Martial God: Grinding from Mortal Flesh to Immortality

"Gumo, Mentor!"

As Gumo returned, the students of the Life Factions displayed expressions of excitement.

After all... Gumo was their former Life Factions mentor, and even though he advanced to the eighth rank and went to the front lines, stepping down from his mentor role, he still held high esteem among the Life Factions students.

Gumo smiled slightly, looked at the distant Lu Sheng, and said, "Are you ready?"

Lu Sheng's expression was calm, and he replied, "The Martial Immortal Technique... will not fail halfway."

Upon hearing this, Gumo's smile grew even more pronounced.

At this moment, a tremendously powerful energy wave suddenly emanated from the cosmic void, and immediately, a huge interstellar ship could be seen arriving at the Life Factions' perimeter at an incredible speed.

Eventually, it slowly docked outside the Life Factions' domain.

In the next moment, Master Xuanqing, an eighth-rank powerhouse of the Daoran Sect, walked out of the interstellar ship with a group of strong cultivators, looking towards Gumo and the others.

"Can the duel begin?"

Master Xuanqing's voice was indifferent and extremely calm, as if he was confident in his control.

Gumo glanced at Liu Yao, who nodded and waved her hand. Instantly, Heaven-Reaching Vine wrapped around three stars, extending tendrils that intertwined to form numerous battle platforms, appearing before everyone's eyes.

Master Xuanqing gazed at the numerous battle platforms and slowly said, "Our Daoran Sect has always taken it upon ourselves to maintain the stability of the Human Federation. Though the Martial Immortal Technique has its flaws, we do not intend to bully with our power..."

"Since the Martial Immortal Technique can only be cultivated up to the fourth rank, no matter what rank martial artist Star River University sends, our Daoran Sect will only send cultivators of the same rank!"

Master Xuanqing's voice echoed in the cosmic void, causing Lu Sheng to frown slightly.

"This guy... really knows how to make excuses for himself!"

Lu Sheng murmured softly.

The current duel between Star River University and the Daoran Sect was attracting significant attention, with every action here being broadcasted.

Master Xuanqing's words directly informed all the transcendents in the Human Federation that the Martial Immortal Technique... was a path that could only be cultivated up to the fourth rank, with limited prospects.

As for the so-called sending cultivators of the same rank... hehe, it seems fair and justified, but if the practitioners of the Martial Immortal Technique were to lose...

Then the previous claims that the Martial Immortal Technique could enhance low-rank martial artists to be on par with cultivators would become a joke!

"After all, he is an eighth-rank powerhouse, and every word contains so many traps."

Lu Sheng shook his head, his expression remaining calm.

"Hypocrisy is indeed the style of your Daoran Sect!"

Gumo squinted and spoke with a smile.

"Just afraid that you can't handle it and pull some Outer Dao Nascent Soul tricks..."

Master Xuanqing spoke, while Gumo, as the eighth-rank powerhouse stationed here, was unrelenting and exposed the trap in Master Xuanqing's words with one sentence.

"That is a talent of our Daoran Sect disciples!"

Master Xuanqing's face twitched slightly, but he replied without blushing or skipping a beat.

Gumo saw this and, not bothering to say more, waved his hand and said, "Let's begin directly!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Sheng looked at Song Zhifei and the others behind him, and their gaze collectively fell on Lu Sheng.

"Senior Brother Lu Sheng, let me go!"

A fourth-rank martial artist clenched his fist, his gaze firm as he spoke.

"Let me! Let me do it!"

The other martial artists practicing the Martial Immortal Technique spoke up one after another, all eager to fight for the Martial Immortal Technique.

"Senior Brother Lu Sheng, let me bring the first victory!"

Song Zhifei slowly stepped forward. Years of cultivation had made him much more composed.

He cupped his fist towards Lu Sheng and said, "Senior Brother Lu Sheng, you have done so much for us, it is time for us to do something for you."

"In this match... even if it costs my life... I will win it for you!"

Song Zhifei's eyes were filled with determination.

Lu Sheng looked at Song Zhifei, paused for a moment, and then nodded.

Hearing this, Song Zhifei grinned, took a step forward, and arrived at one of the battle platforms.

Song Zhifei looked towards the Daoran Sect's formation, and spoke calmly.

"Martial Immortal... Song Zhifei!"

"Please guide me!"

In the Daoran Sect's formation, a seventh-rank powerhouse smiled, pointed at a Golden Core Peak cultivator, and said, "You go. After all, it's the first match. The Daoran Sect needs a good start to let Star River University know that the cultivator system cannot be shaken by their martial artists."

Upon hearing this, the Golden Core Peak cultivator smiled slightly, took a step forward, and also arrived at the battlefield.

"Daoran Sect, Chen Jia!"

Once the words fell, the gazes of the two clashed, and the next moment, Song Zhifei charged at Chen Jia like a fierce leopard.

The two collided in that instant.

Generating powerful waves of energy.

All eyes were fixed on the battlefield where they stood, especially the martial artists practicing the Martial Immortal Technique, watching with nervousness.

"Brother Song... give it your all!"

"Brother Song, don't let them look down on us Martial Immortals!"

They shouted, continually cheering for Song Zhifei.

As the two fought, it became evident to everyone that, at the same rank, Song Zhifei seemed to be faintly suppressing Chen Jia.

Seeing this, Lu Sheng's lips curled into a slight smile.

But soon, Lu Sheng's expression darkened.

"Is that..."

Only to see a flash of red light suddenly emerge from Chen Jia's chest, upon which his energy surged instantly.

Seeing that red light, Lu Sheng's expression became a bit grim.

"Outer Dao Nascent Soul!"