Saintly Flesh: My Iron Sand Palm Is a Little Too Hard

Name: Saintly Flesh: My Iron Sand Palm Is a Little Too Hard
Author: Little Monk of the Tang Dynasty

肉身成圣：我的铁砂掌有点硬

by Little Monk of the Tang Dynasty (大唐小衲)

Status: Completed
Length: 1.1M Words
Genre: Eastern Fantasy
Subgenre: Eastern Cultivation
Updated: 7mo ago
Source: Fanqie

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Synopsis

After transmigrating into a martial world, Lu Chen finds himself a lowly bodyguard-agency servant with blocked meridians, unable to cultivate internal energy.

Masters of internal arts can pluck flowers and leaves as weapons, their true qi surging through the air. He has nothing but a pair of calloused hands and a neglected fragment of the Iron Sand Palm manual.

The jianghu mocks him: “A brute who relies on external training will be an ant all his life!”

Lu Chen says nothing. Day after day, he plunges his hands into iron sand. Drawing on the knowledge of his past life, he improves the medicinal formula, records the results, and trains this “clumsy technique” to its utmost limit.

His palms shatter bluestone. His fists break tempered steel. Until at last... one palm strike disperses a master’s true qi!

When so-called geniuses have their bones and sinews crushed beneath his hands, when arrogant sects are swept aside by his bare palms,

the entire jianghu finally realizes in horror: this “useless man” who cannot wield internal energy is using the clumsiest method of all to forge an unprecedented path... proving the Dao through sheer strength!

“True qi into astral force? Divine powers and spells?” Lu Chen opens his iron-dark palms and grins. “One palm strike is all I need.”