Chapter 210

It is still morning.

So after the three of them arrived here,

the mages at the martial arts ground were doing their morning exercises.

Some were casting spells using floating rings.

Others were casting spells using staves.

Of course,

this staff was very large.

It was a long staff among melee weapons.

Not a staff like a writing brush.

"How do mages practice?" Hela asked curiously from the side.

"They are not yet true mages," the Ancient One answered from the side: "A true mage must be able to cast spells normally regardless of the surrounding environment."

"And they need to learn all basic spells, such as close-range spells."

Yes.

At Kamar-Taj, the first spells everyone learns are close-range spells.

That is, rubbing the hands together.

Then rubbing out two spells like shurikens.

This might be related to the low defense of mages.

So one must first compensate for the defense.

Hela nodded, indicating she understood.

But she had no such worry.

Hela could use death spells, as well as melee and ranged attacks.

She was more like a comprehensive close-range mage.

At this moment, the Ancient One and Su Yi were looking at one person in the group of mages doing morning exercises.

That was Stephen Strange.

Among the many mages,

only his worldly aura was the most severe.

Others were quietly practicing spells.

But Stephen had always lacked confidence.

Because of the car accident,

Stephen always felt that his inability to practice spells well was due to his hands.

Not due to himself.

So after several attempts failed to produce golden sparks,

Stephen would begin to grow impatient.

He looked at the people around him.

Then tried to learn something.

Then he saw Su Yi and the Ancient One mage not far away.

Stephen's eyes widened.

"Why is Su here?!"

These were his inner thoughts.

At the same time, the movements of his hands stopped.

Why is Su here?

What is he doing here?

To study spells with me?

"Don't look around!"

At this moment,

Wong shouted sternly beside Stephen.

"The first principle of practicing spells is to have no distractions!"

"Look, have you achieved that now?!"

No distractions?

With you being so noisy, how can anyone achieve

Stephen turned his head to look.

The people beside him had not been distracted at all.

They were not curious at all about what was happening beside them.

They were still concentrating on drawing spells!

Alright.

Stephen rubbed his nose.

A bit embarrassed.

It turned out that only he was not concentrating.

Wong looked at the Ancient One from a distance, then looked at Su Yi, then nodded simultaneously to represent luggage.

Then he continued speaking to Stephen.

"Practicing spells requires complete focus!"

"With your current state, you will never learn spells!"

Facing the King's reprimand.

Stephen raised his trembling hand and said.

"It's my hands that are hindering my spell practice."

The King furrowed his face.

Looking at Stephen, he explained: "Even without hands, one can learn spells—why can't you, with hands?"

"Even without hands?" Stephen clearly didn't believe it.

"Without hands, yes."

But at this moment, Wong and Su Yi had already arrived beside Stephen.

Stephen immediately turned to Su Yi.

And Su Yi remained expressionless for now.

Stephen turned to Wong again; he knew Wong was the top figure here.

So he respectfully confirmed once more.

"Truly, without hands?"

Wong said nothing.

She directly summoned a mage without hands to stand beside Stephen.

Then she performed a close-range spell right before him.

"This..."

Stephen was stunned.

He looked at Su Yi, his eyes filled with inquiry.

Su Yi did not answer his question.

He merely said calmly.

"Doubt is the strongest enemy."

Su Yi's single sentence.

Left Stephen instantly speechless.

Yes.

He had always doubted.

He doubted whether he could do it.

He doubted whether his hands could do it.