When Jiang Ran woke up, he traveled to the martial arts world, but the world was far more exciting than he imagined.
Yan Weihuan: "It doesn't matter, this battle of life and death is not a battle between rivers and lakes. Let's all fight together."
Gao Fuji: "You have been defeated. Get out of this way and find a place to heal. There is still a glimmer of hope."
Yan Weihuan: "As long as I have a breath... No one can enter this place!"
"In the way of Tai Chi, when you move, you separate, when you stay still, you unite, you can be soft or hard..." "Can I move the wind and clouds with my remaining strength?"
"Ride the sky and control the dragon!!!"
Bai Weiyi: "Twenty-four moves, this is Yu's limit." "Survive... Or be defeated by Yu."
Jiang Ran: "Grudges will never be eliminated, and true peace will not come because of the death of one or several people." "Living is not only for yourself, but also to atone for your sins."
King Yuan Guohuan: "I am confident that I will not be inferior to any master you meet."
"Are you confident enough to defeat me?"
Jiang Ran looked at the martial arts he had learned through "fortunately", including Shangqing Fengyunjue, Yunxiang Wuji, Yi Jin Jing, Five Spirits Heart Sutra, Chun Ling Endless Mystery, Chun Qiu Yi Jian, Bodhidharma Martial Arts...
"I don't know if I can defeat King Huan, but for me, the way of martial arts is the way of humanity."
"Even if there are thousands of troops, there is nothing to fear, because I am not alone."
"I-I'm not alone!"
————Someone wrote the story I liked, but that person didn't write it in the way I expected; someone wrote it the way I expected, but that person didn't write the story I expected.
"Rather than searching for just one book out of a hundred that suits my taste, wouldn't it be much faster to write it myself?"
