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

Christina quietly descended, looking around her.


On a nearby combat platform, some Enchanting Demon sisters were practicing their Charming Skill.


"A few days ago, I just found a fat sheep."


"A Prison Fire Demon or something of the like, very lascivious."


"Of course, I'll drain him dry sooner or later, all his goodies will be mine."


"Really? Sister, introduce me to one like that sometime."


Listening to the conversation on the combat platform, Christina couldn't help but place her hand on her upper garment's pocket.


No, by working hard and earnestly, she had already earned quite a lot of good stuff, enough for dozens of levels of cultivation.


If hard work could earn money, why charm others?


Would she really bow and scrape, serving them?


Chapter 190: Death Soul Secret Language Diamond!