The mages were all hesitant.
If they were allowed to challenge him one at a time,
they would definitely be willing.
Some of them were even itching for a fight.
But if they all went together...
Honestly, even if this newly appointed Sorcerer Supreme was Superman, with terrifying strength,
without using physical power,
they felt that every mage present only needed one Crimson Chain each to end the battle in an instant.
That was why the mages hesitated.
It was not that they looked down on Leon's magical skill.
They simply felt they could not let the Sorcerer Supreme lose face right after taking office.
"What, none of you are making a move? Then I'll go first!"
Leon could see why everyone was hesitating.
He had arranged this Sorcerer Supreme challenge precisely to dispel those doubts.
With a snap of his fingers, the Mirror Dimension silently spread out, enveloping all of Kamar-Taj.
"Watch yourselves!"
Leon flipped his hand seal, controlling the Mirror Dimension's ground as it stretched and twisted.
The training ground's diameter rapidly expanded to a kilometer.
The brick-paved ground rose and fell like the sea in a storm, swelling into waves.
Every wave stood four or five meters tall,
crashing down upon the mages with an endless, mountain-toppling pressure.
It looked as though the sky itself were collapsing.
Some mages who reacted too slowly or lacked sufficient strength were buried underground in a single exchange.
Only their heads remained exposed, their bewildered eyes wide like carrots that had lost their way.
They were the first batch of defeated mages.
They accounted for a full sixty percent of the total!
The other mages reacted in time.
Each used their own methods.
Some hooked Crimson Chains onto the walls and swung themselves up, while others cast the Winds of Watoomb