The Dragon race's mother planet recovers

"Senior, I know what I'm doing!" Lu Ming frowned slightly.

Hmph, if you don't listen to the old man, you'll suffer. There will be a competition later, and if you get killed, don't blame me for not warning you!

The red-skinned old man's voice was cold.

He looked down on people who overestimated themselves the most. He had already persuaded the other party and given Lu Ming a chance, but Lu Ming did not know how to cherish it.

In his opinion, Lu Ming, who was overconfident, arrogant, and did not have a clear understanding of his own strength, was destined to not go far. He would fall and be killed sooner or later.

This was what he had learned from his journey.

"Good luck!"

In the end, the red-skinned elder left a cold sentence and registered Lu Ming's name.

Lu Ming took a Jade card and walked into the square.