Superman

In his opinion, only a very few people can pose a threat to himself.

For example, old friend Mordo!

"I hope you don't run into me, otherwise"

Casillas gave a low chuckle of unknown meaning, put on his hood, and walked out of the dark alley.

Chapter 245? The bald head has always been a symbol of the strong

Not long after Casillas left the Doorless Bar, the Supreme Mage chose a successor. The news spread across the entire magic world in an instant like wings.

This is equivalent to the CEO of the world's top companies preparing to retire, not planning to find suitable people from the management, but openly recruiting from the outside world.

All of a sudden, there was a sensation.

Regardless of whether it is true or false for the time being, its allure alone is enough to make people crazy.

But anyone who has a little understanding of the magic world, and has heard of the three sanctuaries and Karma Taj's mages, they are all eager to try, as if seeing an unprecedented precious opportunity.

Regardless of ability or qualification.

Anyway, you won't suffer a loss if you try it, so most people hold the fluke mentality of "what if they are selected", and look forward to the start of the battle for the supreme mage.

This is like buying a lottery. Before the draw, no one can be completely sure that they have won or not won.

For outsiders who don't know the inside story and don't have the power to manipulate.

The final result, like the poor cat in Schrödinger's box, remains forever unknown.

So, when the news was detonated.

Even those third-rate mages who are at the bottom, only learned some gypsy divination techniques, and rely on pretending to be gods to make a living.

They are all gearing up, as if they can't wait to show off their skills, get the approval of Emperor Weishan, become the supreme mage, and reach the pinnacle of life

Recently, the best-selling public magic book is no longer a mage study guide: getting started in three years, success in five years, how mages are made, mages, devils and dogs, etc. have the color of success, or A bestseller of stories.

Instead, it became, The Summoning Ceremony: The Stories Mephisto and I Have to Tell, You Can Teach Yourself Witchcraft, Making a Deal with the Devil, and One Hundred Precautions.

These titles look very bluffing, and most of the contents are not nutritious books.

What they have in common is that they all have a gimmick of "crash" and "shortcut".

It seems that as long as you read it, three days of high-level, five days of legend, within a week, you can beat the dimension demon god.

It's a pity that, as Luke said, there are no quick shortcuts to the mage's path, and the comparison is not included in the discussion.

Those guys who always think about going to the sky in one step often end up being the professional liar devils who harvest souls cheaply.

Of course, there are also a very small number of European emperors who have stepped on shit, and there is no one in a million.

For example, Dormammu in the Dark Dimension.

This guy was just an obscure wizard who discovered the dark dimension by accident.

By accident, he became the ruler of it.

After this past was spread, a large group of mages were keen to take risks in strange dimensional worlds, and at the same time greatly enriched the recipes and appetites of alien dimensional creatures.

All in all, the battle for the supreme mage is about to begin.

As soon as this amazing news was released, it firmly attracted a lot of attention and enthusiasm.

Many planets outside the earth have received messages, those who opened the market, those who placed bets, those who are waiting, and those who analyze the final winner

All kinds of good people came out to join in the fun and participated in this grand event in different ways.

As the focus of attention, Karma Taj remained silent as always, neither issued a statement nor took any action.

"Old Wang, do you have any tips for growing hair? I feel like my hair is falling out so fast recently."

Strange scratched the back of his head, with strands of sparse hair intertwined between his fingers.

As a doctor, he considers himself to be healthy, eat a reasonable diet, and never stay up late.

She sleeps eight hours a day and does active exercise. There is no genetic history of baldness or baldness in her family.

Hair loss is impossible!

Could it be that you have been under too much pressure recently?

"If I had, how would it look like now?"

Lao Wang felt offended and said sullenly.

His shiny bald head is very obvious in the sunlight.

"I just think that you Orientals may have some unusual but effective little tricks in everything."

Strange sneered.

He is a little worried about himself, that people are extremely intelligent in middle age, or that they surround the Central Mediterranean with hairstyles.

Wouldn't that damage the image?

Before coming to Karma Taj, Strange was at least a low-profile version of Tony Stark, an unruly prodigal son in love.

If you become bald, then you really can only become a monk in this life.

"I suggest you ask, that Superman. He has always known everything, and he is a big boss who can chat and laugh with Master Ancient One."

The old Wang looked at Strange, who was wearing heavy armor and walking like flying, and felt the magic of Luke.

After nearly a week of hard training, Strange, who was originally a little thin, became even more burly, with strong muscles protruding like hills on his arms.

In appearance, it looks like an Asgardian berserker.

Just two days ago, during Karma Taj's daily training class, Strange beat a mid-level mage with his bare hands until his face was covered with flowers, and he fell to the ground.

However, the opponent's several spells failed to penetrate the defense of the special heavy armor.

Such achievements undoubtedly gave Strange great confidence, and further prompted him to continue running wildly on the unknown road of "melee mage".

It also shows that the training conducted by Superman is indeed effective.

"What? Hair loss?"

A few minutes later, Luke, who was staying in the room and playing games online with Sol, was a little surprised.

He glanced at Strange in front of him, thinking to himself: Could it be that the other party is really going to become a one-punch mage?

"Ahem, that, Stephen, have you read the Old Testament?"

Feeling Strange's fiery gaze, Luke cleared his throat and asked.

"Uh, no. I'm not a religious person, and I don't know much about it."

Strange shook his head. He used to firmly believe in Franklin, that is, banknotes, but now he believes in the trinity of Visandi.

None of them have anything to do with God.

"Well, there is a record in the Old Testament that Eliza was a Hebrew prophet."

"One day, he was walking on the road, and a group of naughty kids laughed at his baldness."

"Therefore, Eliza secretly cursed these children in the name of the Lord, and suddenly two female bears ran out of the woods and bit the children to death."

"Tell me, Stephen, what did you learn from this story?"

Hearing the question, Strange was puzzled and puzzled at first.

Then, after thinking about it carefully, it seemed like a sudden realization.

"You mean to say that maliciously slandering others is actually a sin and will be punished?"

He replied.

"Wrong. I meant to say that Eliza was ridiculed by children for being bald, but the Lord didn't solve that problem for him, but the people who laughed at her."

Luke looked serious and interpreted it seriously.

"This proves that even the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord cannot save baldness."

""

Strange was speechless.

"I'm not bald yet."

He muttered.

Luke glanced at the increasingly thinning hair, and said in a sympathetic tone, "Strange, it will happen sooner or later."

"so what should I do?"

Strange suddenly panicked.

When people reach middle age, increasing age and losing hair are simply two inevitable pains.

"Well, if you can't refuse, then try to accept."

Luke shrugged and encouraged: "The bald head is a symbol of the strong. Let me ask you, Strange, does the Ancient One have hair?"

The latter shook his head.

"Does the first supreme mage, Agamuda, have hair?"

The latter continued to shake his head.

"That's right. Anyone who wants to become a supreme mage must pay a painful price. Perhaps hair is one of them."

Seeing Luke's swearing, Strange was dubious.

On the one hand, reason told him that being a supreme mage might have nothing to do with whether he was bald or not.

But on the other hand, thinking of the previous two generations, and thinking about my own hair loss, I feel a little hopeful in my heart.

What if, this is some kind of revelation?

Master Gu Yi once said that he is a destined person.

Could it be that I am enduring the pain of walking on the path of the supreme mage?

"Steven, put your worries about baldness aside, it's time for us to go to New York."

Luke patted the other person on the shoulder, ignoring the entangled psychology of this guy who abandoned medicine and law.

"Two days later, the first introductory match will begin."

"It's time for us to rush to the battlefield and get ready."

Strange froze for a moment, then asked back, "New York?"

"Yes."

The corner of Luke's mouth curled up, and he smiled lightly, "Congratulations, Stephen, you are back to the original starting point."

2Chapter 16 Lonely Ex-Girlfriend, Met My Sister by Occasion

New York has always been a big city full of disasters.

Apart from Washington DC, where the White House is located, there is probably only Tokyo with neon lights that can be compared with it.

Even without the Chitauri invasion in the cinematic universe.

In the New York of this world, there are still many catastrophes on the world level.

For example, the Hulk World War a few years ago.

It almost caused the Avengers to mobilize all their strength, and then barely subdued the angry and irrational Hulk to stop the catastrophe in the real estate and insurance industries.

For another example, the civil war that happened a long time ago was the feud between Iron Man and Captain Marvel.

The two clashed and fought, nearly razing Manhattan to the ground.

Ordinary days, not to mention.

Hell's kitchen street hero, gangster clash.

The old opponent of Spider-Man, the sinister six composed of Doctor Octopus, Green Goblin and Venom.

And so on, to name a few.

Compared with the studio next door, the city is different and the style is different.