American comics: Incredible comprehension, hand-crafted forbidden spells

The training ground was still a bit chilly in the morning.

As soon as Lin Jie finished casting the spell, he saw that Senior Brother Carter was pressing his thumb hard against his temple, his brows furrowed into a knot.

Lin Jie looked completely bewildered.

Starting a couple of days ago, whenever I practiced, Carter would sigh and shake his head like a rattle-drum.

Lin Jie racked his brains but still couldn't figure out where he had gone wrong.

Thinking back carefully, the hundreds of weapon forms he created, plus his ability to traverse space, are all signature skills of top mages in movies.

I copied it myself and it turned out perfectly.

Why does my senior always have such a sour face?

"Senior Brother, are you having a headache?"

Lin Jie was a straightforward person and couldn't keep his thoughts to himself, so he asked directly.

Carter froze, his hand hovering in mid-air, his eye twitching: "What headache?"

"If you weren't having a migraine, why would you keep sighing and rubbing your head like that?"

Lin Jie's eyes were full of sincerity, and his tone was completely innocent.

Carter was screaming in his mind: Why the hell do I have a headache?

It was your abnormal comprehension that scared them out of their wits!

Carter's mind was in turmoil, but he forced himself to remain calm: "I sighed because I could tell you'd run into serious trouble in your cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie was even more bewildered.

"Lin Jie, you want to become stronger, and I can see you working yourself to the bone every day."

Seeing Lin Jie's bewildered expression, Carter decided to put on airs and start persuading him.

"But you need to understand that practicing magic requires focus, and the worst thing you can do is try to grab a handful of everything."

"You're certainly smart, barely passable among your batch of newcomers. But your flaw is fatal; you're always tinkering with random ideas, losing sight of the bigger picture."

Carter's face hardened, and his tone became serious. "In Kamar-Taj, doing this is a major taboo."

"There are countless types of magic, including ranged and melee spells, defensive and offensive spells, and even spells that can be used to support teammates."

"Can you learn it all? Impossible. What skills will you use to make a living? What field are you majoring in?"

Carter got more and more excited as he spoke, appearing to be pouring his heart out.

Lin Jie stroked his chin, thinking that there was actually some truth to it.

I've come up with so many tricks lately that I can't even count them all, but upon closer inspection, they're all just scratching the surface.

I mentally went over the methods used by the big shots in Kamar-Taj.

The Ancient One can create a mirror space with a single move; once someone is trapped inside, they can forget about climbing out alive.

This is called mastering a skill to its highest level.

Let's take a look at the approaches of other experts.

The secret techniques everyone practices are, to put it bluntly, close-quarters combat.

It doesn't rely on fancy lighting and special effects; it's all about hand-to-hand combat with weapons, plus running away through doors.

Laymen might find it entertaining but unsophisticated.

But it actually works in practice.

While others are casting their ultimate attack from afar, you simply open a door, get right in their face, and deliver a fatal blow straight to their heart.

No matter how dazzling the moves are, the person is completely dead.

So, in the final analysis...

The key is whether the knife in your hand can send the other person to their death quickly and accurately.

Lin Jie felt that he had completely grasped the essence of Carter's words.

To put it simply and bluntly, you have to be quick, accurate, and ruthless when fighting.

No matter what skill you practice, you must have a killer move. Master it to the extreme, and you'll be set for life.

"Senior Brother! I understand!"

Lin Jie slapped his thigh suddenly, his eyes shining.

So that's how it works!

"Hmm." Carter crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and adopted the air of a reclusive sage.

Actually, he was thinking to himself, "I'm just making this up, what do you know about this stuff?"

But this vanity project cannot collapse; it must be maintained.

"Come on, tell your senior brother, which level of enlightenment have you reached?"

Carter stared at Lin Jie; he was genuinely curious now.

Lin Jie straightened up and answered loudly, "You mean, being a jack-of-all-trades and master of none is useless? You have to master one spell to the extreme, hone it into an invincible killing move, and then try the next one!"

What the hell!

Carter's eye twitched violently.

It's so unfair to compare yourself to others. You can just ramble on and on, and he thinks he can elevate it to some profound theory?

Carter felt a pang of jealousy welling up inside, but forced a relieved smile and nodded: "Not completely stupid."

To salvage the situation, he continued his charade: "True masters see the essence of all things. Power comes from heaven and earth; you must find the source. Don't always try to come up with a bunch of fancy tricks; you'll bite off more than you can chew."

"Put away all your unnecessary thoughts. You may have conjured up hundreds of swords, spears, and halberds, and even know how to open doors, but ask yourself honestly, can you honestly say you've mastered any of those moves?"

"I'm teaching you how to draw glowing lines so you can master the basics. You think you can't kill someone with just lines?"

As Carter spoke, he raised his right hand, drew a line with his finger, and a glowing line appeared in his palm.

He gripped the line tightly and strode to a large, sturdy tree.

With a sudden swing of his arm, the light cut across horizontally.

The air seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

The leaves shook violently, making a rustling sound.

Then.

The entire room fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Lin Jie and a dozen or so newcomers stared intently at Carter.

At this moment, Carter remained in his slashing stance, holding up the glowing lines, standing in place like a statue.

Everyone was completely baffled and couldn't understand this move at all.

Sudden.

"Snap—Thump!"

A dull thud struck the ground, the entire tree snapped in two and collapsed with a roar, raising clouds of dust.

"Holy crap! That's awesome!"

Lilia couldn't hold it in and screamed out loud.

"Senior Brother is invincible! How did he manage to do that?"

"Can a single line really be this powerful?"

The crowd around them erupted in shock, gasping in astonishment.

Carter then slowly dissipated the light in his hand and put his hands behind his back.

He met the admiring gazes of Lin Jie and his apprentices, and said in a calm yet pretentious tone, "Put away all your distractions and start practicing from the basics to break through your limits."

"Spells are a tool; they can be used as a sword to kill enemies, or as a shield to save your life—it all depends on how you use them!"

After saying that, Carter turned and walked away with his hands behind his back, without even looking back.

He pretended to walk back to his bedroom.

The moment he closed the door, his air of a reclusive sage vanished completely.

Carter plopped down on the wooden bed and started counting the days on his fingers.

"One day, two days... three more days!"

If they can just get through the last three days, the Ancient One and Lucian will be returning to Kamar-Taj.

Carter let out a long breath, feeling as if he was about to be freed.

Early the next morning, Carter, sporting dark circles under his eyes, went to the library to report his progress to Master Wang.

Push open the heavy wooden door.

Something strange happened today; Wang was listening to Beyoncé's songs without headphones on.

He sat upright behind the long table, his hands crossed under his chin, his eyes fixed on the doorway, clearly waiting for someone.

Carter had barely taken half a step inside when Wang blurted out, "How did practice go yesterday?"

Recently, rumors about Lin Jie have been flying everywhere. Wang Tiantian is stuck in the library and can't leave, so she's extremely anxious.

When you encounter such a freak, you must not let Carter lead you astray.

Carter sighed, his face long and crestfallen. "Master Wang, don't even mention it. Yesterday, that kid took a nap, and when he woke up, he knew how to open a portal."

"Open a portal?"

Wang abruptly stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a screeching sound. "You taught him that?"

Carter waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of bitterness: "I didn't even mention a spell! He made it all up himself!"

Wang gasped.

Teleportation isn't exactly a sophisticated spell; it's easier to learn than Crimson Chains.

But the key issue is that nobody teaches us!

You can open the door after taking a nap?

This talent is simply outrageous.

If Dormammu were to set his sights on such a genius, the consequences would be unimaginable!