Yang Chengrong and his three brothers were stunned by the scene before them; their little sister had not only kicked down a boar weighing hundreds of pounds but had also slit its throat. She was simply too formidable.
"Ninth sister, are you okay?" Yang Chengrong hurried over and asked with concern, finally coming back to his senses.
Gently shaking her head, Yang Mengchen said to her still shaken brothers, "I'm fine."
"Ninth sister, what was that move you just used? Can you teach me?" Yang Chengning asked eagerly.
Ever since their father had returned from the battlefield with an arm lost, he had vowed to become a soldier, to find a way to the border adjacent to Beiyue Country. He was naturally strong, and if he could learn his sister's martial arts, he surely would be able to defeat Beiyue's troops, to avenge their father and those fallen soldiers.
