"Do you really insist on contending for that victory position?" Bai Xiaotian, seeing his determination to compete, couldn't help but express his concern.
After all, there could be only one victor, and the intensity of the competition was not difficult to predict. Although Shen Luo was strong, with his current cultivation level, it would still be quite difficult to defeat a late-stage Mahayana cultivator.
Moreover, among the monks of all races participating, there would definitely be those like Huang Yi. If Shen Luo wanted to vie for the top, the risk was not small.
"Rest assured, I'm not a greenhorn who doesn't know the gravity of matters. Once inside, I will act according to the situation and will not be reckless," Shen Luo said with a laugh as he slapped him on the shoulder.
"Alas, Master expressly forbade me from joining in the fun this time, otherwise I would've accompanied you through this ordeal," Bai Xiaotian sighed.
