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

The dragon flew back and forth in mid-air, speeding up to the extreme.


Several times, it wanted to rush up and tear that young man to shreds.


He stood on the wall, holding a sword in his hand, grinning as he watched it.


—— The half-bodied dwarf was hanging next to him, carried by a bronze hand.


"Give me back my body! I swear I won't interfere with this matter anymore."


"Oh? Weren't you just wishing me dead?" Wu Xiaode asked.


Wu Xiaode's gaze flashed, landing on a long-haired man not far away.


The long-haired man, full of disdain, shook his head and said, "If you're going to strike, you should use your Name Skill, not just show off. Now you've gotten yourself crippled, haven't you?"


The dragon suddenly fell, kneeling beside the long-haired man, pleading, "Blood Hand! Save me! You know I've always been by your side, please save me this time!"


Chapter 193: Battle of the Bloody Hand!