Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s-Chapter 879: Eight hundred and seventy-seven, go together

The crowd watching below, after seeing the motionless Elder at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage lying on the ground, looked up at the purple-clad woman on the stage and their bodies involuntarily shuddered. Such gentleness, they would rather not have.

The purple-clad woman looked at the thirty remaining Elders at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage who had not yet competed, batting her eyes charmingly, "Do you want me to continue treating you gently? Or shall we change the participant?"

The Elders swallowed hard, a chill uncontrollably rising in their hearts.

"Change... change the participant..." The bearded elder struggled to speak. This woman was not only seductive in appearance, but her cultivation was also monstrously profound and unfathomable! Now, he only wished that the next one would not be like her, irresistible yet chilling to the core.

"You better not regret it!" The purple-clad woman smirked devilishly, stepped forward, and disappeared from the stage.

The Elder with the number three tag, after looking at everyone, took a deep breath and walked towards the stage. He knew that no matter what kind of opponent was next, he had to face them.

Disciples of the Divine Doctor Sect looked towards the martial arts platform with eyes full of anticipation, excitement, and exhilaration.

"We’ve already won two matches in a row, I wonder what kind of strong competitor will come up next."

"Do you think we might just keep winning all the way?"

"That’s for sure! Who would have thought our Divine Doctor Sect truly had so many strong practitioners at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage."

"Perhaps those rumors weren’t just rumors."

"After this event, our Divine Doctor Sect will become the number one sect in Lan Star."

"Yeah, I’m so lucky to be a disciple of the Divine Doctor Sect!" novelbuddy.cσ๓

Whilst everyone was discussing, the Elder with the number three tag had already stepped onto the stage.

He had just stopped walking when unexpectedly, a delicately cute, approximately seven or eight-year-old boy appeared on the martial arts platform.

The boy had a naively radiant smile on his face, but his aura told everyone that he was not as harmless as he seemed. On the contrary, he was a tremendously fearsome opponent.

"Just now, Ah Li and Ah Qi both sent their opponents flying. Should I continue to send you flying? Or should I try something else?" The boy asked with a grin, facing the Elder at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage opposite him, his face radiating innocence.

"Let’s start." Each additional minute he stood on this martial arts platform was torture for him. He just wanted this torment to end sooner. As for how he would be defeated, it wasn’t up to him to decide.

The smile on the boy’s face grew even brighter, "Come on!" he said, as he darted towards the Transcendence Tribulation Stage Elder.

Before the Elder could react, he had been thrown into mid-air by the boy, who then leapt up and with an action akin to a high shot in soccer, kicked him toward the group of twenty-nine yet-to-compete Transcendence Tribulation Elders.

Seeing the Elder with the number three tag flying towards them, the twenty-nine Elders who had not yet competed hurriedly tried to dodge, but the opponent’s speed was too fast; they had no way to avoid.

"Bang!" The Elder with the number three tag collided with the crowd, sending several of the elders flying out.

Everyone was shocked, their mouths agape as they watched the scene. How powerful was that kick? Those elders who were sent flying were all strong Transcendence Tribulation practitioners!

Collecting themselves, everyone’s eyes turned towards the boy on the platform, shivering uncontrollably. What terrifying strength!

The boy chuckled lightly and then vanished from the martial arts platform.

The few Transcendence Tribulation Elders who had been sent flying fell to the ground and directly fainted, losing all ability to fight.

The remaining Transcendence Tribulation Elders looked at each other, fear evident in their eyes. Was there still a need to continue competing in this match?

This was only the third match, and they had already lost nearly a third of their fighting strength. That kick from the boy had sent seven elders, including the one with the number three tag, flying out together.

If the upcoming strong competitors were to follow suit, wouldn’t they just get finished off in a few kicks? They were Transcendence Tribulation practitioners after all, how could they endure this? But since they were the ones who challenged, there was no possibility of backing out now.

"Elder who drew the number four tag, please come to the stage!" Elder Li called out to the remaining Transcendence Tribulation Elders with a smile he couldn’t help baring. It felt too good to control!

No one came up, because the Elder with the number four tag was still lying unmoving on the ground.

Elder Li called out three times, noting the lack of response, "Then, would the Elder who drew the number five tag please come to the stage."

The Elder with the number five tag walked onto the stage with an ugly expression. He really regretted coming here now!

This time he faced a middle-aged man in a black robe, who looked striking and had an astonishing presence.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, the Transcendence Tribulation Stage Elder felt like he couldn’t breathe.

"I admit defeat!" The Elder with the number five tag opened his mouth. The aura emanating from his opponent was already suffocating him. How could he possibly fight?

The crowd below wasn’t surprised. If it were them, they would make the same choice. Fight? Against such a powerhouse, how could they fight? It would be more like seeking abuse.

The black-robed middle-aged man gave a cold chuckle and glanced at the Elder with the number five draw, then looked down at the remaining crowd, "Don’t waste time. Either admit defeat or come up all at once."

The Transcendence Tribulation Elders exchanged glances, considering whether to go up together to fight. Now they had some understanding of the strength of the Divine Doctor Sect. The Divine Doctor Sect was unfathomable; they were no match for provocation.

"Shall we go up together?" one of the Elders asked. The opponents were one stronger than the next; if they went up one by one, there were only two outcomes: either admit defeat or get abused.

"Maybe we should all go up together. By our own strength, we simply can’t compete with the opponent."

"But what if we all go up and get defeated instantly? Wouldn’t that be even more humiliating?"

"Are we supposed to face humiliation one by one for the sake of saving face? We can’t even comprehend the opponent’s strength, and there are so many of us, all at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage. Surely we have some chance of winning?"

After a moment’s hesitation, and glancing once again at the man in the black robe on the stage, they nodded and decided, "Alright! Then we’ll all go up together."