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

A thunderous noise erupted from the stage.


Cui Lande staggered back dozens of meters before he could steady himself.


However, his injuries were not serious.


Cui Lande bellowed, brandishing his blades and charging at Garcia.


Garcia dodged repeatedly seven or eight times before suddenly moving in close and punching Cui Lande, sending him flying.


Garcia burst into laughter, assuming a killing stance.


Amidst a series of noisy sounds, a deep and authoritative voice rang out:


Garcia's figure flashed, and he found himself off the stage.


"What's going on here?" he couldn't help but ask.


A staff member hurried over and respectfully said, "Because someone inserted a coin to challenge your opponent, your match has been suspended. You'll have to continue after their fight is over."


Chapter 223 Love and Peace