King of All Forms

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.,There were low, rumbling growls, barely audible, seeming to come from within the burly youth's body.,Those were a pair of golden eyes, radiating an indescribable purity. If you stared into them for too long, they could even give you a sense of pressure.。