High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

In the darkness, a young girl fled through an empty street, her face filled with terror. Every now and then, she would nervously look back, as if some terrifying monster was chasing her.

The sound of rapid, labored breathing lingered for a long time.

The desolate sound of the wind around them made the place seem even more eerie.

"Help!"

Is anyone there?

Urgent cries for help rang out, but there was no response from the surrounding streets. The once bustling residential area seemed deserted.

As the girl fled before the New Year, under the dim yellow light surrounding her, a strange creature suddenly appeared from behind her, stretching her shadow several times longer.

The girl seemed to realize this as well, and her face grew even more terrified. She ran forward with all her might, trying to escape the clutches of this evil spirit.

"Bang!"

In the chaos, the girl tripped and fell to the ground, scraping her knee and bleeding profusely. As if she felt no pain, she struggled to get up.

But when he reached out to support himself, he touched something hard.

The girl was stunned.

She looked up in surprise, only to find that the strange figure that had been behind her was now in front of her.

The two are very close.

You can even feel the other person's breathing.

Suddenly, my heart jumped into my throat.

"Don't run away, I'm your older sister!"

"I won't eat you."

The dark figure in front of the girl spoke, a gentle smile on its face.

But to the girl, it sounded like the whispers of a demon, a symbol of terror.

In this environment, the scene appears somewhat eerie and frightening.

"Get away from me!"

The girl struggled and cried out, but the so-called older sister in front of her remained unmoved, ignoring the girl's injuries, and her smile was even more eerie.

The figure slowly bent down, while the girl struggled even more fiercely.

"No!"

Suddenly, a scream jolted the girl awake from her bed. Her forehead and palms were covered in cold sweat, and her panicked eyes held a lingering fear.

Even the blanket covering him was soaked with cold sweat.

The girl looked around at everything familiar in a daze when she woke up. Whether it was fear or something else, she was not relaxed at all, but rather even more nervous.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Would you like me to come in and keep you company?"

At that moment, a gentle female voice sounded from outside, carrying a sense of concern. Upon hearing the voice, the young girl trembled, appearing even more uneasy.

"No...no need, sister."

"Go and rest, I'm going to sleep."

The girl's voice trembled slightly. After refusing, she ignored the cold sweat still clinging to her body and slowly lay down on the bed, trying to calm her breathing.

Her eyes gradually closed, as if she had truly fallen asleep.

After the outside air had dissipated, and some time had passed, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes, and only then did she dare to relax her tense expression.

She carefully got up, poured herself a glass of water, and moistened her parched lips and body.

"How many times have I had this kind of dream?"

The young girl murmured, as if she were asking herself, or perhaps asking others.

It turns out that everything that just happened was just a nightmare.

But this nightmare has happened countless times already.

The girl held the water glass in both hands, feeling the temperature of the water, as if it were her only remaining warmth. She turned to look at the doorway in the room, where her sister had been standing not long ago, staring at her.

What appeared to be a heartwarming scene to outsiders was, for the girl, somewhat uncomfortable, or rather, frightening.

The girl recalled the nightmares she had been having recently. If it were just an occasional occurrence, she might not have paid much attention to it, but ever since her sister returned a few months ago, the nightmares had been haunting her.

The person who kept chasing her in her nightmares was none other than her own older sister.

Like a demon that has emerged from hell.

As a result, it has affected her normal life. Even in the real world, she feels as if she is facing a demon when she faces her sister.

"I've been having the same nightmare for a while now. Is it something you're trying to tell me?"

"What exactly are you trying to tell me?"

"Is this telling me that my sister is a bad person and I should avoid her?"

The girl spoke softly, but she was all alone in the room. Who was she talking to, and where was the hidden second person?

But after waiting for a long time, the girl didn't seem to get the answer she wanted, so she stopped asking and slowly fell asleep on the bed.

This time, the nightmare did not occur.

However, in her hazy state, a voice kept ringing in her mind, seemingly urging her to leave, but when she asked why, she suddenly woke up.

At that moment, the first rays of morning sunlight shone on her face.

It turned out that it was already early morning.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, the girl got up and dressed. For some reason, at this moment, a vague feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

It seemed to be guiding her.

This seems to be related to the nightmare she keeps having.

In order to find out everything, the girl stopped resisting and, after getting dressed and tidying up, rushed out of the house.

I happened to run into the older sister who was walking towards me.

The girl's eyes darted away, but she still forced a smile and greeted her sister.

"Sister, I have plans to meet a friend today, so I won't be eating at home."

"I'm leaving now."

After saying that, she hurriedly slipped past her sister, opened the door, and leaped up. The faint aura of a martial artist she exuded indicated that she was not only a martial artist but also a beginner martial arts master!

Be careful!

My sister's voice came from inside the room.

"Okay, I understand."

Inside the room, the older sister, who had been smiling, slowly turned cold as she watched the girl leave. Then, the door was controlled by a mysterious force and slowly closed.

The girl who left home seemed to have her suppressed feelings released. She wondered if she had gone too far, how could she only judge her sister based on nightmares?

After all, she was raised by her older sister, so wouldn't doing this break her sister's heart?

My sister is my only family member; she wouldn't threaten me.

The girl murmured to herself, but without realizing it, she had arrived at her destination, guided by the strange feeling in her heart.

The surrounding figures were jumbled together.

She looked up and was immediately struck by a huge martial arts school.

And the name of this martial arts school is none other than the recently popular Feng Huo Martial Arts School!