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.,（The new book is open, thank you all for your support, whether you are a new reader or an old one, I hope that The King of All Phases will accompany you again in the future.）。