"Lu Ming, if you can't win, feel free to admit defeat. Your results are already enough. I believe no one will object to you becoming an official zongzi if you come in second!"
Bai Shijin said to Lu Ming in a low voice.
"That's right, Lu Ming. Do your best!"
Du songjue also warned in a low voice.
"Seniors, don't worry. Lu Ming knows what to do!"
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
It seemed that no one thought that he could win. Bai Shijin and du songjue had said it tactfully, but the meaning was obvious. They all thought that he could not win.
The feeling of being looked down upon by others was not a good feeling!
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with a sharp glint.
How would he know if he didn't fight?
At this moment, the Emperor God also looked at Lu Ming. Then, he stepped forward and landed on the stands.
