INGODSHANDS

Reincarnated Into a Martial Art World

In a world where strength reigns supreme and the weak are crushed, protagonist finds himself reborn into a land of martial arts, ancient secrets, and deadly rivalries. Unlike most, power isn’t handed to him—he must carve his own path.

Here, progression isn’t about following a set formula. To break through to higher realms, one must research, experiment, and create unique techniques—a journey of self-discovery where only the truly talented rise.

With danger lurking at every turn and powerful enemies standing in his way, our protagonist must sharpen his skills, outthink his rivals, and forge a martial path entirely his own.

This is not a story of instant power. It’s a slow-burn journey of growth, struggle, and mastery.

Witness as our protagonist transcends the limits of martial arts—one battle at a time.

A world of danger. A path of self-discovery. A legend in the making.

I won't be dropping it anytime soon, still have a lot more ideas for this particular novel, I will be needing your support too.

It might be slow at at the beginning the reason is I want you all to get like a basic setting of thing then it will start moving at a normal pace.

THE MARTIAL ASCENT

A sharp gong rang through the dojo.

Kaidën's eyes snapped open. Around him, other students groaned as they hurriedly rose from their mats.

It was still dark outside, the faintest hint of orange creeping over the horizon.

"Outside. Now." Instructor Lian's voice was firm, leaving no room for hesitation.

Within minutes, the thirty students stood in a large training courtyard, the cold morning air biting at their skin. Apprentice Thorne stood at the center, flanked by two other figures.

"These are your instructors," he announced.

They will be the one to train you for the year on all the basics."

The first instructor,a towering man with arms like steel, his face weathered with years of experience. Apprentice Thorne introduced him as Apprentice Juro, dressed in the same attire as ApprenticeThorn but he only has two silver strips on his right shoulder, he will be the one to take them on strengthbased training.

The second was a lean woman dressed in flowing robes, her expression calm and unreadable. "Apprentice Yena, same as Apprentice juro, she putting on the tight fit version of the attire worn by apprentice juro and also has two silver strips as well, showcasing her two voluptuous front and somewhat curvy body.She will be training them on body control."

And finally, the last figure—a bald man with a piercing gaze, clad in an assassin-like long coat. His presence alone sent a chill through Kaidën's spine. "Apprentice Shael, Same attire but with three silver strips same has apprentice thorn.Taking them on how to mask their Intent "

Apprentice Thorne folded his arms.

"To master the martial arts, one must master these three: Strength, Control, and Intent. Today, we see where you stand."

Apperentice Juro stepped forward. "Strength—without it, you are nothing but a weak body waiting to be broken. Your first challenge: endure."

Before anyone could react, he slammed his foot into the ground—and the entire courtyard shook.

A deep pit opened beneath them, revealing a training ground filled with stone weights, climbing ropes, and thick wooden logs.

"You will carry, lift, and climb. If you collapse, you fail. If you cannot move by the end, you fail. If you stop, you fail."

His deep voice rumbled like thunder.

CHAPTER NINE