All Inner Power, No Moves

For seven years, ordinary assistant manager Kang Tae-pyeong has practiced a breathing technique from a martial-arts novel on his subway commute and in the office restroom. His core feels heavy, but he can't tell whether it's inner power or indigestion. Then, on his way home on Line 2, a rogue martial artist's fist lands square on his solar plexus. A modern martial-arts story about an office worker with deep inner power and not a single move.