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Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

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.

Flaming Fortress · sci-fi
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110 Chs

Chapter 47: The Impassable Wall of Sighs for All Beings

A man covered in tattoos was the first to step out of line, drawing a boomerang and hurling it with all his might at Wu Xiaode.

The boomerang was wrapped in a layer of blue glow, making a whooshing sound as it flew through the air, clearly something extraordinary.

Wu Xiaode was about to draw his saber when suddenly gunfire rang out beside his ear.

Sparks flew off the boomerang as it was hit by seven or eight bullets, sending it flying back the way it came.

The next moment.

Two people appeared beside Wu Xiaode.

A thin, tall young man chewing gum, holding a submachine gun, was changing the magazine and said with a smile,

"Ganging up on one guy? Our club won't stand for that sort of thing."

The other man, burly and with a gold chain around his neck, nodded at Wu Xiaode and said in a low voice,

"Butterfly Dance."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Out of the void, a dense swarm of flames suddenly appeared, hovering in midair and taking on the form of butterflies.