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

This was that secret passage in the deepest part of the prison.


After less than a day, he had returned to this moment in the future.


But it seemed some changes had occurred—


The runes imprinted on the walls were slowly moving.


Crowded together on the walls, they all moved in one direction, creating a swirling illusion to the beholder.


Before he left, these runes had been still on the wall.


Now they seemed to have "awakened," activated—


Wu Xiaode became cautious, holding onto the Desert Sword, and started walking outside along the passage.


He went through the long passageway and returned to the entrance of the underground palace.


But he didn't move forward, nor did he go to the mid-level palace of the middle-aged man, but stood there in a daze, looking at the scene ahead.


Chapter 242: Haha!