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"Chuan Wu is a big joke!" "Look at the masters you call them. Which one is not a charlatan who can be knocked down with one punch?" "Stop bragging about your profound martial arts skills! If you are really capable, go to the ring and become a world champion!" Duan looked at the audience who kept scolding and laughing at traditional martial arts, and he showed his signature smile. "Just get... Get a world championship, right?" This is the path of a boxing champion born with a movement disorder, and it is also the path of a man in the world.

What to do? Half of the pieces on the chessboard are missing. The old chess player was already terminally ill. He raised his head, Looking at the fallen leaves in autumn, With the smell of decay, Piece by piece, Covered up on the broken computer screen in the junkyard. He picked up the fallen leaves with some melancholy. Put it on the chessboard, The chess pieces that had been missing for a long time were gathered together. He laughed, Very much like the fallen leaves on the chessboard, It's also like the weeds blowing in the wind on the ground.