You believe that your gun is no match for my fist?

In the twentieth year of Changping, the Great Qian Dynasty was surrounded by formidable enemies overseas, and within its borders, various regional military governors protected each other, defying the imperial court's orders. Imperial decrees were worthless outside the capital, and these governors secretly colluded with foreigners, selling out territory in exchange for weapons and equipment, aiming to seize the world. To say the Great Qian Dynasty was on the verge of collapse would be an overstatement; to be precise, it was already on the verge of crumbling. Martial artists, training diligently for decades, day in and day out, were ultimately nothing more than a pile of rotten flesh against the superior ships and cannons of the Western barbarians. Gao Zhan, a transmigrator, had lived in this world for nineteen years. Unlike those around him who blindly pursued Western goods and rapid-fire weapons, he firmly believed that martial arts were the only true path to power. Others relied on heavy armor, steel machinery, protective armor, rapid-fire weapons, and flesh-and-blood modifications; martial artists, by combining the strengths of the Western barbarians, could also become powerful once more! Me: The Dragon Elephant Heaven-Piercing Method, the Great Wheel King Seal, the Vajra Joyful Walking Step, the Vajra Treasure Vase Breathing, is just...