Xuanwurenxian

Wu is the Sheath of the Soul The soul is the front of martial arts The sea is boundless and the sky is the shore When the mountain reaches its peak, I am the peak Open my profound way and shine the bright sun in the world. Pull out my sword, frost thousands of miles away, and kill all enemies in the world! I have the final say whether it's life or death! Solitary and vast, there are three thousand avenues I can't bear to see my friends become new ghosts, and I angrily ask the world about life The Yellow River comes to the west to conquer Kunlun, and roars thousands of miles to touch the dragon gate! Two feet kick over the worldly road, one shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present! The man is determined to die! Look at your hands, cover the sky with a snap of your fingers, mend the cracks in the sky!