In Marvel: Do You Really Think Becoming the Sorcerer Supreme Is That Hard?

Fuck!

After taking the coin Zhang Yang threw head-on, Mordo barely stopped himself from swearing, and forcibly swallowed the blood that had nearly spilled from his mouth.

Was this fucking a coin?

It was practically a car jack!

Zhang Yang's attack carried both magical energy and Ben's own strength.

He had somehow made a tiny coin, about the size of a pound coin, feel like a car jack when it struck Mordo!

If Mordo hadn't activated a three-layer energy shield at the very last second,

that coin would probably have punched straight through his chest!

What the fuck?!

No!

Zhang Yang's strength was this absurd?!

Was this really the strength of a normal person?!

No, no, no!

That wasn't the most important thing!

The most important thing was, did he not even make a sound before attacking?!

The pain had left Mordo red-faced.

His eyes bulged like a bull's, bloodshot and wide.

Seeing that expression, along with the magical energy carried by the coin just now, Wong and The Ancient One didn't need to think to know how much Mordo was suffering.

"That looked painful," Wong whispered to The Ancient One beside him, shaking his head.

Wong's hands were still trembling uncontrollably. Jane understood Mordo's feelings all too well and couldn't help saying, "You'll get used to it."

"I think it looked quite painful too," The Ancient One casually agreed, her expression unchanged.

She merely shook her head along with Wong.

She couldn't help sighing inwardly. What a sin...

He had insisted on getting hit to test his strength. Well, did that hurt enough for him now?

"Why didn't you say anything before attacking?!" Only after quite a while did Mordo recover enough to glare at Zhang Yang and snap at him through the pain in his chest.

Zhang Yang scratched his head awkwardly. "Senior Brother, wasn't this combat training? In a real fight, how could an enemy possibly give you time to prepare?!"

Mordo: ...

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Mordo felt that Zhang Yang might not beat him to death, but there was a very good chance Zhang Yang would anger him to death!

This brat!

He had actually stolen his line?!

That was clearly what he had planned to tell Zhang Yang!

Wait, no—who was the senior brother here, him or Zhang Yang?

Was he teaching Zhang Yang, or was Zhang Yang teaching him?

Why not let Zhang Yang be the senior brother, then?!

What the fuck???

Endure...

Mordo took a deep breath and glared at Zhang Yang with a livid face, consoling himself inwardly:

The Ancient One was still here.

After calming his emotions and easing the pain in his body, Mordo finally got serious! He had to teach this junior brother a proper lesson!

This junior brother, Jane, was simply too infuriating!

Don't blame your senior brother for being ruthless!

As Mordo thought this, he pulled a rod from behind his back and held it horizontally before Zhang Yang. "This is called a magical artifact. Some spells are too difficult to control, so we infuse them into objects to better wield those spells."

As he spoke, Mordo placed his other hand on the rod and pulled it apart.

The rod separated into seven or eight sections.

Red magical energy connected them in the middle.

Mordo then flicked the rod toward the ground.

It immediately cracked loudly and turned into a long whip, as if it were provoking Zhang Yang.

"This is a rod the Living Tribunal once used on Earth," Mordo told Zhang Yang. After speaking, he raised one leg and tapped the shoe on his foot.

A small yellow magic circle flashed in the air around the shoe.

Then it quickly vanished.

"These are Valto's Jumping Boots," Mordo explained. "Of course, some magical artifacts are also difficult to control. Sometimes, it isn't you who chooses the artifact—it chooses you. You can try using Object Retrieval Magic. The artifacts that choose you will find you on their own."

As Mordo spoke, he looked Zhang Yang up and down.

Zhang Yang froze.

Object Retrieval Magic?

It seemed he hadn't learned that spell yet.

As if remembering this, Wong hurriedly told Zhang Yang, "Watch closely. Like this—imagine the item you want, the more detailed the better. Or sense the energy of a certain item and try using your own energy to draw it in. Then use your hand to cast Object Retrieval Magic the same way you would cast teleportation magic."

"If the item's energy resonates with yours, you can retrieve it. In fact, this spell is similar to a Portal. Think carefully—the incantation is already in your mind. Like this!"

As Wong spoke, he drew a small circle in the air, reached his hand inside, and pulled out a longsword.

"Oh, Wong, don't tell me you think he'll learn it just because you're teaching him now?" Mordo frowned at Wong.

They were about to fight, and Wong was still trying to teach him magic on the spot?

Was Mordo supposed to wait until he learned it before fighting him?

Mordo looked at Zhang Yang across from him and shrugged. "Don't forget, combat never gives anyone time to prepare. If you don't have a magical artifact, use your magical energy as one. Can't you summon more than three hundred kinds of weapons? I think that should be enough."

As Mordo spoke, he raised the rod in his hand and assumed a fighting stance.

The moment Mordo finished speaking, Zhang Yang suddenly closed his eyes and raised a hand.

He was actually casting Object Retrieval Magic?

Mordo couldn't help freezing.

No way?!

Did Zhang Yang learn things that quickly?

Learning and mastering it on the spot?

As Mordo was thinking this, Zhang Yang had already drawn an Object Retrieval Formation in the air.

If Mordo hadn't witnessed him learning it firsthand,

he might really have doubted Zhang Yang's comprehension before.

But now, Mordo felt

that he probably shouldn't doubt Zhang Yang's comprehension anymore.

Because Zhang Yang's comprehension... was simply too good.

Although Zhang Yang had just learned it and was still casting it somewhat slowly, he had only been learning Object Retrieval Magic for less than ten minutes.

Being able to cast it already was truly remarkable.

Mordo couldn't help feeling emotional.

Wong beside him, however, looked as though he was already used to it.

After all, Object Retrieval Magic was a basic spell, and its casting method was largely similar to that of a Portal.

With Zhang Yang's comprehension, he should grasp it quickly.

Magic was much like martial arts. Similar spells were mostly alike; once one was understood, other similar spells became easy to grasp.

Thinking of this, Wong couldn't help whispering proudly to The Ancient One, "Sorcerer Supreme, don't you think Zhang Yang is very smart?"

The Ancient One waved her fan, her expression barely changing as she said, "Good talent is good, but it isn't particularly astonishing."

Wong felt a little awkward.

He said nothing more and merely continued watching Zhang Yang.

At that moment, Zhang Yang continued casting Object Retrieval Magic.

Although the retrieval took a little long, it was his first time using it, so that was normal.

Right now, no one was focused on anything else. They only wanted to know what magical artifact Zhang Yang would retrieve.

Just as everyone was wondering,

Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes. He quickly reached his hand inside and pulled out two items.

After taking them out, Zhang Yang waved his hand and the magic vanished. Looking at the items in his hands, he said to Mordo, "Senior Brother, that's enough. Let's begin the combat training."

Mordo: ...

Wong: ...

The Ancient One: ...

If the three of them hadn't seen wrong,

the two things in Zhang Yang's hands should have been Odin's Eternity's Gungnir and the Universe's Tesseract... right??

Was this unlucky brat determined to pick a fight with Asgard?

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No way?!

I was only sparring with you for some combat training!

Did you have to take it this seriously?

Mordo was deeply depressed.

He had never expected that after telling Zhang Yang to retrieve a couple of magical artifacts,

Zhang Yang would directly retrieve Eternity's Gungnir and the Universe's Tesseract?!

This was too much, far too much!

"Um..." Looking at the Eternity's Gungnir Zhang Yang held upright and the Universe's Tesseract in his other hand, The Ancient One was somewhat stunned. "Your disciple takes after you... he's far too straightforward..."

After standing there in a daze for several seconds, The Ancient One finally recovered and couldn't help saying to Wong.

Wong was speechless too.

No, Zhang Yang, you brat really are something!

Didn't Senior Brother need to save face?!

He told you to get magical artifacts, so grabbing any two would have been enough!

It was only a training session!

But you went and brought back Eternity's Gungnir and the Universe's Tesseract?!

You weren't planning to give Senior Brother even the slightest chance of winning!