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.,Li Luo's figure, like a flying sparrow, darted forward to the burly youth's front. The wooden sword in his hand was drawn suddenly with the momentum of unsheathing, and in that instant, a gleam flashed by, piercing towards the burly youth's chest at lightning speed.,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.。