The sister who traveled through time wants to dominate the other world and become the empress!

Martial Arts Field——

"Won't there be a disciple assessment in half a month? I don't want to lose face. Don't you know martial arts? Although I don't have spiritual roots, I can practice martial arts."

"Okay, no problem. You're a woman, so you should learn defensive moves and practice dodging more. This way, at least you won't get hurt."

As he spoke, Yan Mu also recited: "Wooden sword, life."

The wooden roots in the air gathered together to form a wooden sword, and Xu An reached out to take it.

"This wooden sword is for you. It contains my spiritual power and has strong defensive properties. I will teach you a few more moves later. You will have no problem defending against three people."

Xu An was delighted, thinking that what Zhu Yu taught her were all moves that required magic. If Zhu Yu didn't cast spells on the talisman for her, she would know nothing. In comparison, she liked Yan Muyi's talisman better. Although it was only for defense, at least she didn't need to cast spells every time, and it was a weapon that belonged to her alone.

The martial arts training ground was very lively, with disciples everywhere.

Xu An followed Yan Muyi's practice, move by move, and had already learned a move, which mainly involved using a wooden sword to defend against attacks from above.

Zhu Yu stood on the sect's attic, watching the two of them from afar. He didn't know how long he had been watching, but he saw Xu An and Yan Muyi practicing back to back. The two of them cooperated very well, and could even move together in a roundabout way.

He put his hands behind his back, jumped down from the attic, and landed beside the two men.

"Xu An, have you hung the stakes?"

Seeing Zhu Yu coming, the two stopped and Xu An said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother, what's the point of hanging the stake?"

"Hanging poles is to train your perseverance and strength. If you don't hang poles, no matter how much defense you practice, it will be useless."

"Brother Zhu, she is a woman, so hanging her with stakes won't be very effective. The disciple assessment is coming soon, and hanging her with stakes will only consume her body. She should practice some flexible defensive moves, so that at least she won't get hurt."

Yan Muyi blocked Xu An to his side and spoke to Zhu Yu respectfully.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhu Yu, those disciples are not practicing hanging poles, they are all practicing martial arts techniques. I don't want to embarrass myself during the assessment. I want to do something useful in such a short time."

Zhu Yu had a cold and slightly ugly face, "You don't have to take the disciple assessment."

Xu An was confused, "Why? In order to make me hang the stake, they didn't even let me take part in the disciple assessment?"

"You don't know anything, so what can you take part in the test? Do you think that the defense you have learned now can beat them? Isn't it a good thing for you not to take part in the test?"

Zhu Yu's three questions about death successfully aroused Xu An's rebellious heart.

His tone suddenly turned angry. "I don't know anything, but I'm learning. What's the point of asking me to hang on a stake? To train my muscles? I don't have any spiritual roots. No matter how much I train my strength, I can't beat them. What's wrong with the defense I learned? I have flexible moves and I can fight them at a loss."

"Also, what do you mean by not having an assessment is a good thing for me? Who are you showing off to? Do you know what they will say about me behind my back? That I am using a backdoor? That I am relying on my looks to gain connections? If I have the ability, I will have it. If I don't, I won't have it. If I don't have it, I will learn. Are you a male chauvinist?"

"Okay, if you are at the end of the test day, go down the mountain by yourself."

"I know, you don't have to tell me!"

"Xu An..." Yan Muyi wanted to ease the atmosphere, but Xu An got so angry that he pulled him away.

"Don't talk to him, arrogant man!"

Xu An and Yan Muyi ran angrily to the kitchen, leaving Zhu Yu standing there with his hands pinching his knuckles and watching them go.

"Xu An, it's okay. We will be in groups of two. Protect yourself."

Yan Muyi has made up his mind and will definitely help Xu An win first place.

"I must slap him in the face! He actually mocked me. This kind of man is mentally tortured except for his handsome appearance!"

Yan Muyi placed his hand on Xu An's back and gently helped her to calm down. His eyes were gentle. "Don't be angry. Guess what I brought you?"

As he spoke, he took out the tightly wrapped green jade scroll from his arms and slowly opened it.

When Xu An saw the green jade roll, he was instantly filled with joy and a little excited, "Mung bean cake?! How do you know I like to eat this?"

"Mung bean cake? Oh, this one. When we first met that day, I saw you eating so much that your mouth was full. There were only two pieces left on the whole plate."

Xu An was very happy, but then he thought of something, "Huh? First time meeting? You are..."

Yan Muyi patted his head, "Oh, I forgot to say, Ze'an told me, I know you are not the Xu An of the past."

"Thank you, Yan Muyi. I thought you came up the mountain to find me because you thought I was the Xu An from before. But it turns out you really came to find me. Woo woo, I'm so touched."

"I love you so much, Yan Muyi. If you hadn't come, I would have been depressed to death. Thank you! You are handsome and kind, you really deserve to be called a handsome young man!"

After hearing what Xu An said, Yan Mu felt a little shy and didn't know what to say.

Before he could say anything nice, Xu An hugged him and said, "I like you so much! You really are my best friend!"

Xu An let go, sat on the steps, and slowly savored the delicacy that he had not eaten for a long time.

You can never get tired of eating mung bean cake, it tastes exactly the same as the modern ones!

Yan Muyi touched his face embarrassedly, feeling a little hot, especially the words "I like you so much" made his neck almost red.

Xu An said he likes me?

Yan Muyi patted his face with the back of his hand.

It's so hot, wouldn't my face be very red? When other ladies said those lies to me, my heart never skipped a beat like this before. Could it be that... I really like Xu An?