Recycling Bin Martial Arts: I Define the Jianghu

A letter left by my grandfather dragged me into one storm after another. I painstakingly practiced the Yungui Silken Fist; its force is like water, like thread, focused on controlling people without harming them. Everyone in the world thought I was just an ordinary youth at the bottom, not knowing that I honed my soft force day and night in the Dust Ruins. When the storm suddenly rose, masters from all sides fought over a secret object, and they would watch me rely on a single thread of silk, quietly waiting for the wind to rise, rising straight to the blue clouds! — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Recycling Bin Martial Arts: I Define the Jianghu — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠