"No worries, I have a thick and tough hide." Ming Di's voice was tinged with amusement.
That amused tone drifted into the ears of the eight tribe leaders, making their hairs stand on end.
How many years had passed since they had heard that eerie, smiling tone?
The effeminate-looking youth clearly didn't think much of Ming Di. Leaping into the air, he conjured a huge dragon with his hands, before directing it straight at Ming Di.
Ming Di remained standing steadily where he was, as he looked at the approaching dragon.
In the next second.
BOOM!
The fire dragon crashed into Ming Di, sending sparks flying all over. The earth-shaking sound nearly shattered the eardrums of everyone present.
The effeminate-looking youth smirked as he watched Ming Di being engulfed by the flames.
"Aiya, it's so hot… I am nearly dying from the heat…" A low voice suddenly sounded out from the blaze.
