Boxing Is Alive

When I was seventeen, I met a man. He taught me something called Chinese martial arts, and I practiced boxing, but I didn't give up my livelihood. Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua Zhang, Nan Mantis, Hong Quan. In that turbulent era, I met many masters who inherited these powerful technologies, and I also saw the glory and darkness of human nature in that era. We are between heaven and earth, and what Chinese culture brings us is not fame or profit, but the way out for life. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.