From the end of the branch, new branches begin to grow, fall to the ground, form a root system again, and grow into a large tree again. At the end of the branches of the big tree, branches grew again, and so on, and soon, a dense forest of connected trees spread around the mother tree.

Where the branches of the trees landed, the earth felt green, and the dry brown-yellow earth began to moisten and fertle, and small grasses sprouted from it, burrowing out the soil, absorbing nutrients, and growing into patches of thick blanket greenery. Wildflowers bloom on it, and more varieties of plants begin to flourish.

As everyone watched in amazement, the giant tree in the middle continued to grow upward, above their heads, above the other trees in the Dark Forest, and above the clouds.

They could barely see the tops of the tall trees when they looked up, and the umbrella-like canopy, which spread out thickly, shaded the sun and cast great shadows that gradually spread to the feet of the people, drowning their chests, until each of them was covered with a cool shade from the shade on their foreheads.

Their mouths were wide open, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The wasteland, which had been empty a moment before, had turned into a lush forest in the blink of an eye. When the central trunk was fully grown, the animals gathered curiously, and they left the low, gray, lifeless dark forest around them, as if they had discovered a new continent.

At this moment, Ling Xi's staff had been lifted from the ground, and his feet were already covered with green grass. After infusing the last shred of mana, beneath the tallest tree in the center, in front of the trunk as thick as a wall, two vines intertwined to form his throne.

As the king of the dark elves, Ling Xi not only has the unique magic of the dark elf clan such as enchantment and demon subjugation, but also has a natural magic that is different from the dark elves, that is-wood magic.

The towering giant tree in the swamps of the West Sea was transformed by his mana. With him gone, the tree, along with the surrounding woods, disappeared overnight. Now, they are once again reappearing in the world in a vigorous manner.

Ling Xi turned around and looked at the dark elf clansmen, his eyes were filled with memories of the past, a debt to Xiaoyu, and expectations for the future. His eyes were blazing, and he asked the tribesmen in a loud voice:

"Will you live here in peace, and will you follow me?"

The clansmen replied in unison, shouting like thunder:

"Yes! We are willing to follow you!

"Then I also promise you, for thousands of years, ten thousand years, until eternity, as long as there is a place where my Dark Elf King exists, there will always be your Dark Elf home! This place will be more prosperous, more powerful, and more invulnerable than any tribe, town, or country of any race!"

His gaze was firm and his voice was full of power. The hearts of the people were also stirred. Ah Duo and his younger brother Xiaolan clenched each other's hands vigorously, and their excitement was overflowing: "The dawn of our dark elf clan is coming!"

"Go and tell all the Dark Elves! I, the Dark Elf King, will re-protect this land and let it regain its former glory! All the Dark Elves gather here!"

The crowd cheered.

After returning to the Holy City, Black Feather and Ling Xiaotear still insisted on going to the core of the Twilight Forest every day to cultivate. In the blink of an eye, the vacation at the end of the first school year is over.

In the spring of the following year, the Academy of Magic officially opened, and Yi Xin also returned here from the Great Wall of the Border.

The night before the start of school, Black Feather and Ling Xiaotear returned from the Twilight Forest and walked to the gate of the Academy of Magic, stepping up the familiar steps, with the gurgling fountain in their ears, and looking up at the magnificent school gate and the majestic archangel statue in front of them.

Step by step, beside the open gate of the academy, leaned against a familiar blond-haired figure, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his head bowed with a pretended indifference.

As soon as he saw the black feather, he said:

"Bastard, school starts tomorrow, why are you back to school so late!"

This person is none other than Yi Xin. Although it was only a holiday, Hei Yu clearly saw the maturity after training from his face, and his eyebrows were even sharper than those that had been repeatedly polished by the border wind and sand.

Hei Yu was inexplicably happy in his heart, and walked a few steps to meet him, but before he could speak, he was scolded by Yi Xin.

Black Feather scratched his head.

"Didn't I go to cultivate? How do you know I'm coming back at this time? Isn't it possible that you're waiting for me here?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yi Xin turned around with a calm face, "I just happened to be passing by." ”

"Yo Yo Yo, I don't think you happened to be passing by!"

Black Feather didn't give up, and approached him with a hippie smile, "I haven't seen you for a holiday, do you miss me?"

Yi Xin waved his hand impatiently like a fly to drive him away, frowned and said:

"Looks like you've not had enough to endure in the southern forests to be alive. Let me tell you, the most important thing in the second semester is the Dharma Fighting Competition, when the intermediate magicians from all continents will participate in the competition together. Soon after the start of school, the preliminary selection of contestants will be held, so I advise you to be mentally prepared and take care of it. ”

"French Fighting Tournament ......"

Black Feather and Ling Xiao looked at each other with tears on their faces. This magic fighting tournament, they had heard of, was held once a year in the arena of the Holy City Academy of Magic.

Moreover, the participation time of the French Fighting Tournament is at the end of the second semester. Since the students in the third semester are away from the school for their own self-cultivation, most of the students are not on campus.

The freshmen in the first semester are weaker, so every year the Dharma Fighting Competition is participated in in the second year of admission.

Without waiting for Black Feather and them to follow, Yi Xin had already walked towards his bedroom.

"Isn't it just that I participated in the cultivation of the Great Wall of the Border for two more days, what's the big deal, wait until tomorrow to say my current magic level, and scare you to death." ”

Hei Yu put his hands in his pockets and said unconvinced.

Ling Xiao said with tears: "Not necessarily, I just felt that Yi Xin had an extraordinary aura on his body, and he should have broken through to a certain realm." ”

"Anyway, tomorrow everyone will announce the realm level, and you will know. And those demon beast spirits we fought along the way, all in Bai Shengye's hands, he still owes us several bottles of potion! When he wants the potion back, he will definitely surpass this kid if he is promoted a few levels in a row!"

Hei Yu and Yi Xin's strength to compete was stimulated again, and he clenched his fists and said.

"Don't talk nonsense with you, I'm going back to bed early, recharge my batteries, and meet tomorrow's class. Ling Xiao yawned with tears and beckoned.

As Yi Xin said, a month after the start of school, the selection of contestants for the French Fighting Competition began.