Flowers Bloom from Battlefield

Although Jun Saya forbade Jun Hua to protect her, little Jun Hua still wanted her mother to be safe. Moving her feet across the street to play, she encountered the boys from yesterday.

"Look, she is here!"

"Great, there is no one here!"

As they say that, they circled around her. With her big and round eyes, little Jun Hua watched their movement. Before she could react, she felt pain on her head. She lost her balance and fell to the ground. In the next second, she felt another pain from her back. She completely didn't understand, what did she do wrong to make them hate her so much?

Children could only follow what their parents teach them. If their parent said that she was a disgrace that shouldn't be here, they would follow what their parent said and took things onto their hand. Because they were still young, they didn't know that there was a gray between black and white.

In the midst of the barrage, Jun Hua's eyes caught a small stick near her. Reaching out her hand to take it, she swung it to block the boy's barrage. That one movement made them surprised. Because of Jun Hua's labors in helping her mother, her arm strength was more than what ordinary children around her would have. The boys were pushed back as Jun Hua continued to attack using that small stick.

Her movement was sluggish and full of loopholes, but it was enough to drive the stupid children away. When they have gone, Jun Hua fell down to the ground and panted heavily. She was trying her best to drive them and luckily she succeeded.

Staring at the stick in her hand, she thought that she might be able to help her mother should she learn martial arts that used a weapon like this stick.

Jun Saya almost fainted when she saw her daughter's condition, but little Jun Hua instead asked her a question.

"Mother, is there any weapon that like this stick?" little Jun Hua raised the stick.

"Do you mean sword? Ah, forget it, come with me to clean up your wound…"

Under Jun Saya strict supervision, little Jun Hua wound healed fast and she could go around to play again after a short time. This time, little Jun Hua secretly followed the men from her village who went to study martial arts. She wanted to know where they learned it.

The journey lasted for around one hour before they arrived at Guo Village. Little Jun Hua stopped in front of the place those men stepped in, a training hall. Standing in front of the place, she hesitated to go inside because she didn't know what she could do.

"What are you doing here, little girl?"

Little Jun Hua raised her head. With her dirty appearance and the way she was dressed, people would think that she was boy. However, the man before her could quickly discern that she was a girl.

"I want to learn martial art!" little Jun Hua answered with determination.

The man stared at Jun Hua's small stature. She was only five years old, why did she want to learn martial arts that badly? Besides, with that thin arm, there was no way she could last training that long.

"Learning martial art is hard, little girl. You better go home and learn things that a girl should learn," the man said with persuading tone.

"I need to learn martial art, so that my mother will not be bullied," little Jun Hua said again.

The man knew that there was no way he could shake the little girl determination. Beckoning the girl to follow him, he led her inside where she could see big jars of water located on the back.

"There is a well down the hill. If you can fill the entire jar within six hours, I will take you in as a disciple."

The jar alone was far bigger than little Jun Hua body, which would take her a long time to finish just filing one jar. Looking at the bucket on the side, she knew that she needed to move back and forth a few times before the jar was full. Nevertheless, her smile bloomed.

"Is that a promise, Uncle?" little Jun Hua raised her head excitedly.

Seeing that girl smile, he nodded, "Yes."

"Okay, I will start now," taking the bucket, little Jun Hua ran down the hill to fill the bucket. Although the distance was far, she was still smiling.

The man watched for a few minutes before leaving her to finish the task. Since then, little Jun Hua would come here every two days and did the task, only for her to fail in the end. Still, her fighting spirit didn't decrease, and she continued to fill the jars until she finally completed it.

"Uncle, I have filled the jar full of water," little Jun Hua said with an excited smile.

The man looked at Jun Hua small stature in disbelief. This little lass actually managed to do it within a few months? Shaking his head lightly, he walked to the back and found the jar was brimming with water, the evidence that little Jun Hua finished the assignment.

"How old are you?" he looked towards Jun Hua.

"I will be six in a few days," little Jun Hua answered.

"I see."

"So, can I study martial art here?" little Jun Hua looked at the man with pleading eyes.

The man contemplated for a moment. He did teach the people here, but most of them were adult and he only did it because they paid him. However, this little girl case was special since he knew that she still didn't understand the meaning of money.

Seeing her determination and the arm strength she possessed, a thought came across his mind.

"I will teach you," the man said slowly, "But you have to call me Teacher Kan."

Little Jun Hua's mouth widened into a smile, "Okay, Teacher Kan!"

That was the start of Jun Hua learning the sword under Den Kan.