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Mage Tower of Morsonas, Level 7, Dome Hall.

When Li Xun comes to this place again, it is a sign that a new competition is about to begin.

After two days of sixth-place competition, the lucky array mage once again managed to defeat many opponents and climb from the lower bracket to the final round. And the Zolager that Li Xun is "familiar with" did not be able to enter this round smoothly.

When the six high-ranking mages with their own characteristics walked onto the central platform of the Dome, there was a long applause in the room.

Today's battle is a long-awaited melee, and it is also the most critical last. Unlike the previous single-player battles, this last one is a melee mission competition mode.

Glancing around at the many mages with different expressions in the field, a wry smile flowed from the corner of Li Xun's mouth. This round of magic competition originally had a variety of modes to choose from, and each tournament was randomly drawn. But I really didn't expect that this year's edition would draw such a task competition mode, and it seems that the collision with that Semir mage will be advanced.

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The vertigo of the teleportation flickered, and as the chaotic patches of color faded from perception, the surrounding scene rejoined the perception of the panorama.

A howling cold wind blew overhead, and the chill to the bones made the young mage shiver. The sprinkling of snowflakes shrouded the surrounding horizon, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a white and vast world of ice and snow.

Long black hair fluttered casually behind his head, and a simple and exquisite magic crown pressed against his forehead. Illuminated by the flowing glow of magic, the black-haired, black-eyed young mage scanned the world with a solemn face. And the snowflakes falling from the sky hovered three feet away from him under the repulsion of the magical force field, and disappeared into the vast world of ice and snow in a whirl.

Beneath your feet is soft snow, and your thin, warm mocskin boots creak when you step on them. The feeling transmitted back from the soles of the feet is soft and hard, and there should be a solid glacier under the thin layer of snow, and it is this eternal 10,000-year-old glacier that carries this piece of heaven and earth, and gives this world the meaning of ice and snow.

The young mage stretched out his right hand, and the ornate sleeved robe covered with rune lines slid down gently, allowing the cold snowflakes to fall on his hand. As the sparkling snow melted into his palms, a slight chill brought a bit of clarity to his mind and made him feel the reality of the world in front of him even more.

This is a world of ice and snow, and it is a magical half-plane that can circulate itself.

To be honest, the young mage really had the slightest impulse to put aside all the interference of external objects and study the real world seriously and quietly.

But this indulgence lasted only a second, and it disappeared like that snowflake.

The young mage frowned and took in the terrain around him, and after a brief comparison with the map in his mind, he determined his location.

This ice and snow world is not small, seriously speaking, it has reached a radius of nearly 100 miles, including both extremely cold ice peaks up to 1,000 meters, ice waterfalls and snow fields, and deep mountains and valleys. For a mortal, it's a great place to explore Range Rover, but for a mage, the traces of magical transformation are too obvious, and all kinds of man-made landscapes abound.

It's a pity that today he didn't come for sightseeing, but in the middle of the field. There are three different items placed in this ice world, each corresponding to a level of the top three. Whoever wants to win the corresponding position must compete with others for the control of that item.

The golden scepter representing the first place is placed on the highest glacier, the second place Star Sea Compass is placed in a Great Rift Valley, and the third place crystal ball is deep in the snowfield.

The three items are located in three places, and anyone who gets one of them and activates it with mental power can directly teleport out of the field and get the rank after three minutes. From this point of analysis, the crystal ball representing the third place should be the most competitive item, on the contrary, the golden scepter of the first place dare not be fought for, because it is very likely to meet the inevitable Semir Mage.

Of course, this is the basic idea of a normal mage, but for Li Xun, he would never dare to think so. Because he knew very well that the real goal of that Semir mage should be himself, not the first place in Raushzi. But he couldn't figure out how that Semir mage was going to find him?

There are three possibilities here, is that Semir mage so sure that he will definitely fight for the golden scepter? The reward for first place was indeed coveted by the young mage, but he didn't mind changing his goal on the fly if the chase could endanger his own life.

Li Xun walked slowly on the soft snow, bowing his head and groaning repeatedly. He had a hunch that no matter which target he chose, he would not be able to change the trend of today's battle. The other party must have been fully prepared, and will think of ways to force himself to take the initiative to show up.

Thinking about it, Li Xun no longer hesitated, looked up at the majestic ice peak in the distant sky, half-hidden in the ethereal clouds, and a touch of coldness flashed on his resolute face. Once he had gathered his gear and covered the crown of dragon's teeth with a wide hood over his head, the young mage's figure in the snow began to blur. As a gust of wind blew, snow powder fluttered all over the sky, and the whole figure disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a light "huh" suddenly sounded in the domed hall. Just now, one of the six light screens lined up on the central platform suddenly became empty, and the figure of the contestant was lost.

Master Wen of Bai, who was in charge of presiding over the game, also frowned slightly, his eyes slowly swept over, and a high-level mage in a blue robe on his side immediately stood up and trotted to the water mirror to find out the reason.

These half-planes are all carefully prepared venues by the Mage Guild, and the six contestants have also left their personal breath and soul imprints before entering, so they can be traced by these set magic water mirrors at a glance. But just now, one of the contestants inexplicably disappeared from the magic water mirror, this kind of strange thing has never happened before, and he can't help but worry about it.

But before the high-level mage in charge of tracking the event walked to the platform, another exclamation was heard, and the discussion in the hall behind him suddenly became louder.

When the high-level mage raised his head in shock, he realized that another light screen had lost the figure of the contestant.

What's going on? How could such a thing happen one after another?

This is their half-plane, and every grass, tree, stone, and snowflake in it is under the control of the core of the plane. After any outsider is recorded with their personal breath and soul imprint, even if they cast invisibility spells and transformation spells, they will not be able to escape the breath sensing of the plane core, and their every move will be displayed on the light screen in real time.

But now it's only been less than 2 minutes since the start of the race, and as soon as the six contestants were teleported into the ice and snow world, two of them disappeared on the screen, which ......

It can't be a sudden death, right? Only in this way can it be possible to completely extinguish the personal breath. Can...... But even if he died, his soul couldn't have dissipated so quickly! As long as there is a trace of his soul left, it should be captured by the plane core.

The more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and the blue-robed high-level mage grabbed the light screen in a few steps and immediately started the spell casting check. After the continuous disturbance, cold sweat also broke out on his forehead. One qiē is normal. Whether it was the communication between the magic water mirror and the plane core, or the operation of the plane core, they were all right, but they couldn't track the two contestants.

When he reported this paradoxical situation to Master Wen of Bai, he only got a slight jaw from the other party quietly.

Seeing this, the mages in the hall immediately understood that it was not the operation of the magic circle that was wrong, but that the two contestants had used some kind of means to truly and completely shield their breath from leaking. For a moment, the slight fluctuations of psychic communication and magic whispers in the hall suddenly intensified. Everyone silently communicated warmly with their close friends, and there was a hint of complexity in their eyes when they looked up at the light screen.

If they were not mistaken, the first one to lose a trace was the treacherous Semir mage, and the other turned out to be the young summoner who was only level 11. There are two magic freaks at the same time in a spell competition, which is ...... This is the first time in history.

However, this also indicates that this year's spell competition, the high-level mage group is bound to cause a sensation.

At the moment when the mood of the mages was agitated, there was a middle-aged high-level mage with a gloomy face in the corner of the hall with an almost crazy jealous light flashing in his eyes. The higher the praise of the young mage in the hall, the more gloomy his face became, and he even whispered the most vicious curse uncontrollably.

If the young mage was present, he would have recognized the high-ranking mage as Sassoval, who was the first to be trampled by. It's a pity that he really doesn't have the mood to care about the unwilling barking of these defeated dogs now, because he has also fallen into an unprecedented big trouble.

When Li Xun walked with a leisurely pace, covered his whole body with the panorama, and incorporated all his personal breath into the inner circulation of the panorama, in a sense, he was invisible under all the monitoring spells. Except for being directly seen by the naked eye, any spell that targets the monitoring of personal breath, soul imprints, and mana distribution will be invalidated against him.

When he tried to take a few steps forward and refracted the light as well, even the last flaw disappeared. He was completely shrouded in his own original small world, isolated from the possibility of prying eyes from the outside world.

And at this moment, he was on his way to that strange ice peak.

According to Li Xun's speculation, the three soy sauce parties would definitely rush to the crystal ball representing the third place, because only there could they avoid the three young perverts.

The only thing that can't be realistically grasped now is the dynamics of Semir and Catherine. With Catherine's temperament, 80% of them will rush to the ice peak and fight that shameless guy again. Of course, there is also a 20% chance that it will turn to the Xinghai Compass, which represents the second place.

The path of the mage is long and short, and the successful can stand proudly on a lonely peak overlooking the world, while the loser can only leave a pile of white bones, weathered in some nameless corner. If Catherine really made the second choice, then Li Xun really wanted to give her a thumbs up and a good shout for her wisdom and forbearance.

However, before he could make a decision, a thick red glow had already appeared halfway up the waist of the towering ice peak in the distance, as if a thin scorching sun was rising in the layers of mist.

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