Chronicles of Urban Martial Artists

In this world of martial artists, there is a curious set of rules. First, martial artists must follow the "code of the martial world." It sounds noble, but in reality, it's just a pile of bizarre regulations. For example, no shouting in public, no challenging others on a whim, and no bullying the weak. These rules are like invisible shackles, binding every martial artist. Yet they are also what make this martial world so full of legends.

As for the martial artists' unique skills, there is an astonishing variety. There are the "Flying Swallows," masters of lightness skills; the "Poison Dragons," experts in toxins; and the "Water Immortals," who command the water. As for me, I'm the martial artist known as "Quick Hands." My speed is like lightning, unmatched by anyone. These skills are astonishingly powerful, but training in them is excruciating. No one knows how much sweat and tears we have shed to master them.

The struggle for supremacy in the martial world is always the main theme of this world. Behind every fierce battle, however, lies a funny story. Once, two martial arts masters were locked in a fierce contest for the position of "Martial Arts Alliance Leader." Just as neither could gain the upper hand, one of them accidentally tripped. Seeing this, the other burst out laughing. As a result, the laughing martial artist was caught off guard and defeated. The contest for supremacy ended in this ridiculous fashion, leaving everyone not knowing whether to laugh or cry.