I am Wang Qing, the king in the UFC ring, the gold belt is my medal, and the myth of being undefeated is my label. I longed to be Jordan in the fighting world, but a championship defense match completely shattered my dream. Just because I refused to bow to the dark forces that control gambling, they tampered with my most trusted equipment - the inside of my braces and smeared a colorless and odorless hallucinogen. On the boxing ring, I was top-heavy, my vision was blurred, and my opponent's punches came roaring... When I woke up, the smell of disinfectant turned into a musty smell, and the bright ward turned into a shabby room with bare walls. I actually came to the Kowloon Walled City in Hong Kong in 1950. This is a lawless "three no matter" zone, where the three forces of pornography, gambling, and drugs are entrenched, and ordinary people are here to survive. In order to survive, and to find a slim hope of returning to modern times, I had to carry sacks and do the lowest level of hard work. But the blood of the King of Fighters has never cooled down. This chaotic city is like a huge octagonal cage, and I will use my fists to create a new order and a new legend here.
