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.,With a single step, the ground trembled beneath his feet. The wooden sword in his hand sliced through the air, whistling faintly as it charged towards Li Luo ahead.,As for their gazes, Li Luo remained unmoved. He understood the source of those eyes.。