Zhang Xiao had never expected that, after spending so long apart from his wand, holding it again would stir him so deeply that he could barely control his power.
Dazzling arcs of electricity surrounded him, giving Zhang Xiao a strange illusion-I'm the god of thunder!
Too bad the Golden Brick isn't here...
Zhang Xiao felt around his waist. The Heaven and Earth Bag that had always been tied there was gone. As a piece of extraordinary equipment, it had received just as much scrutiny from the Tournament Committee as the Thunderstruck Wood Wand.
I'll have to finish the tournament before I can get it back...
If he had the Golden Brick his fifth martial aunt had given him, Zhang Xiao couldn't help imagining transforming the Thunderstruck Wood Wand and using Cloud Gold to encase the brick, turning them into a hammer.
The Golden Brick could be thrown at people, and the Thunderstruck Wood Wand could fly back into his hand...
Wouldn't that be a replica of Thor's Hammer?
Zhang Xiao smacked his lips. Standing a hundred meters above the ground, he gazed into the distance toward MetLife Stadium.
It was on the outskirts of New York, in New Jersey. He had passed nearby on his way to the Wang Family's manor.
Now all he had to do was reach the stadium!
Taking a deep breath, he leaped straight off the crown before the eyes of two dumbfounded witnesses standing there.
They rubbed their eyes furiously as they watched the young man's falling body grow fainter and fainter, until he vanished into thin air as though someone had erased him.
Wind howled past his ears, and the ground rapidly expanded before his eyes. Zhang Xiao narrowed his eyes as the glow of Talisman Scripts shimmered around him. Finally, under the effects