Marvel's Master of Heavenly Magic

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"Mr. Jin, here I come!"

Having broken free from the Full Body Bind Curse, Huang Ming launched a palm strike aimed directly at George's abdomen.

George, meanwhile, retreated while swinging his wand once again.

"Never Miss!"

Six arrows materialized out of thin air and shot toward Huang Ming.

Seeing this, Huang Ming quickly shifted his strike into a grabbing motion, catching all six arrows cleanly with his hands.

"This little Daoist doesn't know Dragon-Tiger Mountain's Golden Light Spell."

"Hmm, not much physical resistance," George thought instantly.

From this, he could judge that Baiyun Temple's techniques were effective at enhancing the body and soul, offering decent resistance to magic—but ultimately, they were still flesh and blood. They couldn't withstand piercing attacks like arrows, much less bullets.

Still, it could also be that Huang Ming's training wasn't complete. His senior brother or master might be capable of better.

"Stupefy!"

While Huang Ming was still gripping the arrows, George cast a Stunning Spell, continuing his probing.

This particular spell targeted the mind and, by extension, the soul. He wanted to see if Huang Ming's cultivation—especially in soul-strengthening—could withstand it.

So far, all the spells George had used were deliberately held at the level of a standard adult wizard.

Granted, most adult wizards rarely engaged in actual combat and probably couldn't use their spells as flexibly as he could.

"Haa!"

Struck by the Stunning Spell, Huang Ming's eyes rolled back, and he nearly lost consciousness—until he suddenly slammed his right fist into his left palm and let out a sharp shout, instantly regaining his clarity.

"Mr. Jin, you're quite strong. This little Daoist will now use my full strength."

With that, Huang Ming stomped his right foot, and his speed instantly doubled—nullifying even the effects of the Impediment Curse.

It turned out he hadn't been using his full strength before, for fear of injuring George.

"Protego Maxima!"

Just as Huang Ming's palm was about to land on George's abdomen, George quickly cast the Shield Charm.

"At this speed, I'd say most regular adult wizards wouldn't be able to handle him. You'd need an Auror-level wizard just to keep up."

Blocking Huang Ming's strike with the magical barrier, George made a mental comparison.

A standard adult wizard only had a handful of spells suitable for combat and rarely used the Unforgivable Curses. Even if they tried, hitting someone like Huang Ming with one would be nearly impossible.

And once he got up close, a wizard with close-combat ability similar to an ordinary human wouldn't stand a chance.

Only Auror-tier wizards, like elite enforcers, could manage to react in time and use spells like Protego Maxima to defend.

And spells of this difficulty weren't something desk wizards at the Ministry of Magic could usually cast.

"Break for me!"

Seeing his strike blocked by a magical barrier, Huang Ming stopped holding back. Both hands surged with Qi as he launched a barrage of powerful blows against the shield, each strike crackling with energy.

His fists, now infused with Qi, hit the barrier with devastating force.

George felt that if those fists had struck concrete, they'd leave deep craters with every punch.

If it were merely raw physical force, even of that level, the Shield Charm could still hold—but with the added Qi, the magical defense began to falter.

"It's actually cracking…"

Under Huang Ming's relentless barrage, even an Auror-level Shield Charm began to fracture—and then, with a loud shatter, it broke completely.

"Full Force Repulsion!"

The instant his shield broke, George cast a powerful Repulsion Charm, pushing Huang Ming back several steps. He then used Apparition to teleport far away from him.

Most elite Aurors could seamlessly integrate Apparition into combat—not just for travel, but as a tactical maneuver.

"A technique similar to Daoist Instant Shift."

Watching George use teleportation to widen the distance between them, Huang Ming's face showed a hint of surprise.

Instant Shift was a spatial movement technique of Daoist origin, though now nearly lost. Still, a few high-level Daoist practitioners could perform similar teleportation by using talismanic arts.

However, among innate Yiren, there were indeed some who had awakened abilities similar to the Daoist technique of Instant Shift. For example, Feng Shayan from Tianxia Society was rumored to be exceptionally powerful.

"This could be troublesome. I definitely can't keep up with that speed—I'll just be a sitting duck."

Huang Ming scratched his head with a helpless look on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his voice and shouted to George:

"Mr. Jin! I'm going to use my trump card next. This is Baiyun Temple's strongest technique, specifically targeting the soul. I've only just mastered it myself—if you can't handle it, you'd better concede!"

As he spoke, his physical body suddenly froze in place, his eyes turning vacant. Shockingly, his soul emerged from his body and flew toward George—at several times the speed of his physical form.

"Soul Separation!"

"He can actually separate his soul from his body and fight with it? This trip was definitely worth it!"

Instead of being alarmed by Huang Ming's out-of-body soul attack, George was pleasantly surprised. After all, even he hadn't yet achieved such a feat.

He knew soul-targeting magic: spells to forcibly extract someone's soul, to trap it, to seal it—those he had down.

But to voluntarily separate his own soul and then engage in battle purely as a spirit—that was something he hadn't learned.

Granted, with his current power, fighting in spirit form wouldn't be stronger than using his physical body with magic. But it was still a rare and powerful technique.

Even if it didn't have frequent practical applications, this alone proved one thing: Baiyun Temple's techniques were genuinely capable of strengthening the soul to an extraordinary degree.

Otherwise, separating one's soul for combat wouldn't just require the method—it would demand a soul of great strength. Without that, the technique would be impossible.

So what were the benefits of a powerful soul?

Countless.

For George himself, strengthening his soul also meant enhancing his mental power. And with stronger mental power came stronger psychic abilities.

Right now, his mental skills, combined with Legilimency and memory extraction, allowed him to read thoughts and copy memories.

But he wasn't yet at the level of Professor X in his prime—able to paralyze large crowds or manipulate their bodies purely with telepathy.

If he could acquire Baiyun Temple's techniques, perhaps he could strengthen his soul to such a degree that one day, even without a cerebral amplifier, he'd be able to control the minds of an entire planet.

"Expecto Patronum!"

George raised his wand and cast the Patronus Charm.

He had many ways of dealing with soul-based attacks, but most of them weren't suitable for use in a spar—such as the Soul Sealing Technique he learned in the Wizard Apprentice World.

From a wizard's perspective, there were really only two ways to counter this kind of soul assault.

One was the Killing Curse (Avada Kedavra), which, if it hit, would completely annihilate Huang Ming's soul.

But in his current soul state, Huang Ming was much faster than his physical body. It was nearly impossible to land a direct hit.

And even if George could, he wouldn't dare—this was a spar, not a death match.

The other option was the Patronus Charm.

A Patronus was the physical manifestation of a wizard's spiritual power—one of the strongest defensive spells, especially effective against soul-based or spirit-form threats.

However, even in the wizarding world, few could cast it—only those with exceptionally pure hearts and strong convictions of justice.

In the end, if Huang Ming's abilities were dropped into the wizarding world, only elite wizards would even stand a chance against him.

(End of Chapter)