Assassin! That is, an assassin! Mysterious, stealthy, and deadly! They hone the art of the one-hit kill, vanishing without a trace. They are the nightmares of their enemies! Mo Shuyin, as an assassin, should be like that, but he looked at his own muscles. "I'm okay with the one-hit kill... but why run? A real man should be fearless! To overpower the enemy! To shatter their skulls! To be breathtaking! And finally! A powerful, intentional punch!"