Once upon a time, Abhay Raichand, the finest instructor in the Blood Cult, is murdered, only to wake up in the body of a martial arts teacher at a small rural academy. His new body may be weak, but he knows how to heal it, and this isn't the first time he's found himself in a body that can't access his inner strength. However, healing his body requires money, and Abbey decides that becoming the greatest instructor at Rope Academy is the best way to do it. Since, he will be up against stiff competition, Abhay will have to use everything he has at his disposal to become a teaching superstar."Why don't we believe? Just so there is no misunderstanding." Abhay says shaking hands. "What do you all say?" Abhay smiles and says looking at the crowd. Abhay takes a few steps towards the crowd and then says. "Since OK Singhania, the great warrior of the Singhania family, has opened the academy here, ask any family to send a wreath to congratulate." The people of the crowd were listening to Abhay very carefully, some people were listening with great pleasure. "What?" Anuj said shocked. Abhay said with a grin, "While you're at it, you might as well prove that the techniques you taught Singhania are not part of the Dark Style." Anuj shouted angrily. "Shut your mouth! Oh, I'll forgive you that you were ever born!" people from across the region Whispers started. When Anuj whispered, he stopped at his place. whispered through the crowd. "What world are they talking about?" the other person said in a whisper. "I think they are cheating the student by taking the name of Singhania family." One person said in a whisper.. "Do you think so?" The pleading of such people continued. Due to which Anuj was hesitating. said the old man. "Listen here, young man, are you ready to take responsibility for what you just said?" Anuj started looking at the old man. When she said.. I knew that he was the real culprit. Abhay smile a little and say "What do you mean?"