At this moment, the number of people appearing in the training grounds was more than anyone could have imagined.
Not only were the personnel and guard knights from the Meipros family present, but even the soldiers who typically trained here were scattered around in small groups, standing at a distance, holding their breaths, and looking towards the two confronting each other.
They could clearly feel a presence from those two that seemed heavy enough to crush the earth, turning into a storm that met them head-on.
Feeling that presence, even the most resolute could not help but be moved at this moment. Those of weaker will lost all color in their faces, and if it weren't for the fact that they were still knights and swordsmen who had undergone rigorous training, they would certainly have been overwhelmed by the storm of that presence, kneeling on the ground trembling.
"Is that, is that the Thunder Light Sword Saint of legends?"