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The fortune teller counted with his fingers. "Young man, I see that your Yintang is dark and you may have bad luck recently!" "Really? I don't believe it." "Look what that is." A Universiade heavy truck crashed straight into the boy like a wild horse. Under the illumination of the high-beam headlights and amid the huge roar, the young man stood with his hands in his hands and looked calm. "The master is a master of calculation, but some people can kill a cow with one punch at the extreme." "And I can give Uniday an over-the-shoulder throw in the face of extremely dangerous situations. Is this reasonable?" Much, much later. The dragon spread its wings and enveloped half of the city. People's eyes focused on the young man, knowing that the skill card in his hand that could transform into a dragon was their last hope. "What kind of dragon will he turn into? Is he Nidhogg who symbolizes destruction and despair eating the roots of the world tree?" Is the skill card level not enough? "Deathwing is also good!" "It's okay to become a five-color dragon" "What the hell is it if it's not a milk dragon?" ? People stared blankly at the huge yellow figure standing in front of the dragon. "Haha, a milk dragon is also a dragon!"