Invincible for Forty Thousand Years

A bead of sweat trickled down Yang You's forehead. He tucked a tiny speck of dust into his sleeve and said, “This move is called Cosmos in the Sleeve, right?” Two beads of sweat trickled down Yang You's forehead. He took the sun, moon, and stars into his palm and said, “This move is called Star Plucking Hand, right?” Three beads of sweat trickled down Yang You's forehead... Across the vast world, I am invincible.