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

"I don't think we need to fight; it's not a match at all," Wu Xiaode said.


"You're too naive; it is one of us with a known reputation as a master," the Corpse Transformation Demon said with a cold laugh.


Ah, that's right, this guy is known as the "Floor-Dragging King"!


He took a few more steps back, staring at the zombie from a distance.


The zombie, clutching its head and crouching on the ground while being pounded punch after punch by a bronze hand, suddenly burst out laughing:


"My Name Skill is beyond your imagination!"


"Kid, are you ready to endure its terrifying power?"


Wu Xiaode felt a punch strike his face.


Enduring the searing pain, he retreated several steps and immediately switched Thousand Hands to the "defense" state.


A thousand bronze hands disappeared into the swirl of the Void mist, bracing defensively.


Chapter 51: Name Skill!