Flaming Fortress

My surname is Wu, and everyone calls me Little Wu.
I've seen those Mobile Battle Armors deep underground that surpass human imagination,
and I've also witnessed someone in the asteroid belt of space punch a star to pieces with a single Fist.
Buddy, listen up, here are some of my fight insights:
When fighting the Dragon Clan, don't listen to what they say, just keep hitting them until they're dead;
Dealing with fairies is a bit tricky, it's best not to let them see you, and to take sneaky shots;
When it comes to orcs, there are two words for it, wrestling naked!
If a Devil is looking for trouble, just desperately twist its horns, and it's bound to kneel;
Alright, I'm off to fight in a bar now, more detailed content when I get back.

Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

Wu Xiaode placed his hand on the statue, slowly bowing his head to look down.


The red cord tied around his wrist was made of two thin ropes twisted together, one of which had snapped into several pieces and had disappeared with a gust of wind.


Wu Xiaode read the explanation in the Book of the Dead, then looked at the thin red cord left in his hand, and immediately understood.


His destiny had changed from "Death God's Cage" to "Path of Peace"?


He was so eager for me to serve under him, but he wanted me dead?


I had no grudge or grievance against him!


Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered the time when the Demon Spider was on the city walls, releasing the Death God skill—


People went to ask the titled professionals for help.


The first to step forward was this long-haired man.


He effortlessly knocked away the "Death God" and the Prayer for Death.


Chapter 131 There is No Regret Medicine in the World