A big fist makes you a thug; a hard fist makes you a bully.
But if your fist is both hard and big, and you're refined and easygoing, then you're Terra's finest upstanding citizen.
Ye Feng was unlucky enough to transmigrate to the Terra world of Arknights. After going through a series of events, he grasped the true way to survive in another world.
"System? Only timid sissies use a System. I can use my fists to knock the eyes of every coward in Terra right out of their skulls."
"If you open your mouth, you're picking a fight."
"Technique? That's something lightweight fighters need to worry about. Not that I don't know any."
"The road roller's coming!"
"Lolis affect the weight of my punches, mature women affect their speed, rich older women..."
Ye Feng suddenly felt a chill down his back. His beloved disciples, sworn brothers, and fellow Deep Sea natives were all looking at him with dangerous smiles, the blades hidden behind them glinting.
"Ahem. Rich older women will buy me a better pair of brass knuckles."
Damn... that's actually pretty great.
