I Really Don't Have a Martial Arts Manual!

Chen Chu transmigrated to another world seventeen years ago.

From what he could tell, it seemed to be a martial arts world, but it was unlike any ordinary martial arts world.

Technology was advanced and skyscrapers filled the skyline. The Mount Hua Sword Tournament, held once every ten years, was livestreamed to the entire nation.

"Two Deer infant formula, for peace of mind with every bottle!"

The Martial Arts Alliance Leader promoted his formula on camera. The moment a champion earned the title of the greatest under heaven, he started expanding his business empire.

The strongest martial arts techniques were inherited through family lines, while even ordinary techniques sold for sky-high prices. Teenagers who had only trained with swords for a few years dared to leave school and fight in the streets.

Chen Chu gripped the USB drive in his hand. It held the key to everything that would make him rise to prominence.

"How are you so strong? Could it be... that the martial arts manual is in your hands?"

"Chen Chu possesses a priceless treasure. Everyone must kill him!"

Looking at the crowd, Chen Chu could only protest helplessly. "I really don't have any martial arts manual!"