's tall figure reappeared at the edge of the training field.

He strode over, sweating profusely and panting, still cursing, "Damn it! I've been walking along the main road for thirty minutes and haven't seen a single gate! Is Kamar-Taj a gopher's hole? There's not even an exit?!"

Thor's loud voice echoed throughout the area, and the trainee mages all stopped what they were doing and stared at him as if he were an idiot.

Kamar-Taj's architectural layout is enhanced by spatial magic. Without the aid of a suspension ring, ordinary people who walk in are like entering a Möbius strip, forever stuck in the same place.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Thor became even angrier.

He rushed up to Lin Jie, looking down at him and demanding, "Hey, mortal! Where's the exit from here?!"

Lin Jie frowned slightly, and his eyes darkened.

This big oaf, you're asking for it, aren't you?

Do you really think you're something special?

Lin Jie didn't bother with any more words. He raised his right hand, and golden magical sparks began to flicker at his fingertips.

He was prepared to open a portal and throw this noisy guy into the sea to wake him up.

Although Thor was reckless, he had learned his lesson from Mordo and knew how powerful the glowing circle was.

Seeing Lin Jie raise his hand, Thor reacted quickly, grabbing Lin Jie's wrist tightly and interrupting the spellcasting.

"Kid! Don't try any dirty tricks on me!" Thor grinned, his tone full of sarcasm. "What else can you Kamar-Taj mages do besides play these petty tricks? No matter how smooth your magic is, it can't hide your weak nature!"

He kept calling them ordinary people and magicians.

Even a clay figure like Lin Jie has a temper. He stared into Thor's eyes and coldly retorted, "I've always been curious, with your arrogant and disdainful attitude, haven't you ever been beaten to death outside?"

This really wasn't Lin Jie deliberately picking a fight.

Since Thor landed on Earth, he's either been hit by the Hulk or beaten up by the people of Kamar-Taj, yet he still acts like he's the best in the world.

"Get beaten up?" Thor laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He suddenly moved closer to Lin Jie, his massive body exuding an oppressive aura, his tone provocative: "What? Kid, you want to spar with me? I may not have a hammer right now, but my fists are more than enough to take you down!"

Thor raised his fist, bigger than a sandbag, and waved it in front of Lin Jie, boasting arrogantly, "We Asgardians are born to fight! As long as you don't use any of those deceptive magical tricks, and we fight hand-to-hand, I guarantee one punch will make you cry for your mother!"

Thor's arrogant provocation completely ignited the atmosphere on the training ground.

Dozens of trainee mages all stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes toward it.

On one side is the son of the Asgardian god-king, born with divine strength.

On the other side is the prodigious genius of Kamar-Taj, renowned throughout the entire community.

This match is definitely going to be a spectacle!

Thor enjoyed being watched by everyone.

He spread his arms wide and shouted at Lin Jie, "Come on! Do you dare to keep your bet with me? No magic, no external force, just pure fists, let's see who the real tough guy is!"

Looking at Thor's smug face, Lin Jie slowly pulled his wrist back from being gripped, cracked his knuckles, and made a "crackling" sound.

"Alright." Lin Jie's lips curled into a playful smile. "Since you're asking for it, I'll grant your wish."

Hearing Lin Jie accept the challenge.

The trainee mages burst into excited cheers and retreated, quickly clearing a spacious circle in the center of the training ground.

Carter rubbed his hands excitedly and ran to the sidelines, shouting, "Junior! Take him down! Let this big oaf see what Kamar-Taj is all about!"

The people of Kamar-Taj have incredibly high expectations for this pure hand-to-hand combat.

After all, they had all witnessed Lin Jie's terrifying physical strength. This Thor was probably going to kick a hornet's nest!

According to the rules, private fights are strictly prohibited in Kamar-Taj.

But the situation is different now. Thor is an apprentice mage, and Lin Jie is his temporary mentor.

This is called practical teaching!

No one stopped them; instead, they excitedly backed away, leaving a large open space.

"The show is about to begin!"

Carter rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming.

He glanced around to make sure neither Master Wang nor Senior Brother Modu were there, then immediately lowered his voice and shouted to the crowd, "Come on! The betting has started! Place your bets now!"

"Gambling? Betting on meal cards? Betting on phones? Anything goes! Should we bet on Lin Jie or Saul? Place your bets now!"

These trainee monks usually spend their time in seclusion in the mountains, they're practically bored out of their minds.

Their eyes lit up when they heard there was a betting game.

"I'm betting £100 on Senior Brother Lin Jie to win!"

"I'm betting a Rolex on that genius to win!"

"I'm withholding my food allowance for this month..."

Carter grinned from ear to ear and quickly grabbed a small notebook to jot down the details.

Kamar-Taj doesn't pay salaries, so this half-baked mage will have to pay for his own lunch when he goes out on field missions.

Taking advantage of the fact that the big shots are away, making a quick buck is the most important thing.

The two people in the center of the field could hear the commotion clearly.

"Did you hear that? More people are betting on me to win than on you."

Thor crossed his arms, his chin practically pointing to the sky, a smug look on his face.

Lin Jie shrugged, his expression indifferent: "I don't care who wins or loses. I just hope that after I beat you to a pulp, you'll shut your damn mouth and stop bothering me."

"Arrogant mortals!" Thor grinned, waving at the mages on the sidelines. "Hey! Those who placed bets! All of you, bet on Thor from Asgard!"

His confident and composed demeanor made it seem as if he had already secured the victory.

After saying that, Thor turned his head, raised his fist the size of a sandbag, and waved it in front of Lin Jie.

"Look closely! This fist of mine has smashed the heads of countless alien monsters! With your skinny arms and legs, don't come crying to your mother after just one punch."

"Of course, if you back down now and call me 'Big Brother,' I might make things a little easier for you later..."

Saul was still there, spewing out trash talk.

He didn't take Lin Jie seriously at all.

Even without the hammer, he was still an Asgardian god, whose physical strength absolutely crushed that of Earthlings.

But he hadn't finished speaking.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Lin Jie didn't waste any words with him. His right fist, like a cannonball, slammed into Thor's stomach!

"vomit--!"

Thor's smug expression froze instantly, his eyes bulged out, almost popping out of their sockets.

My stomach churned violently, and I almost threw up the sandwiches I ate this morning!

If it weren't for his Asgardian divine physique that allowed him to withstand the blow, that punch would have definitely ruptured his intestines!

Thor bent over, clutching his stomach, and stumbled back several steps. He looked up, staring at Lin Jie in disbelief.

What the hell is this strength?!

This kid looks skinny and weak, but how come his fists are harder than steel?!