"Grand-Uncle-Master, is this really Master's method of wielding the sword?" Fan Ya hurriedly asked.
Lord Taihua nodded and said, "It doesn't merely resemble it—it was practically cut from the same mold. Not to mention the strange and unpredictable variations, even the decisiveness in wielding the sword is as though he himself were using it. If she can persevere, given enough time, I'm afraid none of you will be her match... This is truly a heaven-bestowed talent!"
"Ah... Is she really that formidable? Then among us, is there really not a single person more formidable than Little Junior Sister? Grand-Uncle-Master has never given any of us such high praise." Fan An hurriedly asked, his face filled with envy and admiration.
"Grand-Uncle-Master, Fan An and Fan Ya are both extremely strong—even stronger than Xiao'er and me. Could it be that neither of them can surpass this Little Junior Sister? Of course, I'm not particularly proficient in swordsmanship, so please forgive me for asking this, Grand-Uncle-Master." Fan De gave a bitter smile.
"It's actually no wonder you think that way. Back when your Master was still here, you were all still young and had never seen him wield a sword. Your Master's swordsmanship deserved the title of number one under heaven. Even the Sword God might not have been able to catch up with him. And although this child doesn't possess your Master's style in its entirety, she has learned seven or eight-tenths of it. Even if this momentum falls short of the Sword God's in the future, and even if she cannot surpass your Eldest Senior Sister, it will still be more than enough for her to establish her own sect... When it comes to judging aptitude, your Grand-Uncle-Master has never misjudged anyone." Lord Taihua stroked his beard as he looked at