Lin Du Overwhelmed Ancient One—This Was Not Strength One Could Possess After Only Three Days of Magic

As memories of the past resurfaced bit by bit, Ancient One's gaze involuntarily shifted between Lin Du and Strange beside him.

Although Strange had only just grasped the secrets of the Space Gate, the gap in strength between him and Lin Du was obvious.

This comparison stirred intense curiosity and anticipation within Ancient One, and a thought quietly took root in her mind.

"Lin Du, given your deep understanding of magic, why don't we have a friendly match? It can verify your true strength, and perhaps I may gain new insight and inspiration from it."

There was a trace of challenge and anticipation in Ancient One's voice.

"Lin Du, are you ready?" Ancient One's tone was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable force.

She slowly raised her hands, her fingertips dancing lightly as though invisible strings in the air were drawing together surging magical energy.

At this moment, she intended to display the ultimate magic she had mastered—the Flow of Time, a forbidden power that even many battle-hardened sorcerers dared not touch lightly.

Could Lin Du, the young man who had already absorbed every secret of magic within the Great Library, withstand such a technique?

Ancient One's eyes gleamed. She was looking forward to using this opportunity to glimpse Lin Du's true strength.

"I've always been ready." Lin Du answered, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath, engaging in a silent dialogue with the invisible, vast power around him.

Ever since arriving at Kamar-Taj, he had continuously integrated Ancient One's unfathomable power into himself.

Now, he could unleash magical energy even more vast than Ancient One's.

But according to his understanding, Dormammu's unimaginable power still lay dormant within Ancient One...

And a spar was the perfect opportunity for the two powers to merge.

Ancient One suddenly swept her hands through the air. In an instant, the entire Sanctum Sanctorum seemed to have had its pause button pressed, and time froze in that moment.

Then, an earth-shaking force erupted from her, making even the air tremble.

The river of time transformed into dazzling beams of light, surging toward Lin Du like a wild, roaring flood.

Wong, Mordo, and Strange, watching from the side, involuntarily retreated again and again, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Strange's eyes widened as he stared incredulously at Ancient One in the center of the room.

"Master Ancient One is showing Lin Du such astonishing power right from the start?"

Lin Du and I are both newcomers who have only been studying for three days.

As Strange's words fell, Mordo finally could not hold himself back and spoke.

"Lin Du is different."

Mordo pressed his lips together, his expression complicated as he continued.

"The power he possesses now is already enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Master Ancient One."

At the thought of the Infinity Stones in Lin Du's possession, towering waves churned in Mordo's heart.

"And don't forget, Lin Du has mastered the power of the Time Stone. He might truly be capable of defeating Master Ancient One."

As soon as Mordo finished speaking, Wong raised no objection, while Strange's eyes widened in fear as he looked back and forth between Ancient One and Lin Du.

Within the Sanctum Sanctorum, time seemed to be toyed with by an invisible hand, no longer following its usual rules.

The torrent of time unleashed by Ancient One was like a raging river, sweeping everything around it along as though it were about to devour them.

Within the dazzling radiance, space twisted and swayed beneath that immense force, as if it might shatter at any moment.

Lin Du stood at the other end of the light, his body as steady as a mountain. Faced with such might, not the slightest ripple appeared on his face.

He quietly sensed the pulse of time's fluctuations, engaging Ancient One in a silent contest of magic.

He slowly raised his hands, and an unusual energy gradually gathered at his fingertips.

This energy was the complete opposite of Ancient One's torrent of time, carrying an aura that defied all reason.

Facing Ancient One's fierce attack, Lin Du curled his lips into a faint smile and lightly flicked a finger.

Delicate ripples spread through the air, and the surging power of time rushing toward him was effortlessly dissolved into nothingness.

"To me, time is nothing more than a river for me to write upon and read through as I please."

Ancient One's brow lifted slightly, clearly caught off guard by Lin Du's action.

But she did not hesitate for even a moment, and her attacks came even more fiercely, like a raging storm.

She turned the Flow of Time into incomparably sharp blades, slicing through every inch of air as they searched for the slightest flaw in Lin Du's defenses.

Lin Du, meanwhile, moved like a phantom. Every dodge was incomparably precise, as though he could foresee the path of every strike.

Even amid such a tense confrontation, he still had energy to spare, occasionally offering soft guidance that redirected the surging magical energy from its original course.

"Lin Du, your skills are indeed impressive." Ancient One's words carried a hint of praise, but her offensive remained razor-sharp.

"However, a real battlefield is a thousand times more complicated than this."

The moment Ancient One finished speaking, the light throughout the Sanctum Sanctorum seemed to ripple along with her words, while the boundaries between time and space began to blur and intertwine.

Wong, Mordo, and Strange, watching nearby, all parted their lips slightly in unison. This unprecedented clash had left them too stunned for words.

In their eyes, Lin Du had already transformed. He was no longer an inexperienced apprentice who had just entered the order, but a formidable figure capable of dancing alongside the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One.

The three stood dumbfounded as they witnessed this unprecedented contest, their hearts surging with excitement.

"This is unbelievable."

"It's simply impossible to believe."

"Lin Du can actually fight Master Ancient One to a standstill."

Though Mordo had long sensed it, witnessing this scene with his own eyes still shocked him beyond measure.

This completely defied common sense.

Judging from the battle before them, Ancient One should have long since lost to Lin Du.

Before the fight, the time Ancient One needed to chant spells and the intensity of the energy she released were clearly nowhere near as swift and powerful as Lin Du's.

Lin Du needed no lengthy incantations. With a casual wave of his hand, he could break apart Ancient One's attacks.

Even more astonishingly, there was not the slightest sign of fatigue on Lin Du's face.

Ancient One, on the other hand, already had sweat covering her forehead, glimmering faintly.

Ancient One used every technique at her disposal and launched wave after wave of fierce attacks at Lin Du, yet a trace of disbelief flashed through her eyes.

She had never expected that she would actually be at a disadvantage in her contest with Lin Du.

What was even more devastating was that Lin Du had studied magic for only three days.

Lin Du's deep eyes seemed capable of seeing through the most hidden corners of a person's heart, and every counterattack struck at exactly the right moment, directly at her weakness.