Victor von Doom took a deep breath and formed a sigil in both hands, the light green mana swimming along his arms, and finally condensed into a short sword of light in his right hand.

Wanda Maximov stood five steps away in front of him, her hands folded, her palms slowly pulled apart, and the crimson light between her palms connected like a bridge. Her gestures changed, and the light changed with it, eventually forming a shape that resembled a soft whip, pinched between her two ends.

This is a purpose-built room for training and training, made of extremely strong Kerry alloy that can withstand most impacts. Michael stood on the side of the room with his arms crossed, while Pietro and Gwen watched the battle from a high platform through protective glass.

Doom was the first to strike. He stepped forward diagonally, and the dagger turned into a green light and slashed towards Wanda's face. Wanda lowered her head and flashed, her wrist flicked, and the whip head of the crimson soft whip was provoked, and the chaos magic attached to the whip and ignited.

Since joining the Heavenly Sword, Doom has been instructed by Michael to learn the mystical arts, and has continued to study various ancient texts related to spells every day. Doom's talent is already so high that it can be said that he is a monster, and coupled with his long-term painstaking research, his progress in spells is really a leap in the sky, and his progress is enough to surprise most of Kama Taj's secret masters.

But the Scarlet Witch he was facing at the moment wasn't a vegetarian either. Even if Wanda doesn't have the spirit of serious study like Doom, and her talent and understanding are not as amazing as Doom, she can't resist her own superpower to control chaos magic, and her mana is almost endless.

The two of them used a sword and a whip, and at first the ten moves could be regarded as back and forth. The Dao Dao magic sword qi aroused by the spell blade and the chaotic magic power from the soft whip danced constantly clashed, as if there were gusts of howling wind in the enclosed space. The aftermath of the two of them scattered in all directions, and Michael stood aside with his arms crossed, the corners of his trench coat constantly being lifted by the aftermath, but he was still calm and unmoved.

But after a little time, the skills of the two have significantly differentiated. Doom's dagger wielding gradually became sluggish as time passed, and in a few moments he had no time to attack and counterattack, so he was forced to swing his sword to defend. Wanda's soft whip swam around like a crimson spirit snake, keenly searching for every trace of space that could be attacked.

Doom gradually became unable to support it. He gritted his teeth, trying to cope as he managed to find time to form the seal, and his free left hand conjured a simple shield. His sword and shield were intertwined, and he could barely withstand Wanda's fierce attack, and he was still able to free up his hands to fight back.

But Wanda's soft whip was so powerful that even with a shield to share the pressure, Doom was still forced by the overwhelming chaos magic to get two meters away.

After about three more minutes of fighting, Doom noticeably began to become more impatient. Seeing that he couldn't find a breakthrough for a long time, he simply took a risk, and stabbed his sword into the magic vortex of the soft whip. He lifted his shield to resist the pressure from the whip as best he could, and the dagger stabbed straight at the tip of Wanda's delicate nose.

Wanda didn't panic at all, and with a flick of her wrist, the magic whip bounced up as if it were spiritual, and landed on the sword that Doom had stabbed, swiping the ground and wrapping it up. With a lift of her arm, the whip suddenly rolled around Doom's short sword and flew out.

At this time, Doom was obviously defeated, but he was still not reconciled, and he lifted the spell shield and smashed it. Wanda flicked her wrist calmly again, and the soft whip struck Doom's shield-holding wrist on time. The Chaos Mana carried by the whip struck into his body, instantly cutting off the transmission of mana, and the shield in Doom's hand vanished when it lost its source. Wanda followed up with a left-handed blow in the air, and the crimson mana was released, knocking Doom to the ground who was rushing head-on.

The battle is over. Wanda stepped forward and reached out in a friendly way to pull him up. Doom unceremoniously slapped it away and got up on his own.

Wanda seemed to be used to his attitude, but she didn't mind, tilted her head and stepped aside.

"Wanda, played well, overall improved a lot. Some details could have been handled better, but we can come back to the details next time. Michael gestured behind him, "Let's go rest first." ”

Wanda nodded and went straight out. He and Doom were the only ones left in the room.

"It didn't work." Doom shook his head, "I'm not moving fast enough, far enough. ”

"Wanda was already a powerful mage before joining Heavenly Sword, and I didn't expect you to defeat her." Michael said, "I asked you to practice against each other, just hoping that you would be able to play against different mages and improve by absorbing experience through the process of fighting her. ”

"But I'm just not moving fast enough." Doom stubbornly said, "This won't work, I need to learn the really powerful spells, like the ones you use against Mephisto."

"It's not time yet, Victor." Michael said lightly, "I told you a long time ago that secret art is not something that can be achieved overnight, and even if you are talented, you must take it slowly. ”

"But how long will it take me to save my mother?"

"You're too impatient, and it's this impetuous mentality that's holding you back. Think about what you've been through before in your life, and think about how long you've waited and how much you've paid to save your mother. Is the knowledge and technology you have learned something that can be achieved overnight? ”

Doom's expression darkened.

Of course he understood these truths, in fact, even before coming to Heavenly Sword, he was not unfamiliar with magic, and of course he could not have known that magic was a science that needed to be graded gradually.

But perhaps it was stimulated by powerful mages like Michael and Wanda that he realized his weakness like never before and wanted to be stronger than ever. It was this mood that made him anxious for quick success, and he was always not satisfied with the progress he had made.

"I know. I've just been a little upset lately. ”

Michael patted him on the shoulder.

"Your talent in spells is also one in ten thousand, and you will naturally improve if you calm down." He paused, and then said, "Your foundation is indeed almost complete, and after a while I can really start teaching you something more advanced." But I've had a lot of things to attend to lately, so I'll have to wait a few days. ”

"I understand."

Michael walked to the exit and said before heading out, "I can give you a few days off to relieve a little stress if you want." ”

Doom shrugged: "No need. You know me - spending three or five days in the lab studying that bunch of alien stuff is a vacation for me. ”