The two were about to head toward the main building.
"Miss Chen."
A voice came from ahead and to one side.
Chen Siyao stopped.
Someone stood before them.
A ponytail. Features with a classical beauty. There was something hard to describe about her expression: cool, but not the kind of coldness that kept people at arm's length. Quiet. A quiet kind of coolness.
She wore the standard Pengcheng High Martial Arts uniform, her sleeves rolled halfway up her forearms, exposing her slender wrists.
There were a few faint marks on her wrists... not quite scars, more like traces left by some sort of training.
Chen Siyao recognized her.
Yun Wanlan. Yun was a surname barely found even among the Hundred Family Surnames. There were probably fewer than a hundred people with it nationwide.
Yun Wanlan and Chen Siyao were known as the two campus beauties of Pengcheng High Martial Arts.
Her looks were part of what had earned Yun Wanlan a place on that list. More important, though, was her terrifying 13.5% absorption rate. When it had been measured during her college entrance physical, it had shaken the entire country. Even foreign media had reported on it.
But she herself kept an extremely low profile and almost never accepted media interviews.
She came from an ordinary family. Both her parents were from rural western Guangdong, and she had earned admission to High Martial Arts entirely through her own talent. The media had dubbed her the "commoner campus beauty."
"Miss Yun." Chen Siyao nodded in greeting.
"Miss Chen." Yun Wanlan nodded too. The way she looked at Chen Siyao was different. It was neither how a fan looked at an idol nor how one classmate looked at another. Instead...
"I want to spar with you."
Her voice was quiet, but the