The Strongest Magician of Gods

Mo Bei comprehended the truth, his mind shining brightly. In an instant, rays of inspiration burst forth, as if he had grasped the true essence of wielding the Azure God's Sword.

"Swish"

As night deepened and the bamboo forest grew completely dark, Mo Bei leaned against the bamboo, shrugged, and his eyes blazed with intense light.

Deep within the bamboo forest, the fat monk glared angrily, his eyes seemingly blazing with fury.

This guy is so unambitious. Holding the enviable secret manual, he comfortably leaned against the bamboo and slept for a whole day.

He was carrying a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper, which emitted a strong aroma, and his body trembled violently in a fit of rage.

"rustle"

The fat monk's feet trembled slightly, and he accidentally stepped on the withered yellow bamboo leaves on the ground, instantly creating a faint, insignificant sound in the quiet bamboo forest.

"Um"

Mo Bei's ears twitched slightly, and he stretched and loosened his muscles, making a cracking sound.

He stretched and strolled around the area leisurely.

Scattered across the ground were sword-shaped hidden weapons, gleaming with a cold light and exuding a chilling aura.

These hidden weapons were stuck upside down in the ground. Mo Bei walked in front of them, his eyes fixed on them.

The next moment, he casually raised his foot and kicked, his internal magic surging and flowing through his meridians to his feet.

"collapse"

With a kick imbued with surging magical power, he slammed his foot into the hidden weapon stuck in the ground.

This kick was terrifying. The magic surged, and in an instant, the sword-shaped hidden weapon was kicked away. The sword was covered with a layer of dense magic, and like a shocking sword, it rushed towards the place where the fat monk was hiding.

Hidden weapons streaked swiftly across the night sky, weaving through the air in a fiery display.

The fat monk was alarmed to see that the hidden weapon Mo Bei suddenly kicked was covered with terrifying magic.

"Boom"

A thick bamboo stalk exploded with a loud bang, sending a burst of intense heat into the sky. The bamboo stalk shattered into pieces and drifted to the surrounding area.

"call out!"

The hidden weapon pierced through the tender bamboo shoots, its momentum undiminished as it hurtled towards the fat monk's face.

"His strength is surging, and his hidden weapon technique has already entered the beginner stage. How is this possible? In less than half a day, he has already cultivated to this level?"

The fat monk was horrified. He had spent half a year learning the basics before he could barely grasp the fundamentals, but Mo Bei had surpassed him in just half a day.

Such an astonishing speed of cultivation.

The fat monk felt a chill run down his spine. Watching the hidden weapon burst into flames, he was tempted to try it out and experience Mo Bei's skill with hidden weapons.

He didn't dodge at that moment, and saw the hidden weapon pierce through the bamboo and head straight for his face.

At this moment, the fat monk finally moved. He stretched out two fingers and drew a double image at an extremely fast speed.

"collapse"

Sparks flew as the fat monk placed two fingers between his eyebrows, then squeezed them together with great force, sending sparks flying from the hidden weapon.

Originally, the fat monk thought that after Mo Bei used his hidden weapon to pierce through more than a dozen bamboos, the force had almost dissipated and the power wouldn't be too strong.

However, when he pinched the sword-shaped hidden weapon between his two fingers, he realized he was completely wrong.

The hidden weapon passed right through the fat monk's powerful finger strike, the tip of the sword coming closer and closer to his brow.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly panicked, realizing that he couldn't hold it with just two fingers.

This moment was terrifying; he was suddenly faced with the threat of death, and sword-shaped hidden weapons darted past his fingertips inch by inch.

"How is that possible? How could he have such strong power? What did he do?"

The fat monk panicked. Just as the hidden weapon was about to swiftly pass between his fingers and pierce his brow step by step, his demonic power suddenly surged, and his fingers glowed with a terrifying green light.

"Boom"

The sword shattered, and fragments containing sparks pierced into the nearby green bamboo, instantly igniting the surrounding space.

"This fire is no ordinary flame. It can produce such intense heat from just a few sparks. This fire is too condensed. It's terrifying. It's too terrifying."

The fat monk was shaken. If he hadn't broken the sword-shaped hidden weapon with his finger at the crucial moment, his blood would have been gushing out by now.

"Did he really sleep all day?"

The fat monk seemed to have some doubts about his own judgment.

In just half a day, this freak has managed to cultivate the Secret Manual: Azure God Sword to the beginner level?

The fat monk was deep in thought, lost in a frenzy of thoughts.

This is incredible! Hidden weapon techniques are ranked among the top three of all weapon techniques! Such a difficult weapon technique could probably not have been mastered to this level in just half a day, even by the extraordinary person who created this secret manual.

This prodigy did just that, and even added his own twists, including using magical powers along the way.

The weapon is imbued with magic; if not controlled properly, it will explode, injuring the user before harming the attacker. This requires extensive training. According to his original plan, Mo Bei could be considered a genius if he could cultivate to the basics within half a year, but half a day might just be a joke.

The fat monk gritted his teeth, as if he had learned something from a dog when he tried to cultivate this fundamental law back then. The difference in speed between the two was simply unbearable!

The fat monk's expression turned stern, and his eyes became extremely calm.

"Boom"

His plump body straightened up and flew through the air, landing in front of Mo Bei in just a few breaths.

Although this move was far from being able to traverse the void, Mo Bei was extremely envious.

"How did you cultivate your hidden weapon techniques? It took me half a year to reach the beginner level of the Secret Manual: Sword of the Azure Sky, but how did you do it?"

The fat monk had a tense and solemn expression.

"Uh!"

Mo Bei was stunned. He had stayed in that space for more than a month!

He didn't know how to answer the fat monk's questions.

He will keep the secret about the ring to himself and will never reveal it.

He awkwardly met the fat monk's cold gaze, his eyes revealing cunning, and turned away unsteadily.

"How would I know? This hidden weapon technique is too easy. I don't know how I learned it so quickly. You're not kidding me, are you? This technique isn't that hard to learn! You actually spent half a year just to reach the beginner stage. Are you kidding me?"

Mo Bei opened his innocent eyes wide, determined not to tell the truth no matter what.

"puff"

The fat monk immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. This was questioning his own abilities! "You think it's easy to learn? What do you think hidden weapon techniques are, toys?"

The fat monk instantly lost his composure; his face twitched and turned red.

Mo Bei's answer was absolutely brilliant, so much so that the fat monk dared not ask any more questions. Every additional question would be a critical hit for him!