Immortals Fighting

A disciple of the Daoist School's Human Sect stood on the arena, facing the rogue cultivator Zhao Ming.

Listening to Bei Mingzi's instructions in his ear, the Human Sect disciple's face immediately filled with a confident smile.

Who was Bei Mingzi? He was the most senior elder still alive in the Daoist School, and his strength had long since reached the Martial Dao Celestial Realm. In the Great Qin martial world and even across the entire realm, he was among the foremost experts.

With him guiding his moves from behind, dealing with a mere Martial World Rogue Cultivator would be effortless, would it not?

With that thought, the Human Sect disciple looked at the rogue cultivator Zhao Ming and sneered. "Ten moves. I will defeat you within ten moves."

A look of disdain flashed across Zhao Ming's face. He laughed. "Ten moves? You must be dreaming. Defeat me? Maybe in your next life."

Zhao Ming was equally brimming with confidence. Though he did not know who the mysterious Big Shot guiding him from behind truly was—

under his guidance, he had already won three consecutive matches.

His record was the best proof.

Zhao Ming believed that the mysterious Big Shot behind him was undoubtedly an extraordinary figure.

Below the arena, the higher-ups of the other Hundred Schools of Thought saw the Human Sect disciple step up to issue a challenge, and excitement flashed across their faces.

They all turned to look at Bei Mingzi, their eyes full of expectation.

The meaning was obvious: your Daoist School disciple had already taken the stage to challenge him.

This time, as an old senior of the Daoist School, you should finally get involved and guide your disciple's moves from behind.

Could you really just stand by and watch your Human Sect disciple lose