The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Philip was taken aback.

Why should they make way for the other party?

There was no one else here. Would those people fight them on the spot and make them a laughingstock?

“Don’t think too much. This training isn’t as simple as you think. This place will restore the image of those who participated in the previous competitions, as well as the battle scenes, for our reference,” Laurie explained.

Philip was taken aback upon hearing that.

They could restore it?

This made it a lot easier. It was similar to a video recording, and Philip watched it with Laurie.

The sandstorm had died down by now. Not far away, a stone platform appeared at some point. It looked very large with a radius of hundreds of meters.

stood on the platform. They had no faces and held weapons made of

sandmen. They looked vague as if they were previous participants of

the sandmen. Both parties fought desperately, and the battle soon

sandmen were not injured, but those people were seriously injured. One was kneeling on the ground,

was a little

too quickly. He had not even reacted yet,

sandmen really that

Philip frowned as he recalled the fighting scenes,

the sandmen slashed at a person just now, a phantom appeared beside the sandman, which could not

simple,

something was wrong.

futile. There was another wave of fighting, and only two figures were left on the stone platform in the end, seriously injured. The other

are really strong. Those figures are definitely not weaker than me, and some are even much stronger, but they still died in the