I’m in Marvel: Do You Really Think It Is Difficult to Be Sorcerer Supreme?

Chapter 83

Wait for Zhang Yang to pick up the sword.

Mordu's hands were finally liberated.

Mordu hurriedly put his hands behind him and stood up from the ground.

hiss-

Really hurts.

At this moment, Mordu felt the pain from his hands, his face flushed, and his eyes were red, looking like an angry bull.

"Big brother, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Yang couldn't help asking, looking at Mo Du's strange appearance.

Mordu shook his head, unable to say a word of pain.

It's really hard to say, and there is suffering.

"Then, big brother, what do you think of this sword?" Zhang Yang couldn't help asking when looking at Modu.

After all, Mo Du said before that he wanted to watch the sword for himself, so Zhang Yang naturally had to ask Mo Du his opinion.

"Also, okay." Mordu nodded, and reluctantly threw two words from his mouth.

how about it?

Can this kind of legendary holy thing work? !

If it is said that Mordu had some doubts about Zhang Yang's sword in the stone before.

At this moment, Mordu had no doubts at all.

After all, talent is important.

Without talent, you are not even worthy of holding a sword.

Thinking about it this way, before Zhang Yang could speak, Mo Du hurriedly said: "I still have an urgent matter, let's go first."

Speaking of Mordor, he left without stopping.

It wasn't that Modu was really in a hurry, but that Modu urgently needed to treat his hands.

It feels uncomfortable to be held down by a giant mountain.

If it weren't for Mordu's magical energy body, I'm afraid these hands would have been lost.

Seeing Mo Du's departure, Wang Ye hurriedly said: "Zhang Yang, you practice first this afternoon, I have something to do."

After speaking, Wang also left.

Only Zhang Yang was left in the house.

"Why do you say there is an emergency?" Zhang Yang was a little puzzled for a while watching Mo Du and Wang leave in a hurry.

I remembered the scene of Mordu before receiving the sword suddenly kneeling down.

Zhang Yang frowned.

I always feel that what Wang said is a little unbelievable.

Need to kneel to measure the weight of the sword?

Bullshit?

Is it because the sword is too heavy?

Zhang Yang couldn't help thinking, and squeezed the sword in his hand, very relaxed.

"It doesn't feel heavy... Forget it, it's weird." With a big hand, Zhang Yang didn't bother to worry about it anymore.

Simply, continue to meditate on the power of space.

…

Temple of the Mage.

After coming out of the fighting arena, Mordur walked forward without paying attention to the king at all.

The look is also very serious.

It wasn't until he walked into the temple of the mage that Mordor finally couldn't hold himself back. He shook his hands twice, shouting "Ouch, oops" in his mouth, and jumped on the spot in the temple with pain.

"Big brother, I said that the sword is really a sword in the stone!" Seeing Mordu, the king couldn't help but sighed.

Deserve it to make you not believe it.

What do I look at, will there be fakes?

"Who knows that Zhang Yang can really make a sword in the stone!" Mo was anxious.

damned.

If you know, Mordur would never touch that sword anyway!

This will make Mordu really regret that his intestines are blue.

"Hey." Wang sighed.

Seeing Mordu like this, I thought to help Mordu treat first.

Otherwise, it's not a problem that Mordor has been in pain: "Big brother, let me help you look at the injury first. 々."

It was an ordinary sentence, and Wang stretched out his hand to look at Mordu's hand.

I didn't want Mordu but was a little embarrassed.

Looking at the king, he put his hands behind his back and refused to let the king look.

This made Wang a little confused: "Big brother, what's the matter, don't you need treatment?"

Treatment must be treated.

but…

Mordu looked at the king and said hesitantly: "Then you must not laugh."

Wang frowned: "What's funny, of course it is more important to treat your injury!"

How can this big brother be like a girl?

Wang couldn't help thinking.

Seeing Wang's affirmative gaze, Mo Du took a deep breath, and then took his hand out of his back.

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As soon as he took it out, Wang burst into laughter at the time.

I'm going, whose trotters are this?

At this moment, Mordu's hands were full of redness and swelling visible to the naked eye.

The swollen one, alive like two big pig hoofs, was placed in front of the king, and it was red and crystal clear.

Wang didn't hold back the "poof" and laughed directly out of the pig cry.

"Wang!" Mordu was angry.

His face was red and white.

"Hahaha, big brother, I'm sorry, your hand is really like a pig's hoof." Wang Geng said to Modu, and couldn't help laughing twice.

This made Mordu's complexion worse.

I hate and envy Zhang Yang in my heart.

"Have you laughed enough!? Come and heal me if you have laughed enough!" Mordor said to Wang with the feeling of going violently.

Wang nodded quickly: "Enough laugh, enough laugh, but big brother, why is your hand so swollen like this?"

Mordu said with a dark face: "It's not because of what you said that I am used to kneeling and testing the weight of the sword. You can think of it too!?"

God knows that Mordor was completely stunned when he heard the words of the king.

Kneeling to measure the weight of the sword?

Why don't I test on my stomach?

The king can really talk!

The most important thing is that Zhang Yang also ran seriously and said that he would continue to kneel.

Mordu almost didn't vomit a mouthful of old blood at the time!

Are you special, you really feel like a big brother of mine kneels for you all the time? !

"I'm telling you the king, if I waited a little longer just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to take my hands anymore." Mo Duo reluctantly said to the king angrily.

Wang wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh.

I could only hold back hard, and it took a long time to get over.

With a smile on his face that didn't completely dissipate, he said to Mordu: "Big brother, didn't I just help you out."

"Relieve? Come on, Junior Brother, you do well, if you continue to solve it, your senior brother, I guess I will cut off my hands." Mo Du coldly snorted, sulking.

Wang Renjun couldn't help but was too lazy to quarrel with Modu, but just started to help Modu heal his injured hand.

The air was quiet for a while.

I don't know how long it took.

Mordu eased his mentality, and then solemnly said to the king: "Zhang Yang refining the sword in the stone, we must quickly report to the Supreme Venerable."

Hearing this news, the first thing Mordu thought of was Ancient One.

After all, this is not a trivial matter, neither Mordu nor Wang can be the master.

"Yes, big brother, the Supreme Lord is not there." Wang said with a sorrowful expression on his face.

This reminded Mordo suddenly that Ancient One did say last night that he would go out for a few days.

Ouch, it's really difficult!

Why does Zhang Yang always make such a big news when Ancient One is away?

Wang sighed.

Zhang Yang Ah Zhang Yang, if you know that Ancient One is not there, you should give me fewer problems.

"Then do you think Zhang Yang knows that what he has refined is a sword in the stone?" Thinking of this, Mo Du looked at the king and asked.

Wang shook his head: "I don't think Zhang Yang knows, he might treat the sword in the stone as an ordinary sword."

It's really violent!

Mordu wailed in his heart.

Don't look at what magic weapon he uses as a big brother!

He Zhang Yang holding the sword in the stone can be regarded as an ordinary sword, irritating!

After taking a deep breath, Mo Du slowly said: "Since you don't know, don't tell him. Don't let Zhang Yang use it rashly. If something happens, you and I can't be responsible."

Wang nodded: "Of course I know this."

God, Zhang Yang, someone who can cut the Himalayas in half with magic light, who knows what kind of power the sword in the stone will exert in his hands? !

Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and said to Mordu: "Big brother, I think I'll talk to Zhang Yang later and let him change the magic weapon."

After thinking about it, Mordu didn't say anything.

The temple became quiet again.

In the huge space, only Wang's sigh and Mordu's screams were left.

"Hey, I really hope Sorcerer Supreme can come back soon..."

".~ Wang! You rude man! Be lighter!"

"Oh, Shet, you can't touch that place! My God, how can I use magic like this? The pain makes me unable to concentrate!"

…

After the wound on Mordu's hand was cured, the king went to Zhang Yang.

Before leaving, the senior brother said that he couldn't concentrate because of the pain in his hands. Therefore, in the afternoon, the training course of the intern mage asked Wang to take a temporary place for a while, and Wang had a headache.

Originally teaching Zhang Yang made Wang feel hopeless in life.

Will this still teach an intern mage? !

You know, Sol is in the lineup of intern mage!

A talented Zhang Yang, a proud Thor, think about it, Wang Du felt that he might be tossed to death.

However, there is no other way. Who makes Kama Taj be short of people now?

Hey--

There was another sigh from the soul.

After finally reaching the temple of the Kama Taj fighting arena, the king felt that he was mentally prepared.

Pushed open the door directly.

This time Zhang Yang was sitting in the room meditating and was not disturbed by Wang's movement.

Upon seeing this, Wang was not good to bother.

After looking around Zhang Yang, he didn't find the sword in the stone.

With a sigh of relief, Wang sat opposite Zhang Yang.

At this moment, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, ended his meditation, and saluted the king: "King."

Wang tried to keep his face without any expression, pretending to be calm, and asked Zhang Yang, "Did I quarrel you?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "That's not true."

After speaking, Zhang Yang got up and moved his muscles and bones to face Wang Dao: "I thought about it myself. Today's meditation is very effective. I feel that my thoughts are faster than yesterday. I plan to go back to the (Wang Qian Zhao) dormitory later. Practice for a while."

Wang nodded and looked at Zhang Yang absent-mindedly: "The effect is good...Oh, yes, Zhang Yang, that's when I want to talk about that sword with you."

sword?

Zhang Yang was taken aback: "What sword?"

My god!

Zhang Yang, don't you really think of the sword in the stone as an ordinary sword?

Did you forget it?

"Just the sword you made yourself..." The corner of Wang's mouth twitched, and said depressed.

"Ao, what's wrong with that one?" Zhang Yang suddenly realized, and asked the king.

Wang Shen took a breath and looked at tentatively: "Actually, your big brother said that your sword is still too heavy, and it's bigger than ordinary swords. You make weapons for convenience and lightness, so I I suggest you stop using that sword for the time being."

Hearing what the king said, Zhang Yang felt that it was reasonable, so he said to the king:

"If I don't need that sword, I will continue to use the Eternal Spear as a magic weapon?"

king:……

It seems that the eternal spear is not too powerful when used.

Zhang Yang: "Or use the Universe Rubik's Cube Sausage?"

king:……

The Universe Rubik's Cube seems to be even more powerful.

Zhang Yang: "Otherwise, before creating a new weapon, this is the sword first. How does the king feel?"

king:……

I don't know why, Wang always feels that Zhang Yang is pretending to be forced.

And it's still nakedly pretending to be forced.

But Wang didn't have any evidence.