The Art of Chinese Martial Arts: Every Technique Refines the Same Technique

A conversation came from inside a small house.

"A Ren."

"Yes? What is it, Grandpa?"

"Do you know why I named you Shu Ren?"

Shu Ren shook his head.

"It's because martial arts must be practiced with kinship and benevolence!"

Chinese martial arts, martial arts, in the end, they aren't arts of one's own!

"And if the art isn't your own, how can you hope to reach the pinnacle?!"

"Only an art you create yourself is best suited to you, and most likely to help you reach the pinnacle!"

"All right, say you got someone else's hand grafted onto you. Would you be used to it? Could you still wield your old strength?"

"Absolutely not!"

"So, you want to reach the pinnacle? You can! Go create your own art!"

"From this day on, I shall gather a myriad of arts and refine them into my own! Give it a name! Call it... Ultimate Fist!"

Ultimate Fist! It represents the utmost extreme...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.