In Marvel: You Really Think Becoming the Sorcerer Supreme Is Difficult?

"Being able to cast the red Rings of Raggadorr? How could he be an Apprentice?" Kaecilius couldn't help frowning.

Berkeley, who was standing nearby, couldn't hold back any longer. "Senior Brother, Zhang Yang only took three days to raise the yellow Rings of Raggadorr to red..."

Although Berkeley really didn't want to admit it either,

the problem was that this was simply the truth.

No matter what, Zhang Yang's magic had been introduced by him.

Berkeley had witnessed Zhang Yang's rapid growth.

That speed was incredible!

It was practically bullying people!

After hearing Berkeley's words, Mordo and Kaecilius couldn't help glaring at him.

Under their glare, Berkeley hurriedly turned his head toward the combat arena and didn't dare say another word.

At that moment, Wong likewise released the red Rings of Raggadorr.

He assumed the starting stance for the fight.

Seeing that Wong was ready, Zhang Yang raised both hands as well.

This preparatory movement was exactly the same as the starting stance of the Military Boxing Wong had taught him yesterday.

"No way, Zhang Yang really plans to fight Wong using Military Boxing?" Seeing Zhang Yang like this, Berkeley grew anxious.

Although Zhang Yang could cast the strongest form of the Rings of Raggadorr, meaning his magical abilities were fairly impressive,

the problem was that he couldn't use any other magic this time. He could only fight head-on!

How could Zhang Yang's Military Boxing possibly stand up to Wong?!

The Arch-Sorcerer was bullying him too much.

Berkeley couldn't help thinking this.

Only Mordo and Kaecilius looked solemn.

The two of them knew Wong's intentions.

The key to this match wasn't the outcome.

What mattered most was what Zhang Yang could comprehend in a single night.

Mordo and Kaecilius weren't focused on victory or defeat at the moment.

After all, based on the magical energy Zhang Yang had displayed earlier, he was already qualified to become a Master Sorcerer.

Therefore, what they were focused on now was just how good Zhang Yang's comprehension was.

The Ancient One was focused on the same thing.

"Zhang Yang, remember what I told you yesterday. Remember the true purpose behind my teaching you Military Boxing!"

In the center of the combat arena,

Wong looked at Zhang Yang and offered one final reminder.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wong showed no mercy. He swung his fist and attacked Zhang Yang head-on.

Zhang Yang reacted quickly, dodging Wong's attack with a sidestep.

But Wong was clearly no pushover.

He quickly raised his leg and kicked toward Zhang Yang. After Zhang Yang blocked it, Wong lifted his leg and launched a 360-degree spinning kick.

After that series of moves, everyone in the combat arena had basically understood.

Wong was using Taekwondo.

And Zhang Yang was using Military Boxing to block.

Because Military Boxing was ultimately useless in actual combat, after three consecutive moves from Wong, Zhang Yang had done nothing but block without launching any meaningful attack.

This left Berkeley stunned.

That wasn't right. This wasn't how it was supposed to go!

Logically speaking, shouldn't Zhang Yang have comprehended a lot after spending the whole night thinking?

Why did it feel as if he hadn't comprehended anything last night?

"I can't see any sign of his comprehension." Watching the two fight, Mordo couldn't help frowning.

Kaecilius, standing nearby, said as well, "Indeed. I can't see what's so impressive about his comprehension. So, Berkeley, were you lying? Did he really learn the magic you made up?"

"It's true!" Berkeley grew anxious. Even he was utterly bewildered as he watched Zhang Yang.

Even Wong, who was fighting Zhang Yang, looked completely baffled.

This wasn't right!

After finishing one move, Wong stopped and shouted sternly at Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, wake up! This is an assessment!"

Wong's shout pulled Zhang Yang's thoughts back.

All the fragmented information in his mind rapidly came together at that instant.

"Boom!" It was as if a thunderclap had exploded in Zhang Yang's mind.

The shock left him feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

Zhang Yang's gaze sharpened, and he saw Wong already swinging his fist at him again.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yang punched straight out!

It would have been fine if he hadn't attacked, but this punch—

it left everyone in the combat arena stunned.

Even the Ancient One's brows twitched slightly.

The red Rings of Raggadorr on Wong's hand had actually been shattered directly by Zhang Yang's punch?!

Chapter 51

The red Rings of Raggadorr were the strongest form.

Kamar-Taj's defensive magic was already extremely powerful.

Although everyone's cultivation and magical energy differed, resulting in varying defensive capabilities,

under normal circumstances, it was impossible for an ordinary person to break them without using magic.

Even the ordinary form of the Rings of Raggadorr cast by a Master Sorcerer was already extremely sturdy.

Even an average superhuman might not be able to smash through them.

Not to mention the red form cast by Wong, an Arch-Sorcerer who had cultivated for more than a decade.

Zhang Yang had actually shattered it with a single punch?

And there truly hadn't been any trace of magical energy.

That meant—

Zhang Yang had shattered it using his own strength?!

What the hell!

Wasn't that a little too abnormal?

Upon realizing this, how could Mordo, Kaecilius, and the Ancient One not be shocked?

Yesterday, Zhang Yang couldn't even make ripples when tossing a coin. Today, he had shattered Wong's Rings of Raggadorr with his bare fists?

In just one night?

Had he taken some kind of drug?

How had he suddenly become so fierce?

Zhang Yang was far too abnormal!

Even Wong, who had been fighting Zhang Yang, couldn't figure out what had happened.

Everyone knew that the Rings of Raggadorr were originally meant for blocking.

The purpose of blocking was to prevent either side from getting hurt.

After all, this was only a simple assessment. There was no need to fight to the death.

But that punch from Zhang Yang—

Wong felt that if it had truly struck him, he would have died!

"Sorry, Wong. I'll hold back a little."

While Wong was still in a daze, Zhang Yang suddenly spoke.

After all, it was his first time using his strength, and he hadn't managed to control it.

Zhang Yang felt a little embarrassed as well.

"Ah... Oh... It's fine..." Wong stammered, speaking almost instinctively.

His mind still seemed unable to process what had happened.

His head was filled with the image of the Rings of Raggadorr on his right hand being shattered by Zhang Yang.

"Then should I continue?" Zhang Yang asked bluntly after hearing Wong.

Wong finally came back to his senses. "You should still hold back. This is only an assessment. Stop once the point is made. I don't want either of us to get hurt."

All right.

Wong had put it rather tactfully.

Put simply, Wong still wanted to see the sun tomorrow.

Zhang Yang's strength had suddenly become rather terrifying.

Terrifying enough that Wong felt he might not be able to withstand it.

"Okay." Zhang Yang nodded.

With that, he attacked Wong.

It seemed that Wong's shout had awakened Zhang Yang.

This time, Wong could clearly feel that even Zhang Yang's eyes were different.

Confident and resolute.

From Zhang Yang's eyes, Wong could see only two words: serious!

Zhang Yang's renewed attack also pulled the dazed Ancient One, Mordo, Kaecilius, and Berkeley back to reality.

Their gazes once again focused on Zhang Yang.

By now, Zhang Yang and Wong had already begun fighting.

The two exchanged punches and kicks, one attacking and the other defending, battling back and forth.

If Mordo and the others hadn't seen yesterday that Zhang Yang truly knew little about combat—

if they hadn't seen him believe that even the Military Boxing Wong taught him was suitable for close-quarters fighting, then at this moment, they really wouldn't have believed Zhang Yang was a novice who had only just started learning combat.

"Wait, Zhang Yang doesn't seem to be using Military Boxing anymore." At that moment, Kaecilius, with his sharp eyes, couldn't help speaking.

Kaecilius's words drew the attention of Mordo and Berkeley as well.

What Zhang Yang was using no longer seemed to be Military Boxing, but... Sanda?!

"Sanda? When did he learn Sanda?" Berkeley was stunned and couldn't help muttering.

Hadn't Wong only taught Zhang Yang Military Boxing yesterday?

How had Zhang Yang switched from Military Boxing to Sanda halfway through?