[Cybernetics] [Chinese Martial Arts] [High-Octane Action] [Dark] [Subverts Expectations]
When Wei Yan was eight, he was strapped to an operating table. His master kicked the door in, took down three hulking cybernetic bruisers in three moves, and dragged him home.
When Wei Yan was twenty, his master died in a fire. The DNA test confirmed it, but the jade bracelet she never took off had vanished without a trace.
That night, an anonymous video arrived: the bracelet had been stolen, and there was more to his master’s death than met the eye.
To uncover the truth, he entered the Abyss Arena, where cybernetic fighters took the stage, most of them half-machine and backed by millions of fans. Wei Yan was the only one there who was completely unmodified.
Others relied on mechanical arms. He relied on sinking bridges, pressure-point strikes, and turning an opponent’s strength against them.
In the first match, the butcher with eight consecutive wins went down. Wei Yan didn’t kill him.
In the second, the gentleman with ten consecutive wins was crippled. Wei Yan still didn’t kill him.
The audience went wild, the bookmakers panicked, and three hundred million vanished from a cybernetics giant’s stock value in a single day.
“This kid can win without cybernetics. He’s slapping the whole world in the face.”
Before the third match, the Greyhound Gang’s ace warned him, “I’m going to snap your neck.”
Wei Yan took his opening stance. “My master used to say that kung fu keeps you from going down the wrong path.”
