Being Around a Genius Made Him Seem So Ordinary

"This spell is called the Rings of Raggadorr!"

Wong spoke slowly, then waved one hand. Something resembling a Magic Shield appeared before him.

But this Magic Shield was red.

Compared to an ordinary Magic Shield, this one was far more powerful.

Even Doctor Strange could use this spell to withstand Thanos's attacks.

These were the Rings of Raggadorr!

Even at Kamar-Taj, only Masters of the Mystic Arts and a handful of other sorcerers could wield this spell.

Under normal circumstances,

Wang Yang would never have been taught this spell so readily.

After all, an apprentice simply could not control magic this powerful. But Wang Yang was clearly different.

The speed at which he learned set him apart from the other apprentices.

Wong also wanted to see whether such powerful magic would give Wang Yang trouble.

Moreover, a spell that drew upon a deity's power was not something one could simply master. Seeing the anticipation in Wang Yang's eyes, Wong smiled as well.

He looked forward to seeing Wang Yang struggle.

"Learning the Rings of Raggadorr is different from learning other spells. You need an incantation to accompany it!"

"Only then can you obtain the deity's permission to use this magic!"

"Of course, communicating with a deity will be difficult at first, so you may need to try several times. Just don't lose heart!"

With a serious expression, Wong slowly explained the key points of the spell.

Wang Yang listened with intense focus.

Ding! Talent Fragment for the spell Rings of Raggadorr detected. Fuse?

"Fuse!"

As soon as he said the word, a familiar sensation flowed into his body.

Knowledge of the spell also appeared in his mind.

That knowledge included experience in learning the Rings of Raggadorr, granting him an intimate familiarity with even its incantation and hand gestures.

Still, it took him some time to absorb and understand Wong's experience and memories.

Although he could directly fuse with another person's talent,

he still had to absorb it. It was like reading a book: reading something did not necessarily mean he could do it. He still needed practice.

Of course, compared to the Mirror Dimension, learning the Rings of Raggadorr was much faster.

Yet many sorcerers might never learn this spell in their entire lives.

After all, its requirements alone ruled out countless sorcerers.

To use this spell, a sorcerer first needed powerful magic.

Only then could he construct the Rings of Raggadorr.

He also needed to gather energy from the multiverse.

Finally, he had to gain a deity's recognition. Although he could wield the spell once he reached a certain level, doing so was still far from easy.

Otherwise, it would not have become an insurmountable hurdle for countless sorcerers.

Even Thanos's attacks could not break through it, which spoke volumes about its power.

Naturally, magic like this could not be mastered easily.

"All right, you can give it a try now!"

Only after finishing his demonstration did Wong nod in satisfaction.

An apprentice was supposed to learn, understand, and gain insight step by step.

Naturally, he could not possibly learn the Rings of Raggadorr with ease.

Then Wang Yang began practicing. He slowly traced a circle with one hand, and a red line of light gradually appeared in the air.

Red runes began to take shape.

Following the structure in his memories, a Magic Shield appeared in his hand.

At the same time, he began reaching out to the deity.

A powerful presence flowed into the red Rings of Raggadorr.

Although he had formed a shield, it was clearly not stable yet.

Blue sparks occasionally fell from it.

Wong could naturally recognize it. These were indeed the Rings of Raggadorr.

He was stunned. He had already known that Wang Yang had reached the level of a veteran sorcerer in both mental strength and magic.

After all, whether it was basic magic or combining it with magical Combat Techniques, Wang Yang had shown extraordinary talent.

But even a veteran sorcerer should not have found learning the Rings of Raggadorr so easy.

Yet the proof was right before his eyes.

His feelings were complicated.

He was both pleased and disheartened.

He was pleased because this further proved that Wang Yang's talent was truly extraordinary, far beyond that of an ordinary sorcerer.

He was disheartened because, at this rate, even Kamar-Taj probably would not have enough to keep Wang Yang learning for very long.

Seeing Wong's expression, Wang Yang thought there was something wrong with the Rings of Raggadorr he had cast.

"Master, is there something wrong with my spell?"

Wang Yang sounded a little worried.

Hearing his question, Wong shook his head. "There's nothing wrong. Your talent is remarkable!"

It was more than remarkable. It was truly exceptional.

He was a Master of the Mystic Arts, after all, so he quickly suppressed his conflicting emotions.

Wang Yang's abilities had indeed exceeded his expectations.

But there was nothing strange about that. Where were they? This was Kamar-Taj, a place that had produced Sorcerers Supreme. Surely the appearance of a genius here was nothing unusual.

Of course, even as he told himself that, he still looked at Wang Yang strangely.

After all, when Wong had learned this spell, it had taken him two years.

Yet this kid had managed to form it in less than two hours.

Although Wang Yang had no idea what Wong was thinking, since Wong said there was nothing wrong, he naturally continued practicing.

With the experience of forming it once, he progressed even faster with the Rings of Raggadorr.

"But there are still a few details I'm having trouble with. Could you explain them to me, Master?"

Even after gaining considerable knowledge of the Rings of Raggadorr, Wang Yang still had some questions. With a Master of the Mystic Arts right in front of him, he was not about to waste the opportunity.

"Oh? What are you having trouble with? I can explain a thing or two!"

Wong was a Master of the Mystic Arts, after all, and had extensive experience practicing the Rings of Raggadorr.

He also used this spell in combat, so his practical experience went without saying.

His explanations made profound ideas accessible, allowing Wang Yang to understand them immediately.

He could even explain complicated principles in a way that was easy to follow.

After Wong answered his questions, everything Wang Yang had struggled to understand fell into place.

He could feel his mastery of magic steadily improving, and it was all thanks to Wong's instruction.

The respect in his eyes as he looked at Wong only deepened.

But that look only made Wong feel more helpless.

"All right. Keep practicing on your own, and don't slack off!"

Watching Wang Yang grow increasingly proficient with the Rings of Raggadorr, Wong felt even more disheartened. Only beside a genius did ordinary people like them seem so inadequate.

His own talent was hardly poor, or he would never have become a Master of the Mystic Arts. But compared to Wang Yang's, it was utterly lacking.