Holy Eyes of Golden Light
Editor: Transn
In Luo Xinyao's opinion, there were countless geniuses, much more outstanding than Zhang Ruochen in the Eastern Region. Many of them were descendants of the Saint Families. Senior sister disciple Luo had shown no special treatment during their visits.
Could a young warrior from Omen Ridge be better in Martial Arts than one of the Saint Families' successors?
Just when Luo Xinyao was about to leave, a squeaking sound came from behind.
It was Zhang Ruochen, walking outside. He looked at Luo Xinyao.
Luo Xinyao had originally despised him. However, when his eyes fixated on her body, she felt an incomparable Martial Arts momentum surge through her like a violent storm.
"Boom!"
She felt like she was falling into an ice cave. The skin all over her body hurt as if she was being acupunctured. She relieved this great pressure by backing up three steps.
She was unexpectedly frightened by Zhang Ruochen's gaze.