Thunder Sword

A sword hangs high amid the thunderbolts of the ninth heaven.

When it falls, the world will surely bow before it.

“One day, I'll become the greatest knight-errant. Then I'll come back and protect the weak, like you and me. We'll roam the world with swords at our sides, drinking wine and eating meat.”

The martial world is like wine, but the wine isn't good.

The martial world is hard to navigate. Those who can drink can't leave, and those who can't drink can't leave either.