“Ninedragon Tribulation?” Tianming had a look of dislike when he heard the name.

“Is something wrong?” Yu Ziqian asked, confused.

“Isn’t the name a bit too… blergh? It’s the kind of name I came up with for my imaginary techniques when I was a kid.” Tianming snorted. However, as he did so, a ray of light shot out of the scale and cut him on the face, the pain making him hurriedly shut his mouth.

“Big Brother, such an overbearing, mighty and explosive name and you say that? It’s the kind of name that makes people crap their pants! When you use it in public, just watch out for people’s reaction.”

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