The most powerful wizard in the magic world

However, as night fell, he finally decided not to dwell on his sadness. Looking ahead, the empty future seemed to be calling him, and he had to prepare for the upcoming bloodbath.

"I can't go on like this." Gerling stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the dark forest below. His voice was low but firm. "This struggle is not only about my destiny, but also about my beliefs."

As he finished speaking, a familiar figure came from behind him. It was his old friend Ryan, with dark complexion and a ponytail tied up casually. The smile never left his face, but at this moment, he could not hide his worry: "Gerlin, what are you thinking? You can't take the risk. That blood fight is not a joke."

Gellin turned around, his eyes as firm as a knife: "Ryan, I can't just sit there and wait for death. We are in a desperate situation, and only by becoming stronger can we turn our fate around. I hope you will be with me, help me train, and defeat future enemies."

Ryan frowned and approached him, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: "I know what you want to do, but do you understand how dangerous it will be? It is unknown whether we can survive this bloody battle. And if you are not determined, it will be even more difficult for you to win."

"I will stand firm," Gerling said, his tone full of strength. "Even if you don't believe in me, I will become a stronger person."

Ryan was silent for a while, but finally sighed and nodded without objecting: "Okay, I'll stay with you. We just need to find a suitable training ground to bring your strength to the next level."

The two walked down the mountain together, through the dark tree-lined path, and headed for the familiar training ground. This secluded place, with almost no outsiders disturbing it, was exactly the ideal place for training in Gerling's mind.

The training ground was nothing special, just a cleared space surrounded by tall trees. The sun shone through the leaves, creating a few spots of light and shadow on the ground. When the two arrived at their destination, Ryan glanced around and called for Gerling to start.

"First, let's practice the basics." He mentioned the sword in his hand, his eyes sparkling, "Your foundation is too weak, you have to start with the simplest stance."

"I've been through countless battles, Ryan, do you really think this will help?" Garlin was skeptical.

"Of course!" Ryan said solemnly, "Basics are the foundation of any powerful force. You must master the correct stance to be able to adapt to the situation in battle. Come on, do it with me."

Under the sunshine, the two began to practice again and again, sometimes swinging swords, sometimes changing positions. Ryan never relaxed his demands on Gerling, and at one point, he even exploded in anger: "Gerling! Your heart is not here. A relaxed mentality will only cause you to suffer heavy losses in battle!"

Sweat dripped down Garlin's forehead, and he looked a little tired, but more like a feeling of being infected by the boiling blood. He kept adjusting his own rhythm, trying to grasp every word of Ryan's teaching.

"Stand still!" Ryan reminded again. Although his tone was stern, it also showed a hint of concern. "Imagine the enemy's attack and think of ways to deal with it in advance."

After several hours of training, the sun gradually set, and the colorful clouds in the sky reflected the figures of the two. Gelling finally stopped and said to Ryan breathlessly: "I understand that basic training is not redundant. It makes me realize my limitations."

Ryan nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "This is what I want you to learn from this. Gerlin, you will face more powerful enemies in the future. Only perseverance can help you win."

"I'll remember this." Gerling took a deep breath, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and a fire ignited in his heart. "Tomorrow, I will continue to work hard and will not let anyone down."

Their training lasted for several days, and with constant practice, Gerlin's strength gradually improved. His swordsmanship became more flexible, and his eyes became sharper. With Ryan's company, they established a deeper friendship and trust.

One morning, the sun shone through the quiet forest into the training ground, and Gerling and Ryan started another day of training. Just as they were concentrating on the action, a sudden sound really startled them.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A deep voice came from behind.

The two turned around and saw a tall figure. This was Dale, a hooligans who often hang around in the town. He was surrounded by twos and threes of his buddies, looking cunning.

"We are in training." Gerling stood up straight involuntarily and responded in a cold tone.

"Training?" Dell seemed to have heard a huge joke. "I don't understand people like you. Do you think that looking strong means you have strength?"

Ryan took a step forward and immediately put Gerling behind him, with a provocative look in his eyes: "Dale, this is not the place for you to cause trouble."

Dale looked down at Ryan, a mocking smile on his face, "Yo, you have a friend to help you. But do you know how much he can help you? With your foundation, you can defeat any enemy? It's ridiculous."

Gellin was furious, but he knew that this was not the right time for a conflict. He tried to stay calm and try to calm the dispute: "Dale, I don't want to argue with you. Training is my business, not yours."

"Hmph, boring." Dale curled his lips in disdain, his eyes flickering, "But I have heard about the bloody fight you are about to participate in. I think this fight will be very interesting. If you lose, you have to make us happy for a while."

"Just because of what you said, I have the final say." Gerling finally couldn't help but took a step forward, his voice firm and meaningful, "I will never give you the chance to laugh at me."

Dale sneered, turned around and left: "It's up to you. This upcoming struggle may become a turning point in your destiny."

Seeing them leave, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Gerling, his eyes full of concern: "Are you okay?"