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.,“Little Lightning Sword!” exclaimed another person. Li Luo’s sword strike was like a leaping antelope, a flash of light, swift and ruthless. This forced them to admire the first-ranked scholar of Nanheng Academy, truly living up to his reputation.,Ahead, a throng of people gathered, bustling and noisy.。