There are people in this world born with blocked meridians, fated to never learn martial arts.
But no one knows that the reason they cannot cultivate inner force is that their bodies run on another lost and forbidden art, one that vanished two hundred years ago: the Art of Dissection. It lets them see the essence of all things and predict every move. Once the former waste and castoff opens his eyes, he will take apart every rule of the martial world.
Lin Chen was the biggest joke of the Lingnan Lin family. Born the eldest legitimate son, he had failed to cultivate even a trace of inner force in sixteen years. The elders' council put him on trial in front of everyone, stripped him of his surname, crippled his meridians with a single palm strike, and threw him out a side gate. His younger brother stood at the ancestral hall entrance and said just three words: "Don't come back."
On the night he was cast out of the family, his eyes began to ache terribly.
When the pain passed, the world had changed. He could see cracks inside brick walls, the paths of the body's meridians, and the tiniest flaws in every move. He had no idea what had happened to him, but he knew one thing: if this ability was ever exposed, he would die.
