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

"Your Majesty need not worry, the dead don't fall in love—at least not with the living."


The King let out a sigh of relief but felt it was somewhat impolite, so he quickly ordered a servant to pour Wu Xiaode a drink.


Wu Xiaode picked up his cup and clinked it against the King's, then continued to bury his head and gobble up his food.


The Emperor ordered to make camp on the spot.


After the misunderstanding was resolved (or so it seemed), the Emperor immediately became much more approachable.


He not only personally invited Wu Xiaode to have dinner but also decided to gift him a precious sword in thanks for saving his daughter.


The precious sword was still in the Imperial City.


Once they returned, Nina would summon him.


Chapter 207: Chasing the Killer!