My name is Li Xiang. I used to be an ordinary food delivery rider, braving wind and rain just to earn a hard-won living.
Then a ten-yuan tip dragged me behind the high walls of the scam compounds in northern Myanmar. Electric batons, water torture, bloodstained price lists for human organs… This wasn’t the human world. It was hell.
Just as I gave up hope and waited to die, the cheap jade Buddha passed down through my family suddenly grew hot. A wild force tore through every inch of my body, and countless fragments of ancient killing techniques flooded my mind!
So high martial arts really existed! And I had become the only wild card in this living hell!
From then on, the surveillance cameras in the scam compounds began mysteriously shorting out, armed guards silently fell in the darkness, and the so-called “top performers” discovered that the voice on the other end of the phone no longer belonged to a frightened mark. Instead, it was the deathly chant of vengeance from their homeland!
“Performance targets? Let me show you how to meet your quota in blood debts!”
From assassination to invincibility, I smashed through electric fences with my fists and turned my enemies’ screams into the overture to my homecoming.
When I dragged my bloodstained motorcycle helmet out of the compound, leaving a mountain of corpses behind me, the land was already engulfed in flames of war.
The score in northern Myanmar was settled. But on the road home, the true martial world had only just begun to reveal itself… What secrets of the martial order did this body, remade by the jade Buddha, carry?
