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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 · Ciencia y ficción
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112 Chs

Chapter 57 Sacrifice_2

Xiao Baihong headed to the church's front hall…

So Wu Xiaode decided to take the back route to see what he could discover.

He took a different path, walked down the unattended trails, and came to a side door of the church.

The door was locked.

Wu Xiaode drew his Dream Blowing Blade and inserted it gently into the doorjamb.

Two almost imperceptible clicks sounded.

He pushed open the door.

The cut where the lock had been severed was as smooth as a mirror.

—The sharpness of the Dream Blowing Blade was truly commendable.

Wu Xiaode went inside, closed the door behind him, and surveyed his surroundings.

All he saw was a confessional booth that seemed unremarkable.

But Wu Xiaode felt a thick presence of death.

For him, a member of the Death Camp, it was like a bright flame in the darkness.

He searched the walls and soon found a hollow space.

There had to be a secret door here.

However, the mechanism to open it was not easy to find.