In the Marvel universe: My talents can be enhanced indefinitely.

The attacks were extremely fierce, each move carrying a powerful magical aura.

Although Modu also has many years of experience.

However, Strange quickly seized control of the mountain and forced them to retreat repeatedly.

Bang bang bang!

Mordo raised his hand to block, and a magical shield instantly materialized.

Strange's attack landed on the magic shield with a dull thud.

Modu kept dodging, his steps quite methodical.

Of course, while Mordo seemed to be dodging, he was actually just testing Strange's strength.

That's why they always defend instead of attacking.

"Strange, your fighting skills are very good, so I won't hold back!"

As he spoke, Mage Mordo stopped his passive defense and began to counterattack.

With a punch, magical runes formed on his fist, creating a gauntlet.

Bang!

Strange's fist collided with Strange's, producing a muffled thud and a powerful storm spreading outwards. The two continued their entanglement, with various muffled sounds echoing throughout.

The two were evenly matched, and for a time they were evenly matched.

The surrounding mages were also very excited.

"Strange is amazing! In just over a month, he has already mastered martial arts to this level!"

"Has Master Mordo's teaching ability become this advanced?"

"Zesteranch is truly extraordinary. Even if he's a genius, it's still quite remarkable that he can fight on par with Archmage Mordo!"

"That's right, incredible, incredible! It's hard to imagine that someone with such power and speed is just an apprentice!"

"..."

The surrounding mages were all talking amongst themselves, finding it hard to believe that Strange was just an apprentice.

Wang Yang listened to the monks' discussion and couldn't help but shake his head.

Moreover, with Mordo's intervention, he finally absorbed a significant amount of Mordo's magical and combat talents.

Before long, the battle between Mordo and Strange had reached a fever pitch.

Although most of the attacks were fists and feet, the resulting shockwaves were by no means weak.

With the addition of magic, it is also highly entertaining.

However, Mordo is, after all, a great mage, and with so many years of combat experience, he is naturally much stronger than Strange.

Mordo blocked Strange's attack with a Ring of Raghadore, then twisted his body and appeared behind Strange, slapping him with his palm. Strange stumbled forward and almost fell to the ground.

"Alright, Strange, that's enough. Your strength is already quite good, although you still lack experience!"

"But remember this: if that had been a real fight, you might have died from that attack!"

"So you must remember, as a mage, protecting yourself is very important!"

Mordo gave a very serious warning.

"I understand, Master Mordo!"

"Alright, that's enough of the hand-to-hand combat. Now let me really see how well you've mastered magic!"

Although magic was involved in the battle just now, it was mostly just the basic framework of magical runes, without using more powerful magic for attacks.

Since it's a place like this, you should definitely give it a try.

"Alright, sorry for the inconvenience!"

Strange nodded.

"Crimson Chains!"

In an instant, a scarlet chain appeared in his hand.

Like a whip, it strikes in an instant.

The scarlet chain lashed out and headed straight for Modu.

Mordo flicked his hand, and a magic shield appeared in his palm.

Bang!

The crimson chains and shield clashed, scattering red sparks in all directions.

The two fought relentlessly, and the arena began to shatter, sending countless stone fragments flying into the air.

The battle between the two drew excitement from the mages nearby.

"Crimson chains, isn't that high-level magic?"

"Even I, a seasoned mage, haven't learned this kind of magic yet. How could Strange, an apprentice, possibly have learned it?"

"What terrifying power! No wonder it's high-level magic!"

"This Strange is truly a genius. He's learned this level of magic in just one month!"

"Incredible! I don't even know magic of this level yet!"

"..."

At this moment, the monks couldn't help but whisper among themselves, and their expressions became quite interesting.

On the arena, the two continued their battle, their magic clashing and their light flashing intermittently.

The magical lights collided violently.

"Not bad, Strange, your mastery of magic is good, but it's not enough to defeat me!"

Mordo was quite satisfied. With a shield in one hand and chains in the other, he dealt with Strange's magic with ease.

However, Mordo couldn't help but be secretly amazed by Strange's progress.

After all, if given that little time, he simply couldn't have done that much.

"The Holy Sword of Vishanti!"

Strange didn't hold back any longer and used the magic he had recently learned.

This is the most powerful offensive magic.

With the appearance of the Holy Sword of Vishanti.

The entire audience gasped in surprise.

“That is, that is, the sacred sword of Vishanti.”

"Impossible! How could an apprentice possibly master this level of magic!"

"Could Strange be our hope at Kamar-Taj?"

"Even archmages might not be able to wield the Sacred Sword of Vishanti!"

"..."

As Strange unleashed such magic, mages frequently gasped in surprise and astonishment, their faces filled with disbelief.

Even the great mages couldn't hide their shock when they saw this scene.

Strange is truly a genius.

Wang Yang, standing in the crowd, watched this scene with relish.

"Ding! A fragment of the magical Vishanti's Holy Sword has been detected. Do you wish to fuse it?"

Chapter Seventy: Mordo, you must have been practicing martial arts since you were in your mother's womb, right?

In the ring, Mordo and Strange were engaged in a fierce battle.

It was no less than a battle between archmages.

Mordo's fist was adorned with the red Ring of Raghadore, constantly deflecting the attacks of the Vishanti's Holy Sword. The Vishanti's Holy Sword, formed from condensed flames, and the red Ring of Raghadore clashed repeatedly.

Sparks of magic kept exploding.

The arena had long been in ruins, looking pitted and uneven.

Although Mordo appeared calm on the surface, his inner pressure was steadily increasing.

Although Strange has only been practicing magic for a month, his strength and damage output are far greater than his.

The combined power of various spells is also considerable.

Fortunately, he had extensive combat experience and his various spells were used in a good combination.

Finally, Mordo took advantage of a moment when Strange was distracted and used the Scarlet Chains to bind him.

He then stood with his hands clasped, looking like a peerless master.

Then, in a lecturing tone, he said, "Strange, you still need to work harder. You're still too young!"

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Venerable Modu!"

Strange was completely convinced.

Mordo breathed a long sigh of relief upon hearing Strange's words.

Strange became an apprentice mage very smoothly. If it weren't for the troublesome process of advancing through ranks, Strange would have been fully qualified to become a senior mage.

"Alright, Strange, from today onwards, you are an apprentice mage!"

"However, don't be arrogant. You still need to work hard in the future!"

Mordo smiled and spoke to Strange.

"I understand, Venerable Modu!"

Strange nodded respectfully and then walked down.

However, while Strange went down, Mordo did not. Instead, he looked at Wang Yang, who was standing to the side, and said, "Wang Yang, would you like to come up and spar with me?"

He had witnessed Wang Yang's prowess in that great battle, but he had never formally fought against Wang Yang.