Kama Taj's living place, Strange wakes up from his sleep.

"You're up?"

Before he could fully open his eyes, a smiling voice rang out.

"Fark!"

Strange was startled, and subconsciously shrank into the corner of the bed, leaning his back against the wall, in a defensive posture.

He has always lived alone, and when he suddenly hears other people's voices, he inevitably overreacts.

"I say, Strange, the faint of heart, can't be a Supreme Mage."

The man said jokingly.

"How long have you been sitting here?"

Following the voice, Strange discovers that it is his contractor, the high-ranking mage who calls himself "Superman".

He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the sky outside the window, and a touch of fish belly white was slightly flushed, it was not very late.

"It's only twenty minutes. Kama Taj's breakfast tastes good, although it is a little lighter, but every day there are too many big fish and meat, and it is good to try the porridge and side dishes. ”

Luke put down the book of "Encyclopedia of Magic", showed a young face, and smiled: "The Supreme Mage Battle is about to begin, with all due respect, Master Strange, with your current strength, you can't even get a ticket to enter the arena." ”

"Your senior brother Mordo stayed up all night doing penance, while you lay in bed and slept profusely, no wonder the rest of Kama Taj is not very optimistic about you."

Hearing the heart-piercing words of his contractor, Strange lowered his head, a little frustrated.

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't want to become a Supreme Mage in the first place, I just ...... Have the mindset to give it a try. ”

"Moreover, I heard Lao Wang say that the Supreme Mage can make a request to Emperor Weishan."

"I want to heal my hands......"

Luke raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.

No matter what universe it is, Strange's hands have never really healed.

"The next time you go into someone's bedroom, remember to knock on the door."

Strange stepped out of bed, and with a casual move, the red cloak hanging on the hanger flew over automatically.

It was the only magic weapon he had, a flexible cloak that seemed to have its own consciousness.

Compared to Mordo's Breaker's Scepter, the Skullcuter's Battle Axe, and the Cutter's Great Sword...... Sharp weapons like this are far from perfect.

"Yesterday, the Supreme Mage left you behind, is there any secret to tell?"

Strange asked curiously, washing up.

He felt that Luke's identity was becoming more and more mysterious, not like an ordinary high-level mage.

"Just plain chat."

Luke kept the secret and didn't let Strange know that he was the chosen one.

What if this guy swells up and causes the Supreme Mage Battle to overturn.

Doctor Strange has always had this kind of history, sometimes reliable, sometimes off the chain.

Especially after joining the Illuminati, he became the engine of the Earth Mass Annihilation with Iron Man.

All sorts of big events have been triggered!

"Heh, you can't be some famous archmage in history, right?"

Strange didn't believe it, but speculated.

Originally, he only wanted to heal his hands and return to his normal life, so he would search for the whereabouts of Kama Taj.

After seeing the wonder of the magic hall and the vastness of the dimensional world.

He no longer wants to return to the world, but gradually indulges in all kinds of magic and new knowledge.

In this regard, Strange is not the same as the self of the movie universe.

He is more proactive and more willing to take responsibility.

"I've promised the Ancient One Mage to help you win this much-anticipated battle."

Luke looked serious and said lightly: "So, Master Strange, you have to cheer up and prepare for the next training." ”

"Training?"

A look of surprise appeared on Strange's face, he was already considered a diligent and hardworking ascetic mage among Kama Taj.

In addition to three to four hours of meditation every day, I also go to the library to study various white arts, as well as practice martial arts and physical arts

In the craziest stage, Strange even saves time to sleep.

After the body fell asleep, the soul went out of the body and continued to read - this is actually a test of mental strength, and it also proves that he does have extraordinary talents.

Compared to Mordo and Casillas, Strange just lacks enough time.

If this Supreme Mage Battle hadn't come so early, maybe he would have been more confident and his attitude would have been more calm.

"Are you going to teach me more powerful spells, or is there a quick fix?"

Hearing that Luke was going to give him special training, Strange couldn't help but have his eyes lit up.

In his opinion, any high-level mage will have a unique secret technique at the bottom of the box.

For example, Mordo.

As the eldest disciple of the ancient one, he is not only proficient in the white magic of the Book of Emperor Weishan, but also good at summoning and cursing black magic.

When it comes to combat effectiveness, there are few Kama Taj who are his opponents.

"I think the Ancient One said that when you stepped into Kama Taj, the Ancient One."

Luke shook his head, Strange is not himself, he has a ready-made template for magic superman, and the possibility of wanting to get started in three days and achieve it in five days is too low.

"When you face an opponent and you want to punch him, the harder you punch, the more you hurt."

"Just like a normal punch, it will bring physical pain to the person who applies the force, so what is the price of unleashing a magic?"

"You should be familiar with that, right?"

Strange nodded, as he learned his first attack spell, Setolak's Crimson Chain.

The Ancient One specifically didn't remind him that there would be a price to pay for casting spells.

So, Strange practiced and used it repeatedly without impunity.

A week later, he began to vomit wildly, vomiting out the food he had eaten, the remnants of his digestion, and even the gastric juices.

For two days, Strange was unable to eat normally, so he could only lie down next to the toilet bowl to solve the desire to vomit anytime and anywhere.

That's the terrible cost of overcasting!

A memorable lesson!

"So, there is no quick fix to the path of a mage."

Luke said calmly.

"Unless you want to sell your soul to Mephisto and sell it to Dormammu, you can only be honest, take it one step at a time, and take it slowly."

Strange pursed his lips, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

As a top student who graduated from medical school and a representative of the elite class, he is actually more accustomed to taking shortcuts.

"Then how long did it take you to become a high-level mage?"

Strange asked casually.

"Five days."

Luke replied.

“……”

Is this called no shortcuts?

Can't do it fast?

Strange's eyes widened with a shocked expression of "you're kidding me".

"Ahem, I'm more ...... Special. ”

Luke seemed a little embarrassed, no way, who called him so good.

"However, I have other ways to get you in the battle for supremacy."

To divert the subject, Luke throws an attractive chip.

……

……

An hour later.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

Heavy footsteps rang out in the square.

The ground shook, and the stone bricks cracked like a giant elephant stepping on it.

"Are you sure this will allow me to get a ticket to the arena and become a candidate for the Supreme Mage Battle?"

Strange said angrily.

His whole body was wrapped in a heavy armor, from head to toe, with not a single place exposed.

He carried a huge shield as thick as a wall in both hands, enough to block the whole person.

"Of course. This can effectively improve your survival rate and prevent you from being eliminated by your opponent in the first place. ”

Luke nodded and said seriously.

To be a qualified mage, of course, is to add all your life, stamina, and defense.

As for spells, you can only light up one Holy Light at most.

"But with this sturdy heavy armor, it's very difficult to even move, and I can't cast spells quickly and join the battle!"

Strange panted and said with difficulty.

He hadn't reached the level of a berserker, he wasn't too tall, he wasn't very big.

All in all, the physique is slightly deficient.

It's not easy to be able to hold up this heavy armor.

"Fighting? You're not a rookie who is not a high-level mage, and you still want to join the group? ”

Luke asked rhetorically, feigning surprise.

"Master Strange, it seems that you still lack a sense of yourself."

"Remember! The only thing you have to do is make sure you survive and don't get kicked out. ”

"Because, if the candidate fails, the contractor loses the qualification to continue fighting."

Luke had Strange put on heavy armor and carry a shield in both hands, not out of tease or joking.

In his opinion, the other party just needs to hide behind him silently and wait for the result of lying down to win.

As for the rest?

Superman is enough to solve everything, smash all obstacles, and defeat all enemies.

In the face of candidates who may appear in the battle for supremacy, the strength of those legendary mages, hellish creatures, and Strange is too disparity.

Adding attribute points to health, stamina, and defense to ensure that he can survive is what he has to do.

Otherwise, no matter how strong Superman is.

As long as Strange is eliminated, he will be disqualified from continuing to fight.

"From today onwards, you will do 100 push-ups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups every day, and run another 10 kilometers by the way."

Luke said solemnly.

"And while wearing this heavy armor! Keep up the training like this! ”