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

"That nickname has already been taken."


"The usage of this nickname is excessive. Please refrain from fixating on it to avoid an ominous fate."


He had only one hour to get 10,000 likes, but he found himself stuck at the naming step.


How could he waste time on something like this?


"—Guess I'll just go with Little Wu then."


"Hello Little Wu, your live stream has started!"


Wu Xiaode stared at the wall screen's prompt rune and was momentarily stunned.


The name Little Wu seemed pretty common too.


The Chi Xiao Sword buzzed and said, "Those who can broadcast live across All Worlds are some powerful masters. No one would stoop so low as to use a name with 'Little' in it."


Chapter 170: The Secret of the Skull!