The Legendary Mage (Alavin)

Chapter 155

Alavin had trained throughout the night, and his wounds had completely healed. Not even a scar was left behind, and his internal injuries had mostly mended as well. The miraculous power of the Restoration Mantra had been fully displayed.

Next, it was time to attempt a breakthrough. Whether or not he could ascend into the top five would depend on the success of this breakthrough.

"Grand Arcanum of the Blade, the second form... Fall of Eternity..."

Alavin took out the Grand Arcanum of the Blade, studying it with furrowed brows, and this time he finally could see the second form clearly.

Alavin took a deep breath, a smile spreading across his face. When he first advanced to Stage VIII, he could only see the words vaguely and thought that this stage wasn't meant for training. Yet now, he saw everything clearly.

"Fall of Eternity, aid me in breaking through to Stage IX." Alavin lifted his ancient sword, whispering with confidence.

"Alavin, I've brought you some healing potions..." Balder walked in with a cheery smile, but then he stood agape. Alavin was shirtless, radiant, without a trace of yesterday's near-death state to be seen.

"No need for potions. Today, you'll help me by keeping watch. No one is to enter," Alavin said, brandishing his ancient sword, preparing to seclude himself for training.

"Eh? Ah!" Balder exclaimed in surprise and delight. Had Alavin healed already? Could he still compete tomorrow? Was this a charge for the top five? By the gods, this was exhilarating!

"Thank you."

"What are you being polite for? We're friends, aren't we?" Balder quickly shut the door and took a seat on a stone stool in the courtyard, crossing his legs like a gatekeeper. Whatever Alavin asked of him, he would gladly do.

"What are you doing here?" Mariela had just opened her window to find Balder squatting in Alavin's courtyard, looking like a meatball with his round and plump figure perched atop a similarly shaped stone stool. The scene was comical, and even the usually aloof and proud Mariela couldn't help but ask.

"I'm standing guard for Alavin. Don’t want someone to come and harm him again," Balder chuckled, his heart brimming with joy. Heavens, how many secrets did Alavin possess? Even Balder couldn't see through them all.

Mariela suddenly asked, "What deal have you made with Alavin?"

"Don't get me wrong, Mariela, I'm not some slaver. I've simply made a friend in Alavin."

"Is that so?" Mariela was skeptical.

"By the way, you have a match today, right? I wish you success in advance."

Alavin locked himself in his room, focusing solely on his training. Despite the cramped space, it did not hinder his practice.

He was studying each word, familiarizing himself with every move. To master the second form and break through to Stage IX before tomorrow was no easy feat, and for Alavin, it was certainly a challenge.

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The third round of the tournament had begun.

Eight Novice Mages took the stage, ready to accept challenges.

A spot among the top ten signified supreme honor, not only validating all efforts made before the age of eighteen but also promising better treatment and more resources within the Organization in the future. No one would miss this opportunity.

All Organization Commanders watched intently. If one Organization failed to have even one Protégé make it into the top ten, it would be a serious embarrassment.

Commander Kashann was also nervous. Although Alavin and Cedrick had already secured their places in the top ten, it seemed unlikely they would contend for the top five. If a few more could enter the top ten, it would be some consolation.

In the first match, a dazzling female Protégée from Bloodlore took the stage, calling out Mariela to battle. A duel of beauties, the fight was unexpectedly fierce, ending in a draw, with neither advancing to the top ten.

The brutality of the first battle tightened the nerves of the other Protégés. The second, third, and fourth matches were equally splendid and brutal.

From dawn to noon, four battles took place, deciding two more places in the top ten. They were Jackar from the Stellar Precepts and Jevan from Bloodlore. Both were strong and well-deserving of their titles.