High up in the cage battle arena, a few desolate race experts looked at Lu Ming with surprise in their eyes.
"He's very strong, and no one of the same rank can match him."
I suggest that we let him cross levels and see his combat strength. He might be of great help to our desolate race!
"You mean that matter? How was that possible? Not even the strongest paragons of our desolate race have been able to complete it, so how can an outsider do it?"
"How would you know if you don't try? Let's report this and see what the patriarchs think."
A few desolate race experts were discussing. After that, a person stepped down from the sky and landed in the arena.
"Senior, now that I've won a hundred matches in a row, can I obtain my freedom?"
Lu Ming looked at the desolate race expert.
"We can't!"
The desolate race expert shook his head.