In Marvel: Do You Really Think Being the Sorcerer Supreme Is Hard? Chapter 3

At that moment, Berkeley could hardly believe his eyes.

M-Magic Shield?!

This guy!

He had actually cast Magic Shield right away?!

Fundamentally speaking, Magic Shield was also one of Kamar-Taj's basic spells, a very simple kind of magic.

But this was an Apprentice who had studied magic for less than ten minutes.

He had listened to Berkeley's explanation once and was already able to draw a complete Magic Shield?

That was a little ridiculous!

Back then, Berkeley had spent an entire week just learning to draw Magic Ray, let alone the far more complicated Magic Shield.

It had taken him a whole month to draw it!

"Have you... encountered magic before?" Berkeley could not help voicing the question in his heart.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, dispelling the Magic Shield, and shook his head.

That gave Berkeley another shock.

There was such a thing as talent for learning magic, but still...

This kid's talent was simply too outrageous.

Seeing the uncertain expression on Berkeley's face, whether it was satisfaction or dissatisfaction, Zhang Yang could not help asking, "Senior Brother, how was it?"

Zhang Yang's words pulled Berkeley back from his thoughts.

Seeing Zhang Yang's humble expression, Berkeley could not help sighing inwardly.

People with such talent who were still so humble were truly rare. He could not help developing a favorable impression of Zhang Yang.

But he did not want a newcomer who had only just begun learning to become overly arrogant.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and kept his face calm as he said, "Barely passable."

After saying that, Berkeley continued, "There are many kinds of Magic Shields. The stronger a mage's magical power, the tougher the Magic Shield they can draw. You still need much more practice, and..."

Berkeley raised his head and puffed out his chest. After pausing, he continued in a deliberately profound tone, "And magical energy can create not only shields, but also weapons—swords, knives, whips, and other weapons. You've just drawn a shield, so now you can try drawing other weapons. Of course, different weapons require different incantations and energy. You'll need to comprehend all of that yourself."

Berkeley's earnest words made the Apprentices nod repeatedly.

They could not help marveling at the profundity of magic.

Zhang Yang nodded as well.

Zhang Yang was very clear about his current position and identity.

His beginner's village was Kamar-Taj.

The Ancient One, a powerhouse capable of shaking the entire Multiverse, was there to keep everything in check.

Zhang Yang was learning magic to make himself stronger.

This was merely an introductory spell. He had to work even harder and learn more powerful magic.

"I understand, Senior Brother. I'll keep practicing," Zhang Yang said.

Seeing Zhang Yang's humble, eager-to-learn, and serious demeanor, Berkeley said, "All right, that'll be it for today. Those who have learned to draw Magic Ray can try drawing Magic Shield on their own, then draw some other things as well. Those who haven't learned it yet should practice more."

"When cultivating magic, you must learn more, experience more, communicate more, and most importantly, comprehend more."

Chapter 5

"No way? Senior Brother Berkeley only taught him once, and that guy can already draw Magic Shield?"

"So what if he can draw Magic Shield? Senior Brother said it himself, that's just the most basic thing. Magical energy can also create Magic Weapons."

"That's true. It does seem like nothing special. Kamar-Taj is a sacred land of magic, and there are plenty of high-level Mystic Arts. But we need to work harder too!"

As soon as Senior Brother Berkeley left,

several Apprentices began discussing among themselves.

Most of their discussion was about Zhang Yang's performance just now.

But Zhang Yang had already gone to familiarize himself with the dormitories, so he could not hear their conversation.

Aili, however, heard it.

Aili had originally planned to practice at the training ground for a while longer, but after hearing their chattering, she could not help frowning.

She hated petty people who talked about others behind their backs, especially when they were disrupting her practice.

Taking a few strides forward, Aili said to the gathered Apprentices, "Shut up! Instead of practicing properly, do you think gossiping about others will help you learn what Senior Brother just taught?"

Aili's personality was as fiery as her figure.

Her tone was far from pleasant.

It angered the Apprentices who had been talking.

Among them was the young man who had argued with Aili earlier.

"Who do you think you are, ordering us around?!" The young man stepped forward angrily, venting his dissatisfaction at Aili.

"I told you already. My name is Aili, and I will become the future Sorcerer Supreme."

Aili looked at the young man, sneered, and raised her hand to draw a Magic Ray in her palm.

The young man froze. "Y-You learned how to draw Magic Ray already?!"

Aili said disdainfully, "Those with talent are all working hard, while people like you, who lack talent, still refuse to work hard. I really don't know what right you have to act like this!"

After saying that, Aili's gaze sharpened.

The young man and his companions trembled all over in fright.

Someone beside him hurriedly leaned close and whispered, "Barlow, forget it. She looks pretty formidable. Besides, this is Kamar-Taj. We searched for a long time before finally getting in. Cultivation is what matters."

After listening to the advice, Barlow took a deep breath and said to Aili, "Don't get so arrogant just because you keep saying you'll become the Sorcerer Supreme. Do you think becoming the Sorcerer Supreme is easy? That kid's talent is far greater than yours!"

Aili's expression did not change. "So what? As long as I work hard, one day I will become the Sorcerer Supreme. By then, you people will probably still only know how to judge others behind their backs."

After saying that, Aili turned and left the training ground.

She clearly did not want to say another word to them.

She quickly headed toward Kamar-Taj's Apprentice cafeteria.

As she passed the men's dormitory, Aili stopped and glanced inside.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she silently made up her mind. From now on, this man will be my rival!

"So sleepy..."

Getting out of bed, Zhang Yang yawned and could not help sighing.

After listening to Berkeley yesterday, Zhang Yang had spent the entire night thinking.

He had roughly organized the things in his mind and the fragmented information he had.

It had to be said,

Kamar-Taj was truly a magical place, and magic was truly mysterious.

Senior Brother Berkeley had merely drawn a Magic Ray, yet there was so much profound knowledge within it.

No wonder he had said that cultivating magic required more comprehension.

At that moment, Zhang Yang felt that it made a great deal of sense.

The Marvel world truly was wondrous and vast!

He had to learn more.

Ignoring the fact that he had not rested all night, Zhang Yang got up early in the morning and ran to the training ground.

The empty training ground had no one but Zhang Yang, yet he did not idle around and continued earnestly reflecting on what he had learned.

Before long, the first person other than Zhang Yang arrived at the training ground—Aili.

Aili was clearly surprised when she saw Zhang Yang.

She had thought she had arrived early enough, but she had never expected Zhang Yang to come even earlier.

Aili stared blankly at Zhang Yang, who had his eyes closed as though meditating, and a faint sense of respect arose in her heart.

Talent was not frightening. What was frightening was someone with talent working even harder than you did.

At that moment, Aili once again made up her mind.

From now on, she would definitely arrive earlier than Zhang Yang!

Chapter 6

Kamar-Taj Library.

Early in the morning, Berkeley came to pay his respects to Wong.

He was both greeting him and reporting on the Apprentices.

As always, Wong sat at the very front of the Kamar-Taj Library, reading a magic book with great focus.

When Berkeley entered, Wong did not look up. He merely asked in a calm tone, "How did it feel, teaching people for the first time?"

Berkeley quickly replied, "It was quite good, Arch-Sorcerer."

He truly meant that.

If Zhang Yang's unexpected case were put aside, everything else had gone smoothly.

But Berkeley could not ignore Zhang Yang's existence.

"Among this batch of Apprentices, there is one with rather good talent," Berkeley reported truthfully to Wong.

"Mm." Wong did not seem to take the matter to heart.

After all, every few batches would produce one or two Apprentices with relatively good talent.

It was just a pity

that not many could meet the Ancient One's expectations.

Even fewer were able to endure the hardships of cultivation.

"If they have talent, teach them well." Wong spoke calmly as he turned a page and said nothing more.

Clearly, this was his way of indicating that Berkeley could leave.

Berkeley understood, bowed, and took his leave for the training ground.

By the time he arrived at the training ground, nearly everyone had gathered.

Berkeley swept his gaze across all the Apprentices before finally settling it on Zhang Yang.

As if noticing Berkeley's gaze, Zhang Yang smiled.

He was only seventeen or eighteen, and his smile was exceptionally bright.

That made Berkeley's favorable impression of Zhang Yang deepen further.

Berkeley walked over and asked Zhang Yang, "What is your name?"

Although his face remained expressionless, his tone had become much gentler.

Zhang Yang answered respectfully, "Zhang Yang."

Berkeley nodded and asked the Apprentices, "Other than Zhang Yang, who else has learned Magic Ray?"

Silence—