You Will Always Be My Teacher

A tidal wave of shock surged through Kamar-Taj's heart.

Combining magic with combat techniques was nothing unusual. It was what they used most often in battle.

But Wang Yang had only been learning for a single day. Was this really something a first-day apprentice could do?

His skill and proficiency in using magic, in particular, were probably beyond even many veteran sorcerers.

There was a vast disparity in fighting strength among the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj. A single Master of the Mystic Arts could even chase down and beat a dozen veteran sorcerers.

Kaecilius was one such example.

With only a handful of followers, he could challenge the London Sanctum.

That showed just how wide the gap between sorcerers could be. Only a tiny handful ever stood at the top.

Wang Yang had only studied for a day.

Yet judging by his current performance, he was already stronger than a veteran sorcerer like Kamar-Taj.

It made Kamar-Taj feel as though his entire life had been wasted.

The longsword slashed down with an incomparably keen edge.

Faced with such a ferocious attack, Kamar-Taj had long since lost his initial composure. His expression grew grave.

He hurriedly raised the Magic Shield in his hand to block.

Clang!

The piercing sound of the collision rang through the Mirror Dimension.

Wang Yang was forced several steps back as well.

Kamar-Taj was a veteran sorcerer, after all, while he had only trained for a day.

His physical conditioning naturally still fell short of Kamar-Taj's.

But that was all.

After retreating several steps, Wang Yang immediately charged forward.

Kamar-Taj was quite old, after all, and could not exert much pressure on him.

Forcing Wang Yang back had already taken all his strength.

Without another word, Wang Yang charged in again.

Then he launched another furious assault with the magical longsword in his hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sounds of repeated collisions echoed through the Mirror Dimension.

Under Wang Yang's relentless attacks, even Kamar-Taj could do nothing but defend.

As the battle continued, Wang Yang's understanding of combat grew clearer, and his techniques and use of magic became increasingly fluid.

Kamar-Taj began to struggle to hold him off.

A look of horror spread across his face.

"How is this possible? How could an apprentice who only just started learning combat techniques be this powerful?"

Under Wang Yang's storm of attacks, Kamar-Taj felt like a tiny boat in a raging sea, liable to capsize at any moment.

He was utterly overwhelmed.

If he continued using magic on roughly the same level as Wang Yang's, he might even lose.

But had Kamar-Taj known that Wong had also used stronger magic to overwhelm Wang Yang during their bout, he probably would not have underestimated him.

"Well done, Wang Yang. You've already become quite proficient in your combat techniques!"

Kamar-Taj blocked Wang Yang's longsword with his Magic Shield and said slowly, "But you still need more training."

Just then, his Magic Shield suddenly changed.

A golden chain shot straight out.

Caught completely off guard, Wang Yang was bound tight and instantly rendered unable to fight.

Wang Yang tried to break free, but no matter what he did, he could not escape.

"You're truly impressive, Master Kamar-Taj!"

Wang Yang stopped struggling and panted for breath.

He had never expected magical chains to have a use like this.

Combining spells was something Wang Yang had not considered.

Ding! Talent Fragment for combining spells detected. Fuse?

Fuse!

Combining spells could produce all sorts of different effects, but ordinary apprentices could not even contemplate it.

After all, conjuring a single spell was difficult enough, let alone using two spells in conjunction.

Yet when Kamar-Taj heard Wang Yang's praise, his expression was conflicted, without the slightest smile of victory.

Because he knew he had already lost.

He had relied on magical technique, one he had developed over many years of practice.

Even a veteran sorcerer might not have been able to evade that move, much less Wang Yang.

Besides, winning with that move was hardly something to be proud of. He would never have used that spell if he had not been pushed into a corner.

Kamar-Taj could not bring himself to claim he was impressive.

Looking at the admiration on Wang Yang's face, he could only sigh with helplessness.

He felt old, no longer able to measure up to the young man before him.

"Impressive? That hardly counts as impressive!"

"Wang Yang, you're improving very quickly!"

Kamar-Taj spoke with feeling.

"You're too kind, Master Kamar-Taj. I still have much to learn from you."

Wang Yang spoke respectfully.

Kamar-Taj smiled and shook his head. Seeing Wang Yang's modest demeanor, he imagined the young man must work incredibly hard when no one was watching.

Otherwise, how could he have become so powerful in such a short time?

Of course, Kamar-Taj felt that there was more to Wang Yang than simply rapid progress.

Wang Yang truly had the potential to become a second Sorcerer Supreme.

Only the Sorcerer Supreme could achieve something like this, forcing him to use power beyond Wang Yang's level just to subdue him.

He believed that if Wang Yang continued growing at this pace, his fighting strength would soon reach the level of the Sorcerer Supreme.

His gaze was filled with conflicting emotions as he looked at Wang Yang.

There was anticipation, astonishment, and disbelief.

The calm composure he had possessed when he first met Wang Yang had long since vanished.

"It seems sending you to study under Wong was the right decision!"

"You'll soon have mastered your combat training!"

"Once the Sorcerer Supreme returns and trains you, I imagine you'll soon become one of us!"

Kamar-Taj looked at Wang Yang with excitement on his face.

At Kamar-Taj, there were no clearly defined ranks among sorcerers.

Anyone who became a fully fledged sorcerer would earn respect.

No one would look down on a sorcerer.

Once Wang Yang passed the Sorcerer Supreme's trial and became a true sorcerer, that would apply to him as well.

He would then be a true sorcerer, and the youngest in Kamar-Taj.

"Master Kamar-Taj, no matter what happens, you will always be my teacher!"

Wang Yang looked at Kamar-Taj and spoke respectfully.

Kamar-Taj had treated him very well.

Naturally, he would not withhold his respect from someone who had been good to him.

Honoring his teacher and respecting his teachings was his duty, too.

"Haha, just don't forget me when the time comes!"

Kamar-Taj smiled and said, "I believe I'll be proud to have you as my student!"

"All right, let's head out!"

Kamar-Taj was in high spirits.

He was already old. What could bring him more joy than watching a young person grow?

Especially when that young person might one day become the Sorcerer Supreme.