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

"Will there be flying Demons entering our Undead Kingdom?"


"Ha, you're overthinking it. Flying in the sky is so conspicuous, they would be shot down by long-range jobs together."


"Now that you mention it, I did indeed overthink."


Wu Xiaode promptly withdrew his gaze, avoiding the scrutiny of the face in the sky, and turned to look at the Book of the Dead instead.


Rows of ice crystal letters had already appeared:


"You have discovered a battlefield selector."


"This book does not advocate premature contact with such entities, yet you have obtained two Death Gems, allowing you to see through most invibility and promptly discover it."


"The survival principle of this book has been triggered."


"This book advises you to lower the standard of the Silent Demon Mist and a series of abilities, making them look less formidable, to avoid attracting the attention of the battlefield selector."


Chapter 55 Ghost Tree Man