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 felt himself suddenly awaken.


This sensation was like being roused from an inescapable, confusing dream by someone calling out to him.


As for that obsessively crazed heart of love—


Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and then opened them again.


He must not recall the look of that woman again!


He looked around and saw hanging on pink spikes the numerous white bones, all he wanted was to leave this place swiftly.


It was like a warning, as a strong dark aura gushed out of the Sighing Walls, as if foretelling something.


"When you die, the Sighing Walls will open, protecting you by taking you through a special channel to the Death Realm."


Just as a shadow of death surfaced in his heart, it immediately dissipated into a wandering mist, merging with the invisible, silent Demon Mist.


Chapter 146: Descend Two Levels