"Unless it reaches the Fifth Grade, the power of Ten Thousand Skill Avatar is difficult to unleash."
"..."
A few elders who had old grievances with Liu Tianning were staring down from a platform high in the sky.
After a century had passed, they had many disciples and followers.
Picking some powerful individuals from the Secondary Sixth-rank to fight in the arena was an easy feat.
Among them, Bai Ming was the strongest.
...
At the Li Fire Daoist School, when Bai Ming stood on the arena, the surrounding crowd burst into an uproar.
"Bai Ming!"
"The invincible Bai Ming!"
"Brother Bai Ming, defeat him!"
The shouts were fervent, but Bai Ming heard none of them since a barrier isolated him.
"Look, Zhao Xing is entering the arena."
"Huh? Why are there nine Zhao Xings?"
"Are those his grassman avatars? Are they Illusion Grassman perhaps?"
"Sss… It couldn't be Ten Thousand Skill Avatars, could it?"
Many were suddenly doubtful as they saw Zhao Xing enter the arena.
