Ancient One wore a bright yellow mage robe, holding a folding fan transformed from the Raggadorr Rings in her hand, and charged toward Wang Ming.
In downtown New York, Ancient One folded the ground like a sheet of origami.
Things that were originally on the same horizontal plane became perpendicular to each other.
The combat arena at this moment was extremely chaotic and complex, one could say filled with potholes everywhere.
Ancient One whipped one of the Raggadorr Rings in her hand toward Wang Ming, and instantly the bright yellow energy magic circle turned into a long whip glowing with sparks.
The long whip successfully bound one of Wang Ming's palms, and seeing this, Ancient One immediately gave a pull that yanked Wang Ming into a stagger.
"Loki is bound," said Black Widow Natasha in pleasant surprise.
"Evil God Loki's physical strength is greater than ours, but his combat skills are obviously not up to par," Captain America Rogers evaluated.
Captain America Rogers had fought Evil God Loki before, and he was confident that under the condition of equal physical strength, he could thrash Loki, this second-generation god.
Thor also nodded and said, "Loki is indeed not very good at a warrior's hand-to-hand combat skills. Loki has followed my mother to learn magic since he was a child, but he really likes to stab people with a small knife."
Ancient One felt this was an extremely good combat opportunity, and lashed out the other disc-shaped magic circle, Raggadorr Rings, in her hand toward Wang Ming. It spun rapidly in the air; it had no blade, but its sharpness even surpassed swords.
At the same time, Ancient One fiercely stamped her foot, rapidly closing the distance with Wang Ming. Her empty hand twitched slightly, and a semi-circular folding-fan-shaped Raggadorr Ring appeared