In Marvel: Do You Really Think Being the Sorcerer Supreme Is So Hard? Chapter 42

It happened faster than Mordo could even lose focus. By the time he saw Zhang Yang again, Zhang Yang was already standing beside Wong.

Damn!

Mordo internally cried out in despair.

After all, Mordo's only chance of winning now was to get behind Zhang Yang in close combat!

Gungnir was simply too long.

If he got behind Zhang Yang in close combat, Zhang Yang would have no way to attack him.

That was why Mordo had struck first, using his speed to circle behind him.

But the problem was that Zhang Yang had clearly realized this as well and used the Tesseract's power to open up the distance.

And looking at Zhang Yang raising Gungnir...

He wasn't planning to... throw it over here, was he?!

Mordo froze.

Junior Brother, we agreed to stop at the right point!

Don't take this so seriously, everyone!

Mordo's heart lurched. Watching Zhang Yang's movements, he broke out in a cold sweat, so terrified that his legs nearly stopped moving.

Just as he was considering simply surrendering—after all, Gungnir was lethal—there was suddenly a thunderous boom.

A seven-colored beam of light shot down from the sky.

Not only was that seven-colored light incredibly fast, it was also overwhelmingly forceful.

It descended from the heavens and instantly pierced through the entire ground of Kamar-Taj.

It was as though any person or object that touched the seven-colored light would be annihilated.

Everyone in the fighting arena, including Zhang Yang, was thoroughly startled.

Only The Ancient One remained relatively composed, with little change in her expression.

She merely raised her hand and cast the Mirror Dimension, blocking the power of the seven-colored light.

At the exact moment The Ancient One cast the Mirror Dimension,

she seemed to catch a flash of golden light from the corner of her eye. It was incredibly fast.

So fast that it vanished before The Ancient One could react.

As that golden light disappeared, another loud boom seemed to ring out, as energies collided.

As for what that loud boom was, The Ancient One did not know.

It was only after the Bifrost closed

that The Ancient One waved her hand, and the Mirror Dimension vanished.

A massive crater had appeared in the fighting arena's floor, left behind by Zhang Yang's Bifrost.

Then, beside the crater, a blond man lay face-down on the ground.

Gungnir stood behind him, impaling a hammer.

More precisely, it stood in the man's ass.

When The Ancient One and the others approached, they saw that the hammer impaled by Gungnir shattered completely, turning into a pile of scrap metal that fell to the ground.

Only Gungnir's spearhead remained, lodged in the man's ass.

"..." Wong said, "Master, I think I may have seen this guy during the Battle of New York. I think he said he was Odin's son, named Thor..."

"..." The Ancient One said, "Be more confident. He is."

"..." Mordo said, "Master, can... can his ass still be saved?"

"..." The Ancient One said, "It should be salvageable with treatment. For some reason, this scene always reminds me of an old saying from the East: Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin..."

Wong, The Ancient One, and Mordo all turned to look at Zhang Yang in unison.

Zhang Yang:...

If I said I got startled by the suddenly appearing Bifrost and accidentally threw it, would you believe me?

Chapter 66

Asgard's Bifrost.

Odin stood beside Heimdall, majestic and imposing.

"Has Thor safely arrived at Kamar-Taj?" Odin could not help asking when he saw Heimdall close the Bifrost.

Sif stepped forward from the side, her expression tense, clearly concerned about the answer.

"Yes," Heimdall replied. His golden, eagle-like eyes stared sharply into the distance.

With eyes capable of perceiving all things,

Heimdall's attention was currently fixed on Kamar-Taj.

"How is it?!" Hearing Heimdall's confirmation, Odin hurriedly asked.

There was a hint of arrogance in his tone.

Though Thor's impulsive nature had led him to go without bringing even a single Asgardian soldier, Odin believed that with Thor's Thunder God's Power, he should be able to awe all of Kamar-Taj at this very moment.

One strike from Mjolnir—

even if it did not wipe out all of Kamar-Taj, it should at least destroy a training ground!

Regardless of whether Thor could bring back the Tesseract and Gungnir, establishing some authority in Kamar-Taj would be excellent.

Otherwise, Kamar-Taj was always causing trouble!

Odin thought to himself.

Yet reality seemed to be otherwise.

"My king, Thor has already been defeated," Heimdall said regretfully.

Odin:...

Sif:...

What?

Defeated? So quickly? Hadn't he only just arrived at Kamar-Taj?

Odin said, "Did Thor not use his hammer?"

Heimdall said, "Mjolnir was destroyed."

"..." Odin said, "Then did he even make a move?"

Heimdall said, "No. He was struck by Gungnir while still inside the Bifrost and has now fainted. And..."

Heimdall hesitated before saying, "Thor's ass seems to have been pierced through by Gungnir."

Odin: "..."

You again, Zhang Yang!

You bastard, just wait!

Kamar-Taj, inside a guest room.

Mordo, Wong, and Zhang Yang stood in a row, looking at the unconscious Thor lying on the bed. They could not help shaking their heads.

The Ancient One was currently treating him with some traditional Chinese herbs.

"Fortunately, Mjolnir blocked Gungnir's power, so his injury isn't serious. The force from Mjolnir's explosion probably knocked him unconscious. He should wake up around tomorrow."

After examining Thor's injuries, The Ancient One spoke calmly.

She stood and washed her hands.

"Fortunately, it was his ass. If it had gone in from the front..." Wong shook his head, sighing in lingering fear.

Looking at the unconscious Thor lying on the bed, another cold sweat broke out across Mordo's forehead.

Holy shit!

Thankfully, that spear hadn't hit his ass!

Even Thor's Mjolnir had been blown apart by Gungnir. One could imagine that if that strike had hit him, wouldn't he have been completely wiped out?!

This Zhang Yang was terrifying!

Was he a demon in human form?

How many days had he even studied magic? How many days had he been at Kamar-Taj?

Yet he could actually wield Odin's Gungnir!?

Oh my god!

Whenever Mordo remembered the displeased look he had given Zhang Yang before, he felt like he had been courting death!

No wonder Wong and Berkeley had been so biased in Zhang Yang's favor.

This guy was simply a monster!

At that thought, Mordo shifted farther to the side, putting more distance between himself and Zhang Yang.

Now, Mordo truly did not dare provoke Zhang Yang again.

Mordo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced at Zhang Yang.

At that moment, whether intentionally or not, Zhang Yang looked at him too.

One look was enough. This was someone he could not afford to provoke.

Mordo immediately lowered his head.

"Mordo." At that moment, The Ancient One called out to him.

"Ah?!" Mordo snapped out of his panic and hurriedly bowed to The Ancient One. "Sorcerer Supreme."

"Take good care of Thor," The Ancient One said as she wiped her hands.

"Alright," Mordo answered.

Then, The Ancient One walked over to Zhang Yang. She looked at him but did not speak.

That made Zhang Yang tense up. "Master... I really didn't do it on purpose..."

Honestly, Zhang Yang truly had not meant to throw Gungnir.

The Bifrost had appeared too suddenly. It startled him so badly that his hand shook, and he threw it. He had never expected Gungnir to be so powerful.

"Since you have obtained Gungnir and the Tesseract, keep them properly. Come to my Sanctum later," The Ancient One said.

Wong:??

Mordo:??

Zhang Yang:????

Did The Ancient One mean Zhang Yang could keep Gungnir and the Tesseract for himself?

Chapter 67

"Magical artifacts have always gone to those capable of claiming them."

Seeing the stunned expressions on the three men's faces, The Ancient One spoke slowly, then left while waving her little fan.

Zhang Yang understood now.