Many young boys and girls, their faces full of youth and vitality, were dressed in training uniforms, sitting cross-legged around the field. Their eyes were fixed on the center where two figures were rapidly clashing in a sparring match. Their wooden swords collided with each other, producing a clear and crisp sound that echoed throughout the training ground.,As for those gazes, Li Luo remained quite composed. He walked along the path until he reached the entrance of the academy, where he paused his steps.,She looked somewhat cold and distant, gazing straight ahead. One hand was on her slender waist, the other gripping a heavy sword. In that instant, a sense of dashing, fierce power came crashing over everyone.。