There was no doubt that she loved martial arts, and had been interested in ancient martial arts techniques even in the modern world. However, the ancient martial arts she learned didn’t seem as profound as the ones described in books.
This made her think that those so-called inner strength and light skills were all fabricated. However, she found out the truth when Young Master Mu tried to snatch her pearl at Mu’s Clinic. The inner strength must be real because Mu Shaoling was unbelievably fast, and she barely managed to dodge him.
Now that Mu Shaoling mentioned it again, she became eager to learn and, of course, she didn’t want to admit defeat as a martial artist.
"Do you really want to compete with me?" Young Master Mu glanced at her.
"Yes, I do. Dare you?"
"What a joke! What do I have to be afraid of? Just don’t run into that boy’s arms and cry when you lose."
"Pah! Don’t underestimate me."
As she spoke, Yang Chuxia had already made her way to the open space in the middle of the garden, which was large enough for an open-air banquet.
"Come on, let me teach you a lesson and show you the consequences of underestimating me."
Mu Shaoling knew he had no choice but to compete. He was also curious about how good this girl’s martial skills were and who had taught her. He had investigated, but she didn’t seem to have any notable relatives. Her family was quite ordinary.
So this girl must have a secret.
"You better be ready for this!" Mu Shaoling’s initial move was a killer one, filled with intensity and testing, even using his lightness skills.
He appeared ghostly behind Yang Chuxia one moment and on her left side the next. Each time, it seemed like he was about to hit her, but she always managed to dodge and counterattack unexpectedly.
"Who do you think will win?" Baili Yan asked indifferently.
Ye Zi’an looked at Yang Chuxia in the middle with a faint smile, "In my heart, Xiaxia will win!"
He didn’t say the rest, but Baili Yan understood his meaning and laughed it off.
Finally, the two people stopped. In the end, Mu Shaoling won, but it was not an easy victory, as evidenced by his heavy breathing.
"Kid, I really pity you, I really do!" The first thing Mu Shaoling said to Ye Zi’an when he came out of the field was this.
This girl’s skills were simply too impressive. She didn’t even know any inner strength yet. If she did, even he would be no match for her.
Tsk tsk, it’s better to marry a gentle and pleasant wife.
Ye Zi’an knew what Mu Shaoling was referring to and replied with this sentence.
At this point, Yang Chuxia also came over, sweating from the competition.
Ye Zi’an took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped her forehead.
"It’s a disadvantage to be short, look, you can reach my head even when sitting down."
"Pfft..." Baili Yan laughed again from the side, thinking that this girl was really quite amusing.
Hearing Yang Chuxia’s words, Ye Zi’an replied seriously, "You haven’t reached your growth spurt yet, there’s no rush."
"Hey girl, isn’t your wheelchair good?" Mu Shaoling sat down after drinking a cup of tea and commented on Ye Zi’an’s wheelchair.
Yang Chuxia was naturally satisfied with the wheelchair made by Uncle Dayong. How could his craftsmanship be compared to ordinary people?
"Of course, everything produced by the Yang Family is guaranteed to be good quality."