Grandmaster [System]

I thought this was just an ordinary case of being reborn, but something about the rhythm of the world around me feels off!

Zhuo Yang watches as his own mother uses qinggong to go grocery shopping, while his father grills steak with his Fire Cloud Palm. A kid downstairs leaves a handprint in a wooden board with one slap, and the old lady next door calls her husband home for dinner with a Lion's Roar.

"..." What else can he do but trail off?

All right, no matter what has changed in this world, having his family back and getting a new life are both good things. And now a martial arts System has dropped out of the sky. It all sounds like one good thing after another, except...

System: I'm out of energy. I have to go.

Zhuo Yang: ...

System: If you want to use the System, you have to fuse with a soul and become the System yourself.

Zhuo Yang: That's a good thing.

System: There are quite a few restrictions.

Zhuo Yang: ...

System: Don't worry. Come on, let's look at the first rule. As a System... you have to choose a host.

Zhuo Yang: ...

So, he spends his days working hard to learn martial arts with the System, and his nights moonlighting as a System, pushing someone else to study hard...

There is such a thing as being too busy!!!

This is a story about getting a golden finger, then having to be someone else's golden finger too.

P.S. Only the descendants of Yan and Huang can learn martial arts. Foreigners have superpowers.

P.S. All the martial arts names in this story were made up using a name generator and the author's imagination. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.

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