Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 1080 - 140: Human Punching Bag

Seeing that Zitang Su remained completely motionless, without any sign of objection, Master Wuya could only let Ye Lingyue have her way.

Ye Lingyue’s hand casually fell onto the lottery, and as the Cauldron Breath permeated, the words on the lottery were reflected in her mind.

She immediately selected the list of people for the additional match.

Master Wuya looked at the list of competitors and announced the matchups.

Upon this announcement, the expressions of everyone in the audience were nothing short of spectacular.

Huang Jun, that kid, faced the weakest among the six Inner Sect Disciples.

Qin Xiaochuan picked a disciple from Moon Peak.

Di Shen versus Ma Zhao.

Upon hearing the results of the matchups, everyone’s reactions were varied.

Huang Jun and Qin Xiaochuan were full of fighting spirit, rubbing their hands in anticipation for the competition.

Di Shen flashed a bright smile at Ye Lingyue in the stands, clearly his "wife" had drawn a stroke of luck.

Ma Zhao’s face, ashen as it was, knew he had no chance of winning against Di Shen.

With Ye Lingyue’s deliberate arrangement, Huang Jun and Qin Xiaochuan smoothly advanced in the first and second rounds, entering the top ten.

The third match was Di Shen versus Ma Zhao.

"Ma Zhao, come up."

Di Shen stepped onto the arena, his gaze sharp, fixed straight on Ma Zhao.

Everyone understood that Di Shen settled for second place just to deal with Ma Zhao.

"Di Shen, don’t bully too harshly. We have no significant grudge between us, so why fight to the death over a woman."

Knowing he had little chance in this match, Ma Zhao realized this young man, Di Shen, was unfathomable.

But he held onto a glimmer of hope, opting to concede this match and await the next opportunity.

The remaining defeated two were clearly not as strong as him.

Eventually, he could still make it into the top ten.

The humiliation received from Lonely Moon Sea, Ma Zhao vowed to wash away at the Ancient Battlefield with blood.

"Your woman is worse than a rag, while I regard my woman as my life. Damn it, whose life have you ever seen trampled upon yet brushed off so easily?" Di Shen’s eyes narrowed, and regardless of the large audience, he pointed at Ma Zhao, unleashing a barrage of curses.

"So handsome~"

Below the platform, a group of female disciples swooned, Di Shen’s charm soaring in their eyes. If one were to marry, it should be someone like Di Shen.

As for Ma Zhao, he was simply not a man.

Though Feiyue was morally bankrupt, Ma Zhao didn’t step in to stop her bullying earlier, and a man like him deserved a beating.

His woman?

In the stands, Zitang Su was vaguely displeased.

Once Di Shen appeared, Zitang Su noticed that he looked identical to the Demon Ancestor.

But unlike the Demon Ancestor, Di Shen didn’t exude any Demon Energy.

Just the absence of Demon Energy prevented Zitang Su from acting rashly.

Moreover, he remembered well the pained expression Ye Lingyue wore when he sealed the Demon Ancestor before her eyes.

He didn’t wish to see Ye Lingyue in pain once more.

So be it, he decided to wait and see what was really going on with that young man.

Zitang Su pondered and then shifted his gaze onto Di Shen.

Ma Zhao’s face flushed red with embarrassment, having already lost face in Lonely Moon Sea, he resolved to accept defeat; all he needed was to enter the top ten.

"I admit..."

Ma Zhao was about to concede.

Suddenly, Di Shen sneered coldly, and a fierce killing intent surged within his eyes.

The killing intent grew strong and rapidly enveloped Ma Zhao completely.

Ma Zhao’s voice abruptly stopped.

He felt as if a hand had gripped his throat, and no matter what, the word "lose" wouldn’t come out.

According to the rules of the sect competition’s top ten, a match ends when a contestant admits defeat or falls incapacitated.

But this time, Ma Zhao couldn’t even concede if he wanted to.

Boom—

Suddenly, Di Shen’s figure arrived, delivering a harsh punch toward Ma Zhao, with violent Primordial Power swirling like a hurricane.

Crackling sounds echoed as Ma Zhao heard a few ribs in his abdomen fracture into pieces.

His body was wracked with unbearable pain; even severely injured, he couldn’t fall.

The terrifying killing intent from Di Shen kept Ma Zhao restrained, like a puppet.

He felt as if his body was a marionette, unable to fall down or speak.

He could only endure Di Shen’s repeated assaults, and by the end, countless bones in his body were left shattered.

Attempting to fall each time, yet forced to remain standing by Di Shen’s Primordial Power.

Below the platform, the Sect Disciples marveled.

"Wow, who would’ve thought Ma Zhao had such backbone, not admitting defeat despite this."

"Indeed, it seems he’s determined to enter the top ten, being the only one left from Xuefeng."

Fragments of those words drifted to Ma Zhao’s ears, and at this moment, he was driven to knock his head against the wall in desperation.

Pitiful, fighting spirit was meaningless.

He wanted to concede, he wanted to concede!

Seeing Di Shen’s next brutal attack approaching, Ma Zhao steeled himself and bit his tongue, enduring the intense pain to regain some control.

"Lose!"

Uttering this single word, Ma Zhao collapsed like a fallen statue, crashing to the ground.

Looking at his battered state, not a single bone remained intact, he had become Di Shen’s human sandbag.

Forget about participating in the next matches, whether Ma Zhao would stand again in this life was uncertain.

Thus, Xuefeng was completely annihilated, and the top ten of this sect competition came forth.

Wuya Peak had all three members selected, followed by Hua Peak and Feng Peak, each with two selections, and lastly Moon Peak with one.

Yet the biggest winner in this sect competition wasn’t Wuya Peak, but the miscellaneous servants who almost didn’t qualify to compete earlier.

Ye Lingyue and Huang Jun’s successful entrance into the top ten was an inspiration for all the miscellaneous servants.

They found hope, understanding that even without mastering the Power of Reincarnation, they could still aspire to be strong and make their mark at Lonely Moon Sea.

Because once the sect competition concluded, Master Wuya announced a major news.

"From now on, both miscellaneous servants and Sect Disciples alike will enjoy the right to practice martial arts, each servant is granted four hours of practice daily."

Upon announcing this, the training grounds erupted in cheer, Manager Xiong along with several managers and servants were ecstatic.

A small victory, yet for the miscellaneous servants, it meant a breakthrough.

From this day forward, at least in the Outer Sect, they wouldn’t suffer discrimination anymore.

With ample practice time, there would surely be more who will rise to fame in future sect competitions.

Ye Lingyue witnessed this scene, and a pleased smile emerged on her face.

"Let’s go."

Yue Mubai said firmly, while Elder Yue glared angrily at Ye Lingyue and Di Shen, unwillingly leaving the training grounds.