Rebirth: Colorful Divine Body

As soon as Vice Sect Master Wu Tian said that, Deputy Sect Master Qiu Ming listened attentively for a while, and then his face darkened instantly.    

Ba Shu was a disciple of Qiu Ming's Vice Sect Master, so how could Qiu Ming not recognize his voice? After listening carefully, he realized that his voice really sounded like Ba Shu's. This made Qiu Ming worry and hate the Heavenly Transformation Sect.    

"Ba Shu, pull yourself together and fight with all your might. Don't let the Eight Direction Sect lose face!" Qiu Ming shouted at Martial Platform No.1.    

When Qiu Ming said this, it was obvious that he had tacitly agreed with Wu Tian's judgment. In other words, the one screaming was the genius disciple of Eight Direction Sect, Ba Shu.    

"Kacha!"    

"Ah...!!."    

Following a heart-wrenching cry, two figures fell heavily from the sky above Martial Platform No.1 in the middle of the Martial Platform.    

"Boom..."    

"Crack..."    

The Martial Platform instantly cracked open, and the cracks extended all the way to the edge of Martial Platform. If this happened again, perhaps the entire Martial Platform would explode.    

In the middle of Martial Platform No.1, a person was standing on the chest of another person.    

The man lying on the ground was badly mutilated. His body was covered in blood, and his head was swollen like a pig's head. His whole body was soft and weak, and he didn't have the ability to fight at all.    

Although the man's clothes were slightly torn, there was a trace of blood flowing at the corner of his mouth. Apart from that, no other injuries could be seen.    

"You... I will definitely not let you off, ah..." The person lying on the ground shouted in pain.    

"Hahaha, you still dare to speak so arrogantly in such a situation? You really don't know the difference between life and death!"    

Finished speaking.    

The golden-robed disciple who was standing kicked the disciple who was lying on the ground down from the Martial Platform.    

The disciple fell to the ground outside the Martial Platform No.1 and instantly fainted.    

"Hiss ~!"    

Everyone took a deep breath and looked at the Martial Platform with disbelief on their faces. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak.    

At this moment, all the sect representatives in the VIP seats stood up and stared blankly at Martial Platform No.1.    

Even the Sect Master of East Sun Sect, Dongyang Liuguang, stood up abruptly. He looked at the golden-robed disciple and murmured, "How, how is this possible?"    

"Sect Master, how can this man be so abnormal? He can actually jump two major realms!" The Vice Sect Master of the East Sun Sect, Mo Xu, said.    

"Look at his clothes. He's a direct disciple of the Heavenly Transformation Sect, Tianhua Kuangxiao's disciple. Such heaven defying combat strength is truly unbelievable." The East Sun Sect's Vice Sect Master, Dongyang Xiong said.    

"Hahaha, very good. Heavenly Transformation Sect has made a great contribution this time. Later, reward me handsomely." Dongyang Liuguang said.    

"Hahaha, Old Devil Qiu Ming, why don't you go and help the genius disciples of Eight Direction Sect to heal their injuries?" Wu Tian said with a smile.    

The deputy sect master of Eight Direction Sect, Qiu Ming, glared at Wu Tian and snorted coldly. After that, he strode towards Ba Shu, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog outside Martial Platform No.1.    

After helping Ba Shu back, Qiu Ming glared at Wu Tian once again and said, "Heavenly Transformation Sect, Eight Direction Sect is not finished with you all. Hmph."    

Wu Tian spread his hands and shrugged, expressing his innocence.    

After dealing with Ba Shu, Muh Feng leapt forward and came to the Sect Master's side. When he saw Muh Feng join in, the remaining four disciples of the Eight Direction Sect immediately retreated, confronting Muh Feng and the Sect Master.    

The leader looked at Muh Feng as if he was looking at a monster and said, "Are you alright?"    

Muh Feng smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He patted his chest and said, "Mr. Sect Master, do I look like someone who has something to do with me?"    

"Haha, you are injured. Why don't you take a rest first? I will deal with them!" The Sect Master said.    

"Mr. Sect Master, don't worry. It's just a small injury. It won't be a problem!" Muh Feng said.    

In fact, Muh Feng had already suffered a serious injury during the intense battle with Ba Shu. All his meridians and other things had been damaged. It was just that his meridians had been quickly healed by the seven-colored immortal spiritual energy. Therefore, he looked like nothing had happened.    

The Sect Leader's clothes had also been torn into pieces, and there were scratches all over his body. The palm print had obviously suffered some serious injuries. However, even though he was fighting five people by himself... Moreover, his cultivation base was stronger than the Sect Master's, but he still managed to seize the opportunity to send a Grade Eight Profound Immortal flying with a single punch. As a result, the Eight Direction Sect only had three Grade Nine Profound Immortal and one Grade Eight Profound Immortal left.    

Now that Muh Feng had joined them, the remaining four experts of the Eight Direction Sect had become timid. Furthermore, that ant who looked like an ant with only Rank Nine Heavenly Immortal had even crippled Senior Brother Ba Shu.    

When they thought of this, the four experts of the Eight Direction Sect had the thought of admitting defeat. If they couldn't even defeat Senior Brother Ba Shu, they would be even more defeated.    

After seeing through the thoughts of the four experts, Muh Feng walked forward. Releasing his strongest aura and pressure, he shouted, "I will give you all one hundred breaths of time to think about it. Do you want to be beaten up by me like your senior brother? Or do you want to jump down by yourself? Choose for yourselves. If you don't jump down after 100 breaths of time... Then don't blame Yours Truly for not giving you face!"    

"Lad, don't be too arrogant! You're going too far!" One of the Grade Nine Profound Immortal pointed at Muh Feng and roared.    

"90 breaths left!"    

Muh Feng ignored the words of the Eight Direction Sect Grade Nine Profound Immortal and closed his eyes to report the countdown.    

"What the f * ck? This kid is so crazy. Is he trying to scare away the four Profound Immortal Stage disciples of the Eight Direction Sect?"    

"Who says so? They have the right to be arrogant. Do you think the four Profound Immortal Stage disciples from the Eight Direction Sect will jump down on their own?"    

"Jump, they will definitely jump. Even the Grade One Ancestral Immortal was knocked down. Are they stronger? Furthermore, there is a Grade Six Profound Immortal Stage disciple in the Heavenly Transformation Sect. I have personally witnessed him dealing with five disciples of the Eight Direction Sect who are stronger than him. Furthermore, he had also defeated a Grade Eight Profound Immortal of the Eight Direction Sect in the Martial Platform. His strength was also very abnormal. I estimate that he has the strength to fight a Grade Three. "    

"En, the Eight Direction Sect is finished this time. At most, they will be ranked sixth. The Heavenly Transformation Sect is going to soar into the sky!"    

"Alright, all of you stop arguing and watch the competition!"    

Discussions broke out below the Martial Platform. On the Martial Platform No.1, Muh Feng would announce the countdown every ten breaths.    

"Eighty breaths!"    

"Seventy breaths!"    

"Sixty breaths of time!"    

"Ten breaths!"    

"How was it? Haven't you thought it through? It's the last few breaths! " As Muh Feng spoke, he kept increasing his Qi and releasing his pressure at the same time.    

It was almost time. Muh Feng had already clenched his fists, and his body seemed to be leaning forward.    

At this time, the four disciples of Eight Direction Sect were covered in sweat. Their faces were filled with fear. They looked at each other, then one of the Grade Nine Profound Immortal said to Muh Feng, "If you have the guts, just wait and see!"    

After saying this, the four disciples of the Eight Direction Sect jumped down from the Martial Platform without looking back and stood at the side with their tails between their legs.    

After the disciples of Eight Direction Sect left the Martial Platform, the Sect Master of East Sun Sect, Dongyang Liuyun, stood up and clapped as he shouted, "Alright!"    

When they saw the Sect Master of East Sun Sect applauding, everyone started to applaud as well. The applause shook the heavens, causing the disciples of the Martial Platform who were still in the competition to pause for a moment. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! They turned their eyes to Martial Platform No.1!    

After the applause, the Great Elder of Human Resource Hall of East Sun Sect, Mo Tong, shouted, "Heavenly Transformation Sect has won! He has advanced to the second round!"