I Changed My Profession to Boxing at the Beginning, and Used My Two Fists to Crush My Fate.

In this era filled with countless wonderful talents, no one has any expectations for a pair of weak fists! In the human world, there is a sword that surpasses all the heavens, a spear that sweeps away thousands of armies, a fire that burns everything, and a thunder that shatters the sky! Young people have too many choices, and everyone will move closer to the most handsome, coolest, and strongest! Only that stubborn young man chose to practice the fragile fists in front of him. Everyone thought he was crazy! Until the day disaster strikes! The sword is broken, the gun is broken, the flame is extinguished, and the thunder no longer sounds! From the sky, a burst of wanton ridicule came: "Humans are just a race that makes good use of tools. When you lose these external objects, what is left? A weak body!" In the abyss, the dragon raised its head, and the stubborn young man stepped up to the sky with empty hands. Facing the sky, he raised his fists that had been abandoned by the world! His war cry echoed throughout the nine heavens and the earth. Desperate people in the dark night looked up! "And me!" "And my fists!"