The Strongest Magician of Gods

In just a moment, the fat monk's abnormal hand speed was so fast it was dazzling. In less than a breath, he threw out fifteen hidden weapons.

Mo Bei was initially extremely disdainful, but seeing the dozen or so hidden weapons scattering in the air, he trembled in fear.

What a powerful technique for concealed weapons!

"Hidden weapon techniques are not as simple as you think. What I'm using is just a beginner-level technique. A master hidden weapon technique can transform hidden weapons into any form. If one comprehends the secrets of space and time, then when a magician uses it, he can even imbue the hidden weapon with a trace of space and time power. Killing people from a thousand miles away will be commonplace. Don't underestimate it," the fat monk said coldly.

Mo Bei stood frozen in shock. From the fat monk's words, he even thought of the great supernatural power passed down from ancient mythology: the art of sword control.

This made him realize that the magic was quite different from what he had read in various books in his previous life, and its power was incomparable to that of the sun and moon.

Upon realizing this, Mo Bei was horrified.

"Could it be that when magic is cultivated to its highest level, the physical body can truly traverse the void? Does magic really possess such power?!"

Mo Bei was greatly surprised; this level of magical skill was the ultimate level he could imagine.

Without realizing it, his deep voice spread out.

"Do not be arrogant. Those who can traverse the void are at the highest level in the magical world. At your level, you should think more about how to cultivate the basic techniques!"

The fat monk looked displeased, his face darkened, and another sword-shaped hidden weapon appeared in his hand.

"Hoo"

He hurled it again, this time the sword-shaped weapon was covered in a surging magical power. Its speed was as if it had transformed into a terrifying green sword.

The small green sword pierced through space, and the fat monk casually tossed it onto the pile of rocks.

"Boom"

On the spot, a huge, upright rock, as majestic as a mountain, was detonated by a hidden weapon. Sparks flew, and countless fragments of rock shot through the air like bullets, while endless dust filled the earth.

"Although the art of hidden weapons is only a basic technique, its power is enough to rival some magical abilities, and may even be no less powerful. Think about it carefully!"

The fat monk looked around, reached into his robes, and a small booklet appeared in his palm.

"crash"

He casually tossed the booklet away, his plump body trembling slightly as he disappeared from Mo Bei's sight. He could tell that Mo Bei disliked the hidden weapon technique very much.

Mo Bei stared blankly, his mouth agape, as the fat monk departed, while an old-fashioned booklet rustled its pages in mid-air.

Mo Bei's body trembled slightly, but he caught it steadily with both hands. He had already witnessed the art of hidden weapons, especially the last one, which completely changed his prejudice against the art of hidden weapons.

Such a powerful method filled him with awe and a frantic desire.

"So this is what the Basic Law looks like," Mo Bei murmured blankly.

The booklet in my hand turned its pages in the breeze, and a few large characters vaguely came into view: Secret Codex: Sword of the Azure God.

"Secret... Codex...Sword of the Azure God." Mo Bei gasped, the name alone exuding an overwhelming aura of dominance.

Mo Bei slowly opened the secret manual, just flipping through it casually, and finally he understood that the mysterious person who fought against him in the Austin Magical Courtyard probably used this kind of basic law.

Terrifyingly, Mo Bei felt a lingering fear. He was incredibly lucky to have survived. Thinking about it, he realized that the powerful and mysterious man probably had some people he feared in the academy, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sneak in. With this in mind, he suddenly realized that there might be someone in the dark Austin Magic Academy who could frighten the mysterious man.

"This is truly terrifying. This magical world cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes."

Mo Bei's eyes were serious. In the blink of an eye, he had read through all the key points of the manual. On the surface, the manual's "Sword of the Azure God" was a technique for using hidden weapons, but upon closer inspection, he had a vague intuition that this manual was not so simple.

He slowly put away the secret manual of the Azure God's Sword, then looked at the roast chicken hanging on the bamboo and could still smell the aroma of roast chicken.

Mo Bei swallowed hard, walked over and took the roast chicken wrapped on the bamboo. He opened the oil paper and a rich aroma wafted out. The chicken had a golden-brown, crispy skin, but one of the chicken legs was missing.

"A full stomach makes for a good work ethic."

Mo Bei swallowed hard, tore off a chicken wing and stuffed it into his mouth, wolfing it down in a daze.

His mind was already preoccupied with how to cultivate this secret manual.

After a long while, Mo Bei finished eating, lazily patted his belly, then leaned against the bamboo and fell into a deep sleep, a carefree smile on his face.

"This little guy."

In the distance, hidden deep within the dense bamboo forest, the fat monk gritted his teeth, seething with hatred.

Such a powerful secret manual, doesn't this little guy intend to learn it?

The fat monk's eyes turned red with envy. He was so disappointed in you that he trembled. So many people wanted it but couldn't get it, yet you took it for granted. He decided you were unforgivable.

The fat monk's eyes darted around, and he smiled slyly.

Mo Bei leaned against the bamboo, closed his eyes, and rested comfortably. Perhaps only he knew that he had fallen asleep quietly so that he could cultivate better.

"Swish"

In the dark cave entrance, Mo Bei flashed and found himself back in a familiar space.

He habitually walked through the long cave entrance, and soon he arrived at the desolate courtyard.

Since he absorbed all the energy here, the giant lotus no longer exudes boundless magic, but time within the space remains unchanged.

"Eight hours here is roughly equivalent to twenty days, so each day adds up to several months of extra time. Hehe, it's truly a powerful tool."

Mo Bei sighed softly, bent down to pick up a few stones, and recalled the secret manual of the Azure God Sword in his mind.

He gripped the stone, tested his strength, and mimicked the motion of casting a spell. With a flick of his wrist, a powerful force propelled a pebble about half the size of a fist away.

"collapse"

He may have used too much force; the pebble traced a straight line and slammed into the wall.

"The force is sufficient; the next step is to control the trajectory of the throw," Mo Bei murmured.

The fat monk was able to throw a sword into a crescent shape, demonstrating a high level of skill in terms of power, control, and precision.

"Bang bang bang bang"

He repeatedly hurled pebbles into the wall, creating numerous small holes throughout the entire wall.

That was terrifying. Each stone had the force of ten thousand pounds, and after hitting the wall, it turned to dust, leaving only holes.

"The force is too great, so controlling the force is especially crucial."

Mo Bei grew anxious, so he grabbed a handful of pebbles from the ground and practiced repeatedly, controlling his strength.

As time passed, Mo Bei gradually mastered his own strength.

"Bang bang bang bang"

Small stones spun in the air, tracing tiny arcs as they struck the wall.

The wall gradually became covered with countless pits.

"Not good enough, the force needs to be more rounded."

After trying again and again, Mo Bei's eyes turned bloodshot, and his forehead gleamed as the door to wisdom quietly opened.