King of All Forms

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.,This honor wall has been seen countless times by the students of Nánfēng Academy. Logically, they should be tired of it by now, but every day, this place remains the most lively spot.,As for their gazes, Li Luo remained unmoved. He understood the source of those eyes.。