[Jidao Style] + [Hardcore Martial Arts] + [Decisive Killing]
Human life is as cheap as grass, and the world is as black as iron.
Ye Qing traveled through time and became a consumptive ghost in Chenggen Lane of the outer city, with a month's debt from the King of Hell hanging above his head. Anyone else would have resigned himself to death.
Fortunately, as a wanderer traveling far away, he received help from Blue Star's mother.
So he shouted, Stud is a kind of wisdom!
He staked his life on borrowing money frantically from four banks to increase the leverage, and in exchange for a chance, he broke the threshold to enter the inner city boxing gym!
We are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, but martial arts is like a natural chasm?
When he threw his first punch and established his first stake, the cold writing in his eyes became the only truth in this world of eating people:
Then treat one day as three days, practice until your bones are broken and your muscles are broken, and you practice until you vomit blood!
From [training skin like pig iron] to [tempering bones and casting fine steel]; from the mud-legged man in Wanli County to the extremely evil demon who shattered the rules.
"Seeking immortality? Seeking wealth? Seeking justice?"
The young man stood on the top of the mountains, his fists dripping with blood, his expression indifferent:
"All I want is... Give it one punch and you will never regret it even if you die!"
