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

"Also, take my sword with you, and if there is danger, it will bring you back," Wu Xiaode said.


The Chi Xiao Sword quietly appeared and landed in front of Gjestastav.


The cold beauty was stunned, looking at the long sword and then at Wu Xiaode, completely clueless about what he was thinking.


The middle-aged man was somewhat moved.


But he didn't speak, just silently sizing up Wu Xiaode.


Gjestastav grasped the long sword, gave a slight bow, and turned to leave.


In the hall, only Wu Xiaode and the middle-aged man remained.


"I've seen your counterpart in a parallel universe," Wu Xiaode said.


"Oh? What is my other self like?" asked the middle-aged man.


"Definitely not much like the you in this world," Wu Xiaode answered.


"That's to be expected, a thousand worlds house a thousand versions of you, each different; thus, fate varies. That's the nature of parallel universes."


Chapter 226: Prisoner and Key! _2