After Doomsday, My Tai Chi Is a Little Overpowered

I am the last inheritor of Taiji Bagua Palm. After transmigrating to an Earth at the end of the world, I planned to fend for myself and let fate decide. While practicing my punches in the ruins, I accidentally struck a vacuum into existence. Even an alien monster capable of tearing the earth apart was instantly reduced to dust. The remaining humans knelt before me as if I were a god. Only then did I realize that ancient martial arts weren’t technology native to Earth at all. They chose me as the sole master of the martial path: “Master, teach us ancient martial arts!” After surviving against all odds, I ventured beyond Earth. The powers across the universe rushed in to investigate: “What kind of planet is this?” Looking at the universe’s many races gazing at me with adoration, I silently unfolded the Bagua diagram: “Taiji. Bagua. Get it?”