The Arrogant Doctor Strange

Stephen Strange, a genius Surgeon, was a perfect example of a rich, handsome, and successful man before his car accident, a social elite who built his career on his own hard work.

As one of the best surgeons on the entire East Coast and even in the entire United States, his surgical consultation fees are not only outrageously expensive, but also depend on his mood and whether the patient is pleasing to the eye.

For example, Tony Stark, a so-called genius, billionaire, and playboy who rose to power by stepping on his father's shoulders, has always been someone he looks down on.

In conclusion, Stephen Strange is an extremely proud man.

Even the Avengers, these Hero who save the world, are, in Stephen Strange's eyes, a bunch of fame-seeking opportunists.

In his eyes, true Hero should be like the people of Kamar-Taj, quietly hiding in some corner, silently protecting the world.

In particular, these so-called Hero actually rely on technology or some kind of coincidental genetic mutation, while he himself becomes a powerful magician in a short period of time by relying on a large number of magic books.

Therefore, deep down, Stephen Strange harbored a certain degree of disdain for the Avengers.

That is to say, before Stephen Strange experienced disaster or truly became Doctor Strange, he would have been like Tony Stark before Iron Man.

Although he is kind at heart, he is arrogant, conceited, and looks down on others, making him a rather detestable character.

With the Ancient One's secret arrangements, he quickly mastered the use of the Eye of Agamotto, which made Stephen Strange even more proud.

Stephen Strange was so arrogant that he didn't even take Xia Yu, a powerful figure who had single-handedly pulled an entire planet back, seriously.

When Xia Yu was pulled back to the planet, he was studying in Kamar-Taj and did not witness the shocking scene firsthand.

Although he later saw the footage on television, he believed it was just some kind of illusion.

Especially after I came into contact with magic, and especially after I came to this Sanctum in the sky.

"Wang, do you really believe that guy pulled back a planet and then transformed it into this? No, that's not scientific. I'd rather believe it's some kind of anti-gravity technology. Didn't Ultron do that back in Sokovia?"

Stephen Strange is traveling with the King around the floating continent, occasionally offering his opinions and comments.

"We exist outside of science; we are mages, not scientists, Stephen."

Wang knew Stephen Strange very well; he knew he was arrogant, foul-mouthed, but not a bad person.

When they first arrived in Kamar-Taj, they didn't even take the Ancient One seriously. However, they were severely punished twice, and only then did they become more low-key in Kamar-Taj.

"We are different. We are the guardians of this world. We are humble and modest, unlike these people who put themselves on a pedestal. I really don't understand why the Ancient One would build a Sanctum here."

Doctor Strange (let's just call him that from now on, his full name is too wordy) still seemed unconcerned.

"You should try to get to know them better. They're really nice people, especially Xia Yu. He even opened his private restaurant to me for free. You have no idea how good their food is."

For a split second, Wang's mind conjured up images of steak, bread, and donuts, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Doctor Strange rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"When we have the chance, I'll take you to New York and find the best restaurant so you can enjoy a top-notch meal."

The two chatted as they walked.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from behind.

Wang has more combat experience than Doctor Strange.

As soon as the sound was uttered, he lunged forward, tackling Doctor Strange directly onto the grass beside him.

Who is it?

Wang displayed an agility far beyond his physique, rising and turning as soon as the crisis passed, while also conjuring two energy discs in his hands.

A standard defensive spell for Kamar-Taj wizards.

The attacker was a yellow-skinned boy, with a flying sword swirling around his body.

Another flying sword was slowly descending from mid-air, like a small flying pet, and nestled beside the boy, joining the other flying sword in its spinning motion.

"Tate, it's you, kid. Why are you attacking us? This is very dangerous. Someone could get hurt if we're not careful."

Wang has become quite familiar with the place these past few days, and he knows all the people who frequent the base. The one who impressed him the most was Tate, the boy Xia Yu brought back from outer space. Tate's mental strength is so powerful that Wang is considering having Ancient One come over and take him as a disciple.

Upon seeing that it was Tate, Wang assumed that Tate was being mischievous and dispersed the energy in his hand.

"If I really wanted to attack you, I would have used both flying swords at once just now, and you were already injured."

Little Tate looked arrogant. He had just heard Doctor Strange questioning the Avengers. He was Young Avengers and Xia Yu's godson, so of course he wouldn't tolerate anyone speaking ill of the Avengers or Xia Yu behind his back.

Yondu taught him to treat others the way they treat you.

He had just witnessed Doctor Strange's smugness, so he returned the favor with an even more arrogant expression.

"Alright, kid, I admit you're very skilled, but why did you use your flying sword against us? Want to spar with Uncle Wang?"

Wang revealed a harmless smile and spoke to Little Tate.

"I'm not sparring with you. I want to challenge this guy. He actually looks down on the Avengers and even slanders Xia behind his back. Shameless! As Young Avengers, I will teach him a lesson on behalf of the Avengers."

Since following Xia Yu, Little Tate has gained many more caring elders and friends.

He also formed the Junior Avengers with Spider-Man and others, and his personality has become much more cheerful; he's already starting to look like a child his age.

"Are you going to lecture me, child?"

Doctor Strange got up from the ground, brushed the grass off himself, and said with a smile.

Being caught talking badly about someone behind their back, especially when you're just a teenager, would definitely be embarrassing for anyone else.

But Doctor Strange didn't think so at all, because he believed he was simply telling the truth.

He found Little Tate's challenge amusing but had no intention of actually fighting; in his view, it was just an immature kid obsessed with Hero.

So Doctor Strange planned to make a few jokes and then leave.

But Tate didn't think so. After arriving here, he relearned many things, but there was one word he couldn't learn: tact.

Doctor Strange had barely finished speaking.

Tate immediately picked up where he left off.

"Yes, I'll teach you a lesson!!"

Along with the sound, two lightning- Flash flying swords also arrived at Doctor Strange's location.

They went straight for Doctor Strange's face and heart.