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.,When the students in the audience saw this, they were immediately stunned and exclaimed: "That's Zhao Kuo's five-grade Yin Xiong Xiang! It seems he's here for real!",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.。