Warm winter sunlight streamed down, scattering rainbow-colored radiance in his eyes. At his level of strength, the slightest stirring of thought or feeling in his heart could let him know almost everything within a certain range.
Sensing the images flashing through his mind, Chen Shouyi's expression froze slightly, and he spaced out for a moment before walking over.
University was when hormones ran wild. Unfortunately, at an engineering university, there were plenty of wolves but little meat, and even fewer beauties. Wu Wenbin had gone to great lengths to befriend Zhang Xiaoyue's roommate before finally managing to ask Zhang Xiaoyue out as well.
"I don't think I'll pass this semester's martial arts exam. I've never been any good at swordsmanship," Zhang Xiaoyue's roommate, Zhou Min, said.
"I'm not looking too promising either." Zhang Xiaoyue was troubled as well. Her high school had never taken martial arts seriously, and she had not been very interested in it either. She had only been cramming hard these past few years.
"We can all get together and exchange pointers when we have time. My dad says I already have a martial artist's strength. I'm planning to get a martial artist's license over winter break," he said with a faint smile. The acne on his face gleamed with a confident, oily sheen under the sunlight.
"Wow, that's amazing! Then why didn't you take the entrance exam for the Martial Arts Academy?" Zhou Min asked exaggeratedly.
Wu Wenbin glanced at Zhang Xiaoyue and saw that she was only smiling with her lips pressed together. He immediately felt a little dispirited. "I wanted to, but my dad wouldn't let me. He was worried I'd get hurt."
"Your dad's a martial artist too?" Zhou Min asked curiously.
"He's a Great Martial Artist," Wu Wenbin said casually.
Zhou Min