When Luo Yu first entered the gym, hundreds of eyes barely glanced her way.
But as soon as this woman walked in, exclamations rang out, and nearly all gazes shifted over, pupils dilating, then unable to look away.
Because this woman was simply too beautiful.
So stunning she defied description, as if a magical charm radiated from her, capturing everyone's attention.
Her outfit was nothing special: a white cardigan, plaid miniskirt, white socks, canvas shoes, but with eyes that stole the show, cool cheeks, rosy lips, and features of exquisite craftsmanship. She appeared like heaven's favorite, exuding a breathtaking allure.
"Beautiful, so beautiful."
"Hiss—"
"Who is this woman, why do I feel like my soul is being hooked away with just one glance?"
"No good, the dao heart I've maintained for eighteen years almost slipped, no, it has already slipped." Young students clutching their chests let out aunt-like giggles.
Luo Yu took in the appearance of the woman in the distance.
A stranger, indeed very beautiful.
He nodded to himself silently.
Even at the first glance earlier, he had almost been ensnared by the woman's looks and figure.
"Charm Skill?"
Luo Yu wondered inwardly, but after observing for several breaths, he dismissed the thought, because it was impossible for the woman to pull any tricks under his Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze.
Quite a natural charmer.
No, that's not quite right.
She was different from a natural charmer.
This woman's every move radiated incredible seduction, but between her brows and eyes emitted a coldness that said 'strangers keep out.'
To men, it felt like a combination of ice and fire.
At first glance, irresistibly attracted, but just as they thought of getting closer, they were scorched by the icy demeanor she radiated, daring not to make any rash moves.
Luo Yu saw many of the freshmen, who were quite pleased with themselves, itching to strike up a conversation.
That was normal.
They were the pride of their respective cities and provinces, now in a new city, and upon seeing a top-notch beauty, it was natural for spring feelings to stir and minds to wander.
Youth is just like that.
Luo Yu smiled, thinking this was all very normal, even amusing, and he was curious to see how the male students would be received and what the woman's reaction would be.
However, looking at those eager boys, who were making a racket with their mouths but had already taken steps, none of them had the courage to actually approach, or even take a few more steps closer to the woman; their faces went from conflicted to deflated.
Chickened out?
Tsk.
Luo Yu, with his insightful eyes, recognized the psychological struggle of those boys.
They were smitten by the woman's beauty, desperately wanting to chat, yet cowed by her icy aloofness, they surrendered.
How boring, rejection won't kill you, how will you ever find a partner if you're so concerned about losing face?
Luo Yu silently scoffed, then turned his attention back to the woman.
At first glance, spellbinding; looking again, one couldn't help but marvel at her natural beauty. The combination of seductiveness and icy solitariness was generally unbearable for most.
This must be the so-called Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Dajiuer from the group of new students.
The number one beauty among the freshmen, truly living up to her reputation.
Upon entering the gym, Dajiuer thought the annoying gazes that had been staring at her from outside would finally disappear.
But instead, she encountered even more stares inside.
These gazes, without exception, harbored various desires like greed, lust, and possession, making Dajiuer feel disgusted and irritated.
Many women like the feeling of being the center of attention, basking in people's admiration and using their beauty to command men.
But Dajiuer felt nothing but disgust for all that.
When she was very young, a powerful middle-aged Martial Artist seemed to treat her well but had sinister intentions toward her.
Thankfully, her family arrived in time to kill the Martial Artist.
Since then, she felt a repulsion toward men, a disdain.
All men cared about were her figure and looks; who really cared about her, Dajiuer, even though she had won the title of Martial Champion in her hometown? The most she ever received were compliments for being pretty.
Beauty first, strength second.
This time at Chuan Province Martial University, she aimed to prove herself, to become the top person in the entire university through hard work and diligence.
To shed the tag of beauty.
What she most wanted was to surpass her own looks so that one day when people mentioned her, they would recall and admire her strength, not her superficial appearance.
"Fellow student, my name is Shentian, can I help you with your luggage?" A suave, handsome young man approached, seemingly another new student in waiting.
Dajiuer frowned just from hearing his voice and didn't even glance at him.
"No, thank you."
"I can manage."
She declined politely yet firmly, giving no chance for any further thought.
The young man was taken aback.
Confident in his looks, heritage, and strength, he believed he was among the cream of the crop of the freshmen.
Yet she hadn't given him the slightest opportunity.
The icy aura she exuded almost gave him frostbite.
Unfazed, Shentian continued, "You're very beautiful, undoubtedly a top beauty in this world. With such a stunning appearance, you must be the well-known Dajiuer among the new students."
Dajiuer's frown deepened; he had precisely hit a nerve.
She gave a cold "Hmm," avoided him, and walked away.
Luo Yu watched from a distance, speechless.
This guy looked alright, but why was his brain like a watt short of a bulb?
Come on.
After all, she's a Martial Artist, and those who come to Martial University are definitely strong enough to take on ten, if not a hundred, as a Spirit Martialist.