The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Under the dim candlelight, Gerlin sat quietly at the table in the corner, holding an ancient magic scroll in his hand. His eyes were firm, as if he was communicating with every character in the scroll. The atmosphere of the competition was tense and fierce. Under the gaze of the mages, the other apprentices gathered in the center of the arena, all of them rubbing their hands, ready to show their abilities.

"Gerlin, are you still reading that scroll?" A soft and slightly teasing voice came. Alyssa came over. She was Gerlin's friend and rival. Her long black hair and bright blue eyes made her stand out in the crowd.

"I don't want to make a fool of myself in the competition," Gerling said, looking up, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes. He held the scroll tightly, as if relying on it to inject confidence into himself.

"Making a fool of yourself? Are you kidding?" Alyssa chuckled. "You are the most promising wizard I have ever seen. Don't let those ancient things always constrain you. Trust your intuition, Gerlin, you can do it."

"No, I can't take the risk." He sighed and his voice became low. "There are too many strong opponents in this competition, and I am just a fledgling apprentice."

Alyssa looked serious, leaned over, and said softly: "Listen, Gerlin. Competition is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and skills. We have a lot of experience to learn from, so we must ensure that our opponents do not see through our weaknesses. You just need to believe in your ability and show your style."

Gerlin was slightly stunned, and the uneasiness in his heart was swept away by her words. He raised his eyes and saw that Alyssa's expression was full of encouragement and trust, and a warm current seemed to surge in his heart.

“Thank you, Alyssa,” he replied softly, “I’ll try to relax myself.”

As time went by, apprentices walked onto the arena one by one and performed their magic. Alyssa stood by and watched every battle scene intently.

"Look at that, Harris, his elemental manipulation is amazing." Alyssa pointed at the arena and whispered excitedly, "He manipulated that fire element into the shape of a dragon. It's amazing!"

Gerling smiled bitterly: "But his movements are too exaggerated, so it is inevitable that he will reveal his flaws."

“Maybe, but he controls the atmosphere.” Alyssa smiled slightly and continued to watch the game, her eyes flashing with fiery enthusiasm.

When it was Gerlin's turn, his heart was beating like a drum, and many tense scenes flashed through his mind. He stood up trembling, as if he was fighting against the fear of the unknown with every step. When he walked onto the arena, he could feel the gazes of the audience, including those calm and authoritative mages, and he couldn't help but feel a little timid.

"Gerlin, you can do it!" Alyssa shouted loudly from the audience, her voice like a ray of sunshine that penetrated the haze in his heart.

Following the referee's instructions, Gerling took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions. He closed his eyes slightly, recalled his past practice and his master's teachings, and tried to put all the tension behind him. In front of him was a more powerful opponent than him, Thomas, an apprentice famous for his iron magic.

"Are you ready, little guy?" Thomas said with a mocking smile, "Be careful when facing me, or I can burn you to ashes with just one breath of fire."

"You are too confident," Gellin responded calmly, determined not to be disturbed by the other party's provocation. A fighting spirit ignited in his heart, "I will let you see what real magic is!"

With the referee's whistle, the game officially began. Thomas used the flames to condense into a huge fireball and rushed towards Gerlin. He then used defensive magic, and the air flashed with blue light, forming a transparent barrier to resist the attack of the fireball.

“Keep going, come on!” Alyssa shouted from the audience, the worry on her face seemed to have turned into anticipation.

"You can actually block my flames?" Thomas was slightly surprised, his face turned gloomy, and then he changed his strategy. His hands quickly changed, summoning several flaming swords, pointing directly at Gerlin.

"Too slow!" Gellin shouted, pushing his hands forward. He could feel a surge of power he had never felt before, as if he was talking to a magical spirit. His spell sounded like thunder, emitting a dazzling light, and instantly turned into a huge beam of light, hitting Thomas.

In the arena, the audience exclaimed, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. The beam of light collided with the flaming sword, making a deafening noise, like thunder and lightning. The two formed a shock wave in an instant, forcing the surrounding apprentices and audience to retreat.

Gellin felt dizzy and his heart tightened. He tried to stay focused and not let his opponent's momentum overwhelm him. The instant confrontation made him realize a sense of power he had never experienced before, and the final victory seemed to be beckoning to him.

"Do it again!" Thomas gritted his teeth, controlled his flames, and tried to launch a stronger attack.

"Don't think it's that simple!" Gerlin raised the magic wand in his hand and shouted. The light in his hand gathered again, quickly forming a dazzling ball of light, rushing towards Thomas.

This time, he showed no mercy. The ball of light drew a graceful arc in the air and accurately hit Thomas's flaming sword, shattering it. The flames turned into a dazzling flame flower that showered all around.

At this moment, Gerling's confidence reached its peak, and an irrepressible passion ignited in his heart. At this moment, he understood the true meaning of magic - not only skills and power, but also inner courage and persistence.

"You... damn it!" Thomas' face showed anger, and he gathered more powerful flames at his fingertips, but was interrupted by a ray of light from Gerlin.

"This game is over!" Gerling whispered to himself, and the energy in his hand flew towards Thomas, eventually knocking him to the ground.

In the silence, the audience came back to their senses and then burst into warm applause and cheers. Alyssa shouted excitedly: "Gerlin, you are awesome!"

Gerling walked off the stage slowly, his heart filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment. Looking at Alyssa's excited eyes, he understood that this game was not only a personal victory, but also the self-redemption that he had never dared to pursue.

"I...did it." He whispered, tears of disbelief in his eyes, his heart filled with longing and desire for the future. On the path of a wizard, Gerlin finally found a bright path of his own.