Sheng Leyun understood perfectly well that in a world like this, a woman like her—destined to grow up to be breathtakingly beautiful—would have a sense of confidence no matter where she went if she had some decent martial arts skills.
She had practiced martial arts in many other worlds, and always from a young age. Even without her memories, many skills had already become instinctual. They just needed the right environment to be gradually activated and stimulated. This was the fundamental difference between mission-takers—it was all about who had accumulated more experience.
Once her body's potential was unlocked, her learning speed in martial arts would leave everyone else in the dust!
However, the process was also quite painful. Just thinking about all the targeted training sessions made her start to worry.
Sheng Leyun's little face fell, but she still managed a weak nod. "Thank you, Brother Cheng. I'll do my best to stick with it."
