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 wandered around the pitch-dark graveyard and, finding no better occupation, took out the black Fist Wraps and put them on his hands.


The right approach is to achieve your goal quickly and then leave this place.


Just as he was about to activate "Crossing the Horizon", he suddenly heard a faint female voice near his ear.


Wu Xiaode listened carefully, but realized the voice was coming from some kind of magic fluctuation attached to him.


He had signed a contract with her that allowed communication.


"I am still in the Death World, what's up, something happened?" Wu Xiaode asked.


"Can you teleport me over? I miss you," the Enchanting Demon said coyly.


Chapter 182: Its and His Secrets!