Han An had transmigrated several years ago, but had achieved nothing. The only thing he had stuck with was boxing.
On his ten-thousandth punch, his golden finger suddenly awakened.
Fate is iron, but will can forge it. Heaven favors no one, but the diligent will reap their rewards.
From that day on, the Great Yong Dynasty lost one mediocrity and gained a "madman" who seized every moment.
Heaven moves with vigor; the noble-minded man strives without cease.
He no longer asked about his past life or the next. From the dust, punch by punch, he carved out a path to the heavens.
