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Wang added insult to injury: "It smells a bit like burnt wild boar."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Thor suddenly let out a pig-like scream, clutching his back with both hands as he jumped three feet high. "My crotch is on fire! King, are you blind? Quickly get some water and splash it on me!!!"

In the fighting arena, Thor's roar was deafening.

With flames still burning on his buttocks, he frantically darted around in front of the king like a headless fly.

The commotion was so great that all the mages in the neighboring training ground were drawn over.

When everyone ran over, they were all dumbfounded.

What's going on here?

Thor summoned lightning, but ended up setting his own butt on fire?

"Where's the water? Quickly, bring me water and splash it on me, Your Majesty!"

"What the hell! Why is my back on fire too?"

"I clearly shouted 'Power of Thunder'! Where the hell is this fire coming from?!"

Thor patted the flames off his body while shouting at the top of his lungs.

Wang stood there, stunned.

The surrounding monks looked at each other in bewilderment.

Are the gods of Asgard so creative when it comes to using skills?

Several seconds passed before Wang finally snapped out of his daze.

He ran quickly into the house, brought out a large basin of cold water, and splashed it on Saul.

Whoosh!

The fire was finally extinguished.

Thor let out a long sigh, plopped down on the ground, and gasped for breath.

Wang shook his head, his face full of helplessness: "Thor, I taught you how to control lightning, not how to spontaneously combust."

Thor: "..."

Wang glanced at Thor's hindquarters and couldn't resist adding insult to injury: "I think your pants are completely ruined, the meat's practically cooked, isn't it?"

Thor: "..."

Just then, the monks watching began to whisper among themselves.

Random Mage A: "To be fair, the Asgardian royals are indeed quite muscular. But why are their butts all charred black?"

Passerby monk B: "What do you know? He already had a wound on his butt."

Passerby Mage C: "I know! He was stabbed by the new junior brother with a spear, leaving two bloody holes."

Passerby monk Ding: "This is so unlucky. My wound hasn't even fully healed yet, and today I got burned by fire again. What a terrible fate."

The murmurs weren't loud, but Saul heard them clearly.

He whirled around, his eyes blazing with fury: "Watching the show is one thing! But what are you all whispering about behind my back? Are you ever going to stop?!"

When the mages saw Thor go berserk, they quickly shut up and disappeared in a flash.

Wang stepped forward, patted Thor on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Don't take it to heart. We're all from the same sect. It's not a big deal if you just look at it."

Thor: "..."

Screw you, it's no big deal!

Are all of you mages perverts?!

He had only been in Kamar-Taj for a few days, and he was already in a terrible state.

I let it go that last time I was naked and the Ancient One saw me.

Today, things got really messed up; in front of so many monks, his butt caught fire!

The dignified First Prince of Asgard has completely lost face.

Thor felt increasingly frustrated.

He's an expert at playing with lightning! He can generate electricity with his eyes closed!

How could lightning be turned into fire?

He sensed something was wrong when the lightning struck.

Why do I feel a burning pain instead of numbness when I'm struck by lightning?

"My lord, I'm certain there's something wrong!" Thor stood up, one hand clutching his charred backside, and said decisively, "What struck me just now was definitely a ball of fire! It wasn't lightning at all!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye frowned, carefully recalling the scene from just now.

"Actually... I also find it a bit strange. I just activated my divine eye, and what you're doing doesn't seem like summoning lightning, but rather like summoning a fireball."

"..." Thor's eyes widened. "I'm the God of Thunder! Is it reasonable for me to summon fireballs?"

Wang replied earnestly, "It's definitely not scientifically sound. But in magic, anything is possible."

Thor: "..."

Thor was completely speechless.

He didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for even a second longer.

"Give me back my hammer! I'm going back to Asgard right now!"

Thor roared and started to walk away.

But as soon as he took a step, the burns on his buttocks made him wince in pain and gasp for breath.

"Alright, alright, stop pushing yourself. Go back and lie down."

Wang sighed and casually drew a circle.

A golden portal opened directly beneath Thor's feet, sending him back to his dormitory.

Only Thor's unwilling roar remained in the air.

"You bastard! Fix this hammer and give it back to me! I want to go home!!!"

After seeing Thor off, Wang stroked his chin, looking completely bewildered.

How could Thor's power turn into fire?

This is truly unbelievable.

......

At this moment, behind a large stone pillar outside the fighting arena.

Lin Jie secretly withdrew the magical energy in his hand, preparing to slip away unnoticed.

That great show just now was, of course, his masterpiece.

He then used Thor to test his newly learned reality-altering magic, instantly turning the lightning bolt aimed at Thor into flames.

The results were surprisingly good!

Just as Lin Jie was about to turn and run away, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Lin Jie, stop right there."

Lin Jie's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

He turned around and chuckled twice: "Senior Brother Mo Du, what a coincidence."

Modu stood not far away, his face grim.

Although he wasn't in a wheelchair today, his gait was still somewhat stiff, clearly indicating that his previous injury hadn't fully healed.

The person Modu least wants to see right now is Lin Jie.

To think that he, the senior disciple of Kamar-Taj, was tricked by this novice and ended up in a wheelchair for several days.

They're too embarrassed to even leave the house!

Upon seeing Lin Jie's grinning face, Mo Du was furious.

"Don't try to get on my good side!" Mordo gritted his teeth, staring intently at Lin Jie. "Tell me! What did you do to Thor just now? Did you start the fire on him?"

Modu was patrolling the area just now.

Thor made such a big commotion when he summoned lightning that Mordo immediately noticed.

Although he couldn't see what magic Lin Jie used, he clearly saw Lin Jie hiding behind a pillar and secretly throwing a ball of energy at Thor.

Immediately afterwards, Thor's lightning turned into a fireball.

This matter is absolutely inseparable from Lin Jie!

"Senior brother, you've misunderstood..."

Lin Jie's eyes darted around, just as he was about to come up with an excuse to get away with it.

Just then, Wang, who was pondering the problem, heard the commotion and quickly walked over.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing here?"

Wang greeted them, glanced at Mo Du with a gloomy face, and then at Lin Jie, who was laughing heartily across from him.

Mordo, who was looking for an outlet for his anger, pointed at Lin Jie's nose: "What? Ask this kid! Why did Thor's Thunder God power suddenly turn into a fireball? His butt was burned black! He was definitely the one hiding behind it all!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye was taken aback.

He turned his head, stared at Lin Jie, and pressed, "You really started the fire at Saul?"

Lin Jie coughed twice: "You can't entirely blame me. My master just taught me the Hoggus Ancient Body, and I was just practicing on a living creature. Who would have thought a spark would set his pants on fire?"

"What?!"

"Hoggus's ancient body?!"

As soon as Lin Jie finished speaking, Wang and Mo Du were stunned into exclamations at the same time, as if struck by lightning.

In Kamar-Taj, who among the sorcerers who have reached the level of King and Mordo has not heard of this spell?

This is an incredible, godlike skill that can directly alter reality!

But learning this technique is incredibly difficult.

No matter how hard you try, you must first get the approval of the ancient gods.

In order to obtain this so-called "divine approval," Wang and Mordo practiced asceticism for more than ten years.

I'm tormented by all sorts of trials sent down by the gods every day, but I haven't even gotten close to the first step yet.

But now, Lin Jie casually says that he is practicing this spell?

Could it be that this kid has already been approved by the gods?

Wang and Modu stared at each other, their minds completely in turmoil.