In the end, the two were evenly matched, but Sanbao still won.
Shao Yang couldn't bring himself to really hit a woman, could he? Panting, he asked, "You're incredible. I've never met a girl who could fight like you."
Sanbao threw down her boxing gloves and walked away. "Just playing around for fun."
In the past, Sanbao had the weakest constitution among her siblings. But whenever she set her mind to something, she would always succeed. She had to.
Shao Yang followed behind her. "What else can you do?"
"A lot," Sanbao said flatly.
Eager to learn more about her, Shao Yang pressed, "Like what?"
"Taekwondo, eight languages, chess, Go, calligraphy..." she listed. She had dabbled in all of them. While not a master in any, she was far better than the average person.
Sibao, whose eye was a bit bruised, clutched his mouth in pain. "Ouch! Hey, Shao Yang, you're bruised too. Who hit you?"
