Everyone in the world says that martial arts can reach heaven and reverse destiny.
No one saw it, but under the dust, bones piled up the stairs of the world.
Thirty years after the spiritual energy was revived, there were two floors in Jiangcheng.
The upper-class warriors eat meat, the powerful are rampant, and treat ordinary people as trivial things;
The lower-level mortals, ants, are tired of running for their lives, struggling in the swamp of fireworks.
Chen Jin was once a dragon-toothed blade who fought bloody battles at borders, killed strange beasts, and suppressed riots.
A betrayal, broken bones and veins, and sealed blood.
He took off his military armor, buried his killing blows, and locked his all-powerful abilities into his flesh and blood.
An eDonkey, dressed in work clothes, mingling with the crowd, being the most ordinary takeaway rider.
He is tolerant, silent, and accommodating to the world's harshness, and just wants to be a common man and survive the rest of his life.
But in this troubled world of martial arts, ordinary people never have peace of mind.
Martial arts schools rely on the strong to bully the weak, aristocratic families trample on the bottom, ferocious beasts stalk the shadows, and gnaw on mortals in the dark.
Honest people are bullied, kind people bleed, and the fireworks in the market are crushed by filth over and over again.
When there is no place for gentleness, when there is no place for weakness, there is no one to protect you.
The knife buried deep in the bones and blood had to be unsheathed again.
I do not seek martial arts to reach heaven, nor do I seek great fame.
I came from the mire, and I will guard those in the mire.
Use your broken body to fight against the powerful, and use your mortal body to suppress the darkness.
Thousands of warriors in the world seek to become gods, but I am the only one who insists on becoming a human being.
I am Chen Jin, a special operations team member hiding in the market and delivering food.
