Combat sports are the cruelest form of competition. There is no retreat and no shortcut, only lonely battles. Your fists are your weapons, your body is the battlefield, pain is a constant, and defeat is the end.
Transmigrated into the body of a construction worker buried under a million in debt, Hao Ren heard a System notification in his mind on his thirtieth day hauling cement.
[Combat Master System successfully bound]
[Inherited kickboxing legend Andy Ristie’s template]
With a court summons and a million in debt driving him into a corner, he tore down a faded fight poster from the construction site noticeboard and began his own legend.
But the journey didn’t end there. As he surveyed the world from the summit of kickboxing, an even greater challenge called to him from another arena: the ultimate hall of MMA, a sport renowned for its ground fighting, the UFC.
“He only knows how to fight standing up!” “Put him in a cage and he’s lamb to the slaughter.”
Facing a world full of doubters, Hao Ren carried the old injuries he’d brought with him from the construction site and started over from scratch. Through the most insane training regimen imaginable, he would engrain Brazilian jiu-jitsu, wrestling, and ground-and-pound into his fighting instincts, one skill at a time.
From standing champion to MMA rookie, from the corner of the octagon to the spotlight at its center, he would prove to the world that the left fist that could bring down a concrete wall could also claim a new throne inside the cage.
“They say my game is all standing up?” In the UFC title fight, he bent down, draped the championship belt over his shoulder, and said calmly to the camera, “Now the whole cage is my construction site.”
The author himself is writing a book for the first time. I hope you readers can give me more opinions. The routine is a bit old. I am older and my imagination is not that full. I want to write a story about breaking the injustice of fate with two fists.