"Brother Lu, I am optimistic about you. With your talent, given time, you will definitely be able to knock down those geniuses from the Holy Family who think they are superior!"

Zhuang Hong shouted again.

At this moment, Lu Ming frowned and his expression changed slightly.

"It smells like blood!"

Lu Ming whispered.

Zhuang Hong was stunned and said with some confusion: "Brother Lu, you just killed so many monsters, naturally there will be a smell of blood!"

"It's not the smell of blood from monsters, but from humans."

Lu Ming frowned.

The Kowloon bloodline has swallowed up a large amount of blood essence from humans and monsters, so Lu Ming could easily identify the difference in the smell of blood between humans and monsters.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!