Another summer.
Duke Fu's Mansion.
The training ground.
"Hei-ha!"
With a lovely shout.
A fair little hand as white as jade hits a piece of bluestone, which suddenly shatters as if it were struck by a big hammer.
The Princess Consort looks unbelievingly at her own hands, their skin fair and delicate, yet able to split bluestones apart.
"Is... am I an Acquired Martial Artist now?"
Acquired Martial Artists practice True Qi, also known as inner strength, which is a magical force produced from the Qi and blood in one's body. Once achieved, breaking stones and splitting tablets would be easy tasks.
But the Princess Consort knew she had only practiced martial arts for a few months.
Even saying she practiced martial arts was a bit of an exaggeration.
She simply went through a few stances, stretched her muscles and bones, and occasionally had some oil wiped off by a certain person. Sometimes, she couldn't help but laugh at their absurdity.
