Looking at the slimmed-down Everest, Zhang Yang was excited at first, and then triggered the sequelae of magic power in his body, making his whole body sore.

His nose felt a little cold. He reached out and touched it. It was blood!

He has a nosebleed!

"This power..."

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. He had just changed his job and could not control his power perfectly. Just now, he only slightly activated the magic power the size of a water drop, but it overloaded his body and caused some damage to his internal organs.

After all, he is a profession that relies on the system to change jobs, and the magic power comes from the sea of ​​magic power in the body. When casting spells, because the magic power is too powerful, he needs to have a certain level of physical fitness to ignore the tiny damage.

Therefore, he is fundamentally different from those Karma Taj mages who rely on drawing energy from the multiverse!

After all, even an ordinary person can successfully cast the magic of Kama Taj (specifically, the little fat man used the hanging ring to cast the portal, although he also relied on the magic wristband given by Doctor Strange~)!

"Ding, trigger the mission."

"Power needs to be controlled. Please go to Kathmandu to take the apprenticeship assessment of Kama Taj. After completing it, you will be rewarded: perfect control."

Zhang Yang didn't expect that he could trigger the task just by thinking about it?

Moreover, the system's ideas coincided with his.

If you can't control your own power, what does it matter no matter how strong you are?

It's like a child who has not received any training in holding a gun. Can he pull the trigger?Can you aim?Will your body be harmed after shooting?

The answer is that if a child fires a gun, regardless of whether he hits the enemy or not, he will be hurt by the counterattack force.

Zhang Yang is now the kid with the gun. Although he possesses endless magic power, there is no way to fully and safely mobilize it due to his mental strength. If used forcefully, it will be like the Seven Injury Fist, hurting others and himself.

"We have to go back quickly."

Zhang Yang recalled that yesterday the driver said that there were still 2 days left to register for Karma Taj. Now one day has passed and there is still 1 day left.

Enough time.

Zhang Yang dragged his aching body and walked towards the village step by step.

...

Not long after Zhang Yang left, a portal suddenly appeared, and a shiny bald head walked out of it.

"This power..."

Gu Yi looked at the slimmed-down Mount Everest and took a breath: "Even though some time has passed, it is still violent and full of destructive power...it is too dangerous."

Green light lit up from his chest, and Ancient One used the power of the Eye of Agamotto (the Time Stone) to see into the long river of time and see who did all this.

But she failed.

The violent and destructive power erased the traces of time here, and vaguely, she only saw a figure that looked like a god and a demon.

Like a god, because the power of this back is beyond Gu Yi's imagination. Even the trinity of Emperor Weishan cannot match one ten thousandth of the power emitted by this back.

It looks like a demon because the power emitted by this figure is full of violent, destructive and other attributes, as if the infinite world is in front of him, like a bubble, which can be shattered with one blow.

"I hope the owner of this power is someone who upholds justice."

Ancient One restrained the power of the Eye of Agamotto, sweat seeping from her skin: "Otherwise, the entire multiverse will face catastrophe!"

With a sigh, Ancient One opened the portal and returned to Karma Taj. This time period is now the time when Karma Taj recruits apprentices, and she still has a lot to do.

...

after one day.

After a night's rest, Zhang Yang got up after recovering a little and took a taxi to the Jagannath Temple in the city center.

After more than three hours of driving to the city center, Zhang Yang looked at the bustling crowd, got off the car decisively, and walked to the Jagannath Temple.

Looking at the long queue, he felt worried about whether he could sign up.

Time passed bit by bit, and when the sun moved from high in the sky to the west, leaving only a blush, it was finally the turn to show off.

After filling in his name and being told to come at eight o'clock the next morning to take the qualification test, Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After finding a hotel that looked pretty good, and having a delicious meal of local food, Zhang Yang turned on his computer and started searching for what preparations he needed to make for tomorrow's qualification test.

Through Google, Zhang Yang learned that the test was divided into two parts.

First, it is a written test, and the content of each assessment is different, and only the masters responsible for the assessment know it.

The second is a mental power test. Mental power is input into the crystal ball for testing. After sensing the mental energy, the crystal ball will emit light of different colors, symbolizing different levels of talent.

From low to high, they are: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, with red being the lowest and purple being the highest.

It is rumored that there is a color higher than purple, but few people have seen it.

As long as your spiritual power reaches orange, you will have the opportunity to join Kama Taj and become a glorious mage apprentice.

And as long as the mental power reaches green, you can be exempted from the written test and join Kama Taj directly.

After passing the qualification test, I heard that there is another assessment, but no one knows about it except those mage apprentices who have been admitted.

After understanding this, Zhang Yang washed and slept peacefully, replenishing his energy to prepare for tomorrow's assessment.

...

the next day.

Zhang Yang got up at around 7 o'clock, came to the north gate of Jagannath Temple, and started queuing up.

The test was very fast, and some people who passed it jumped up excitedly, and then happily went to the White Tower in the west to take the written test.

Some failed, feeling depressed and lost, leaving here like zombies.

There are many things in the world, but this is the case.

"Chu Yang!"

The mage in charge of the assessment read the name of a person, a young man in front of Zhang Yang. He stepped forward and started the mental test.

"Concentrate and look at the crystal ball in front of you."

The mage repeated what he had said countless times without any impatience, guiding the young man named "Chu Yang" to conduct the test.

The crystal ball gradually began to glow, transitioning from red to orange, and finally entered yellow reluctantly.

"Fifth level mental strength, qualified."

After the mage announced the results loudly, he pointed to the White Tower next to him: "Go to the White Tower to take the written test."

Chu Yang happily bowed to the assessment mage, took the wooden sign representing passing, and headed to the White Tower to take the written examination.

People around him showed envy at Chu Yang's back. They all knew that if he passed the written examination, he would become a distinguished mage apprentice. After graduation, even if he could not stay in Kama Taj to continue his studies, he would become a local For saints, the quality of life will be greatly improved.

"Zhang Yang."

Next, the assessment mage read Zhang Yang's name.

Still giving guidance in a gentle voice, without any ink in the publicity, he was focused and staring at the crystal ball.

Perhaps because of concentration, the ocean-like magic power in his body moved slightly, and a drop of rice-like magic power was released.

The crystal ball began to change colors rapidly.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, purple...all the way to deep purple.

People around him had never seen such a being before, and they were all stunned. Even the mage in charge of the assessment was shocked.

When he joined Karma Taj, he only had green mental power, and it has only been upgraded to cyan now... And now this young man is already dark purple, but he hasn't stopped yet? !

Finally, the purple color became darker and darker, and finally the crystal ball seemed to be unable to bear it, flashed through a colorful black queen, and exploded...

Yes, it exploded...

Fortunately, the mage who was conducting the assessment reacted quickly and quickly created a golden cover to block all the glass shards. Otherwise, except for Zhang Yang who had magic protection, everyone else might have been injured.

This scene completely shocked everyone.

Another mage in charge of the assessment looked at Zhang Yang blankly and murmured: "Even the Temple Mage...their mental power cannot make the crystal ball explode...His mental power has surpassed the Temple Mage!" "

This mage happened to be Karma Taj in charge of logistics, and he knew very well what the crystal ball could bear.

Temple Mage.

The upper limit of mental power that the crystal ball can bear is the Temple Mage.

The spiritual talent that surpassed Deep Purple, surpassed the spiritual power of the temple mage... The two mages in charge of the assessment looked at Zhang Yang as if they were monsters.

You must know that the strength of every Temple Mage is unfathomable. For example, Black Dwarf, one of the Four Black Generals under Purple Potato Spirit, was thrown to the North Pole by the Temple Mage King and his arm was cut off.

Even if the king represents the upper limit of the temple mage, the strength of other temple mages will not be much weaker than him!

"You... are qualified."

The mage in charge of the assessment moved his lips, took out a black wooden sign, and handed it to Zhang Yang: "Take this wooden sign and go to the right door to register."

"Thank you."

Zhang Yang thanked him politely, and walked towards the door on the right, entering the interior of the White Tower, amidst the shocked and envious eyes of others.

"He hasn't even entered Kama Taj yet, but he already has spiritual power that surpasses that of the Temple Mage... Is he a monster?"

"There appeared... the rumored spiritual talent that transcends deep purple... It turns out that there really is colorful black in the world!"

"Master of the Temple...I heard the saints say that that is the realm they have dreamed of for a long time."

"..."

There were vague comments from the outside world, but Zhang Yang acted very calmly and walked steadily towards the registration office step by step.

Ever since he knew what this world was like, he understood a truth.

Strength represents everything.

Only with strength can you control your own destiny, survive the fatal snap of fingers, or even prevent the fatal snap of fingers.

With strength, he will no longer be afraid of the alien hiding in Texas, even if he seems harmless, or even too kind.

With strength, he can do what he wants to do and gain true freedom.

Now, he has a foundation. As long as he can perfectly control his power, even if he cannot fully exert it, he will have the strength to protect himself during this period.

While thinking, Zhang Yang's aura changed step by step.

From looseness at the beginning, to solidification, and then to determination... He is now on the path to control his own destiny.

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