No Form, No Form

A young man found a incomplete Kung Fu book and was ridiculed by the world: No matter how good your qualifications are, if you practice with a bunch of broken pages, what kind of success can you achieve? But he had no choice. Grazing cattle and farming, if faced with years of famine, is a narrow escape; Practicing as hard as you can, with no family, no sect, no supporter, is ten years of death and no life. Since every way of life hides death, then—— In the dead end, fight a path that defies heaven and earth.