On a rainy night, blood and rust are hard to dry. He crawled out from the corpses of his family, carrying a volume of "Reverse Blood Sutra" that could swallow the true energy, and embarked on the road of no return for revenge.
In the underground boxing ring, he is the fierce "Lin Yan" who is not afraid of death; in the Anti-Martial Arts Alliance, he is the terrifying leader.
He thought his goal was just to kill his enemies with his hands, until the dusty ancient Musashi was opened to him, and the inheritance of Emperor Niwu awakened in his body.
Only then did he understand that personal love and hatred were as insignificant as dust in the face of the traitor's conspiracy three hundred years ago and the threat of foreign races three hundred years later.
This is a martial art that goes against the will of heaven, and it is also a fate that has already been determined.
