Reincarnation: The Soul of Dashul

In the secret realm of the Ancient Tree of Life, the second magic competition of this Magic Conference - the cat and mouse game - was over, and the score screen lit up. Some of the spectators sighed in frustration, some had shining eyes, and some were shocked.

The Dark Messenger of the Mount Everest School of Magic discovered the unspoken rules of the cat-and-mouse game. He single-handedly broke the scoring symbols of five cat team players in succession, and covered his teammates to capture the flag and score points. In the end, he turned the tide against the odds and performed extremely well.

The teams ranked first to third in team points are Annapurna Academy of Magic with 16 points, Everest Academy of Magic with 15 points, and K2 Academy of Magic with 10 points.

What shocked everyone was not only the strong comeback of the Everest School of Magic in the final round of the cat-and-mouse game, but also the fact that the Annapurna School of Magic, ranked only tenth in the country, actually led the entire competition and advanced easily.

The three members of the most promising Golden Tree Guard team were defeated by the same person. Even the magic weapons they brought in were damaged. They still failed to advance. It was really unbelievable.

"Isn't this the lure of the Demon Soul Ranking? All the higher academies are no longer willing to hide their shortcomings."

"God knows how many true geniuses and evildoers are lurking in the depths of the ten great academies..."

"Yes... these students who came out to participate in the discussion are all obvious geniuses, and there are also some dormant ones..."

"After this Magic Conference, the Demon Soul Ranking will be unveiled, and it will definitely usher in a golden age. This is the new era!"

"I wonder what the final discussion will be about. It must be carefully planned..."

"Except for the top three teams, all the other eliminated teams were teleported out by the Ancient Tree of Life. No one was injured..."

"Amazing... The Ancient Tree of Life is truly miraculous. It was able to easily dissolve such an exaggerated and terrifying magical attack."

"Also, according to the students who came out, their life furnaces were nourished by the Ancient Life Tree, and their cultivation levels have all improved to varying degrees..."

"That can be considered as a kind of encouragement and compensation for the many students who did not advance. The Ministry of Magic has done a good job in the aftermath."

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The second debate competition of the Magic Conference had just ended when the Plaza of Honor was in an uproar. All the eliminated teams were teleported out, and people from various academies rushed to greet them and ask about their well-being.

Although most teams failed, the magicians who entered the Ancient Tree of Life were not injured. Instead, they were deeply nourished by the energy of the Ancient Tree of Life and gained a rare opportunity.

Some magicians even broke through a small level of the magic realm, which was a pleasant surprise, so there was mostly noisy and lively sounds, and the negative emotions of being eliminated were diluted a lot.

There were also people in the audience who looked unhappy. Asmodeus, the captain of the Golden Tree Guard, still refused to believe that such a powerful team of his was eliminated by a magician.

He was wearing a temporary magic robe, and his golden tree armor was completely destroyed by Ledo's strange magic. Although his own injuries were completely healed by the energy of the ancient tree, the psychological damage could not be easily resolved in a short period of time.

"Asshole, if it weren't for the Ancient Tree Order, I would have torn you into pieces. This humiliation... I will definitely repay you a thousand times over. Just wait for it!"

Asmodeus' eyes were filled with resentment. He did not watch any longer and left the Square of Honor with the other two Golden Tree Guards, heading to the Royal Palace to report and apologize.

The atmosphere at the Magic Conference was extremely lively, and was not affected in the slightest by anyone's departure. There were still loud noises and cheers.

"The 236th Imperial Magic Convention, the final competition—the Battle of Heroes—has officially begun! The rules are as follows: Three teams of nine talented magicians will simultaneously take the stage and engage in a melee-style deathmatch..."

"The cultivation limit has been lifted. You can use magical weapons of level eight or below. When you suffer irreversible fatal injuries, one-third of the scoring symbols will shatter, and the person who breaks them will receive five points. After suffering three fatal injuries, all the scoring symbols will shatter, and the contestant will be eliminated..."

At this time, Minister Robert in the center of the Square of Honor announced that the final debate competition was about to begin, and explained the content and rules in detail. The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone was listening carefully.

"In this discussion competition, both team and individual points will be counted from zero. There is no minimum score, and teams cannot steal points from each other. The deathmatch ends when only one person or team remains..."

"The academy with the highest team points will be declared the champion of this Magic Convention. The top three magicians in terms of individual points will be exempted from assessment and directly placed in the eighth, ninth, and tenth positions on the Magic Soul Ranking, becoming the first generation of Dashur Souls!"

Minister Robert adjusted his frameless glasses and briefly explained the rules of the third magic competition. He then turned around and left gracefully, returning to his seat at the Ministry of Magic, waiting for the competition to begin.

The nine magicians in the Ancient Tree of Life were teleported to a square arena made of jade. Complex magical patterns flowed underneath, releasing a soft and gentle glow.

The competition arena is huge, many times larger than the Ministry of Magic's Square of Honor. It looks boundless, and the contestants have a lot of room to perform.

The players of the three teams were divided into three groups, all nourished by the energy of the ancient tree. Their physical injuries had healed, their physical strength, energy and magic power had returned to their peak state, and the restrictions on their magic realm had also been lifted.

Among the nine people, the one with the lowest magic level is Ledo, who is only a high-level third-level magician, while the ones with the highest levels are Gabbard from Chogori Magic Academy and Ricky from Annapurna Magic Academy, both of whom are junior second-level magicians with extraordinary strength.

The rest of the contestants are almost all at the level of a beginner first-level magician, but they have different magic specializations and their abilities in actual combat vary, which is relatively fair.

But as soon as the rules were announced, everyone watching felt that it was unfair for the Dark Messenger of the Everest Magic Academy. According to the estimation of magic realm, the Everest Magic Academy was currently the weakest team and would most likely be killed instantly by the concentrated fire of the other two teams.

Although Ledo's performance in the first and second matches was very impressive, and he even made use of the ancient tree order to become invincible in the same realm and turned the tide with thunderous means, but that was, after all, the borrowed strength of a magician. Now that he has recovered to the realm of a magician, it is a world of difference from before.

As expected, the people from K2 Magic Academy and Annapurna Magic Academy looked at each other, and almost at the same time, they raised their magic weapons and rushed towards the weak point in the field - Everest Magic Academy, hoping to score first.