The Strongest Magician of Gods

The bamboo forest is lush and green, with tall bamboos densely covering the view, no matter how far the line of sight extends.

The fat monk strolled leisurely and contentedly through the quiet bamboo forest, his plump belly swaying rhythmically up and down.

"Hehe! He probably hates me to death now, but what can I do? I'm a good person!"

The fat monk whistled and swaggered through the rows of bamboo groves, a huge gourd hanging from his waist. The scorching sun beat down on his head, and the cool bamboo leaves shimmered with blinding beams of light.

From afar, the fat monk saw Mo Bei carrying a huge rock, staring motionlessly at the magnificent clouds in the sky, lost in thought.

Judging from his appearance, his face was flushed, and he had a silly smile on his lips, looking like he was in the throes of first love.

"Hey, this guy must have his eye on some girl! He's acting like he didn't even see her walking by!"

The fat monk tilted his head back and said casually, in his opinion, the little guy was still distracted, which meant that his cultivation was not strong enough! Hehe!

The fat monk thought to himself with a wicked grin. Suddenly, he perked up and a shameless smile spread across his face. He casually hung the wrapped roast chicken on a bamboo branch to the side.

The roast chicken was hung up, the bamboo branches trembled up and down, and a dozen bamboo leaves covered half of the fat monk's body.

"Swish"

The fat monk walked over, casually kicked the pile of rocks, and a huge rock weighing several thousand pounds was shaken up. He then lifted it up with one hand.

"dong dong dong"

The ground shook, and the fat monk swayed over, his face bearing a smile that resembled that of the Buddha, with a benevolent expression.

"Uh!"

Mo Bei noticed the slight tremor in the ground. He turned his gaze from the horizon and looked behind him, only to see the fat monk walking towards him with a huge rock in one hand. His calm face instantly darkened.

"Damn it, here we go again! This monk is full of bad intentions. He won't stop until he's tortured me to death. You little brat, do you really think I'm someone you can just bully?"

Mo Bei's face darkened, and he stomped his feet in anger. If he hadn't controlled his strength properly, he would definitely have lost half his life in that blow.

"You bastard, I'm going to fight you to the death today."

Mo Bei was seething with rage. As the fat monk approached with a smile, every pore on his body stood on end.

"Hey, you damn monk...you...you...don't come any closer, or I'll call for help."

Mo Bei pretended to be scared and quickly moved forward several meters to avoid it.

"Uh"

The fat monk was stunned, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. When did this guy become so powerful? He could run faster than a rabbit while carrying a stone.

"Wow, that's great!"

The fat monk froze, squinted at him, and then laughed shamefully.

"With such high cultivation talent, hehe, I can rest assured now."

The fat monk's eyes lit up. What a great opportunity! In just a short while, he was already able to drag stones all over the ground. This could definitely increase his cultivation level!

Mo Beida was panting heavily, his bright eyes gradually darkening, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Shh shh shh"

The distance between them closed infinitely. Mo Bei clenched his white fists, nervously waiting for his chance to strike.

When the fat monk was a few steps away from him, Mo Bei smiled brightly.

"Heh, just right." Mo Bei sneered.

In a split second, he swiftly reached behind him, touched the bottom of the boulder with incredible speed, and with a thunderous roar, shoved it sideways.

At this moment, his veins were surging with brilliant light, and the boulder was shaken up with each breath. Mo Bei subconsciously sneered and pushed horizontally with his violent power.

"Boom"

The enormous rock, as towering as a mountain, was pierced by Mo Bei, his true energy surging across it, leaving behind afterimages and causing a series of violent sounds in the air. The entire bamboo forest was swept away by a raging gale.

Wow!

Mo Bei threw the boulder, feeling a sense of lightness. He then channeled his immense strength, stomped the ground, and bounced several times, gliding over the top of the fat monk's head through the dense bamboo stalks.

The moment was sudden. The fat monk was stunned and watched as the boulder slammed into his stomach. He was so frightened that his crotch tightened and he shuddered. He quickly shook the heavy boulder out of his hands.

"boom"

The air surged, the boulders collided, and stone chips flew through the bamboo forest like projectiles.

"Swish swish swish"

Many thick bamboo stalks were pierced in an instant, and a terrifying shockwave swept over. The fat monk turned pale with fright and ran away, his plump buttocks trembling.

"You little brat, you really went all out!"

The fat monk's body was red and swollen, and in a very short time, several large red bumps appeared on his forehead.

"hehe!"

Mo Bei sneered, leaped a few times overhead, and flicked his magic wand, sending two exquisitely refined fireballs rushing towards him.

This fireball spell was different from the previous ones; it was much more powerful. The two fireballs created a series of afterimages, as if the surrounding air itself had been ignited.

"Ok!"

The fat monk calmed down and noticed the two fireballs above his head.

"Wow!"

A terrifying scene unfolded: the fat monk's plump body flipped over, and his right hand transformed into a giant, withered branch that spread outwards.

That was terrifying. A sky full of withered branches and corn came crashing down; that ability was clearly a unique supernatural power of a great magician.

It is a supernatural power that can transform into countless forms. Legend has it that when this supernatural power is cultivated to its highest level, one can transform into all things and even reach the legendary power to become a god.

This is clearly a great supernatural power.

Mo Bei's nose twitched slightly, his gaze was indifferent as he approached, and four gray-blue wings emerged from his magic boots as he glided through rows of bamboo groves.

"squeak"

The black fireball was enveloped by countless withered branches. With a single movement, the fat monk crushed the fireball into dust, turning it into a cloud of black mist that dissipated.

"Hehe, you've got some nerve! You ambushed me."

The fat monk's right hand returned to its original shape, and his five hands flexibly clenched together.

"thorn"

Her arm transformed into a thick vine, which moved through the bamboo forest at incredible speed, wrapping around Mo Bei.

"Damn, what level has this bastard reached in his physical skills? He can even do things like that. His arms can turn into vines. What the hell is that?"

Mo Bei was so shocked he almost wet his pants. This was the true power of a great magician. Although the fat monk had only unleashed a small portion of it, the power was terrifying and chilling.

"Hoo"

Mo Bei felt a chill run down his spine. He swung his magic wand, and a huge beam of light shot out from it.

In desperation, he unleashed his Flaming Blade, a blade of light several meters long cleaving down with tremendous force, snapping countless bamboo stalks in two and scattering them in all directions.

Smoke and dust filled the air as a massive blade of light slashed through the air, cutting straight at the enormous vines.

This time, Mo Bei went all out, condensing the blade of the Flame Blade into a jet-black color, covering it with the power of black flames, determined to give the fat monk a fierce blow, so that people wouldn't look down on him.