Zhao Yu opened his door.
Standing there was none other than Master Khamir Dal.
"Master Khamir Dal, what brings you here?"
Zhao Yu invited him respectfully inside and prepared a cup of tea.
Master Khamir Dal was an exceptional teacher—not only of noble character but also one who had imparted vast experience in Magic cultivation. He was the perfect mentor! Zhao Yu had always held him in the highest esteem.
"I've come to deliver your medicinal ingredients."
With a wave of his hand, Master Khamir Dal produced a silvery metal box.
"Inside is the nutrient solution our Kamar-Taj has developed. Add it to your bath to repair bodily damage."
Zhao Yu opened the box to find a row of test-tube–like vials filled with green liquid. It looked more like a virus than a tonic. Still, he knew Master Khamir Dal would never harm him.
"Thank you, Master Khamir Dal. Has Kamar-Taj really advanced this far?"
Zhao Yu asked with a wry smile. The sight of this clearly technological product felt somewhat incongruous.
"We are Magicians, not primitives," Master Khamir Dal replied with a smile.
"If convenient tools exist, why shouldn't we use them? Magic is a force of natural law—and so is technology. Don't be prejudiced against new things."
Zhao Yu's mouth twitched. Today, he had been schooled by a man decades his senior on embracing innovation. Kamar-Taj truly was extraordinary. In the Marvel world, technology was indeed highly developed—Tony Stark's armor, for instance, defied even Thanos. It made sense that Kamar-Taj would harness technology too. Without modern conveniences, he couldn't imagine life here.
"I understand. Thank you, Master Khamir Dal."
Zhao Yu nodded respectfully.
Master Khamir Dal smiled. "Zhao Yu, I heard you've begun studying Martial Arts?"
"Yes, Master Khamir Dal," Zhao Yu replied.
"Have you encountered any difficulties? If you have questions, come to me anytime. Though I'm not a combat specialist, I'm not ignorant either."
"Thank you, Master. I will ask if anything arises," Zhao Yu answered earnestly.
Strictly speaking, Zhao Yu was no longer Master Khamir Dal's student—he had no obligation to assist him. Yet here he was, offering help. Zhao Yu felt deeply grateful.
"Very good," Master Khamir Dal said, nodding.
"Be sure to consult the Grand Sorcerer as well. Martial Arts training carries risks—apprentices cannot channel enough Multiverse energy at first, and it can harm the body. If any issues arise, inform the Grand Sorcerer immediately, or you may regret it later."
Originally, Kamar-Taj did not teach advanced Martial Arts to apprentices. Only trainees nearing Sorcerer status learned those skills, because they required vast energy and could damage the body—much like boxers who overtrain in youth and suffer lifelong ailments. That was why Wang had Zhao Yu use the medicinal bath: to repair injury. What Master Khamir Dal did not know was that with the System, Zhao Yu could draw on Multiverse energy without risk of bodily harm.
"I understand. Rest assured, Master," Zhao Yu said solemnly. He appreciated the concern wholeheartedly.
Master Khamir Dal, pleased, said, "Since you've started Martial Arts, let me see your level. I want to see how far my best pupil has come."
With a flick, he opened the Mirror Dimension—a high-level Magic few senior Sorcerers mastered. Master Khamir Dal was one of the rare ones who could.
Zhao Yu saw he was in earnest and offered a sheepish smile. "Master Khamir Dal, is this really necessary?"
"No matter that I now do paperwork—in my day, I fought on the front lines. Feel free to strike as hard as you like. I merely wish to gauge your skill."
"Very well, Master Khamir Dal."
Zhao Yu nodded shyly, and the two entered the Mirror Dimension. Neither used a Magic Weapon; they wielded pure Magic as their arms.
Master Khamir Dal, ever traditional, summoned a golden Magic Shield and a chain of energy. Zhao Yu solidified a long blade from Magic.
"Let us begin," Master Khamir Dal said.
"Thank you, Master Khamir Dal," Zhao Yu replied, saluting before charging.
A Magic Weapon was no different from a physical one—Magic could even simulate weight and material properties. Zhao Yu held his blade with both hands and swung.
Master Khamir Dal's composure vanished at once—Zhao Yu's speed was astonishing. His feet blazed with sparks, using Magic to boost his pace.
Master Khamir Dal's heart thundered: This was the proficiency one would expect from a single day of Martial Arts training? His skill with Magic and fluidity… not even many veteran Sorcerers could match it!
Master Khamir Dal silently exclaimed, Kamar-Taj Sorcerers' combat power varies wildly. A Grand Sorcerer can dispatch dozens of senior Sorcerers; Casillas once stormed the entire London Sanctum with mere followers.
He had assumed Zhao Yu's training was too brief for such prowess—but now it was clear this pupil outstripped even seasoned Sorcerers.
He thought, I've wasted half my life living like a dog.
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