The First Heir

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.

no faces and held weapons made of sand in their

out of thin air opposite those three sandmen. They looked vague

soon as they met, they immediately launched an attack on the sandmen. Both parties fought desperately, and the battle

not injured, but those people were seriously injured.

Philip was

over too quickly. He had not

the sandmen

Philip frowned as he recalled the fighting scenes, and he soon locked on to an

phantom appeared beside the sandman, which could not be discovered if one did not

that simple, after all!”

this time, those figures seemed to have noticed something was wrong. They quickly

and only two figures were left on the stone platform in the end, seriously injured. The other figures had disappeared, most

sandmen are really strong. Those figures are definitely not weaker than me, and some are even much stronger,

watching. It’s not that