The sword moved lightly, graceful as a roaming dragon.
Li Hao made no attempt to hide his talent. With a casual flourish, he performed the sword art the instructor had just demonstrated at the dexterous level.
The instructor froze, dumbstruck.
But before he could finish marveling, Li Hao performed it again. On his second attempt, he reached the perfect level.
The instructor looked as though lightning had struck him. His eyes nearly bulged as he stared at Li Hao in horror. Just two attempts, and he had reached the perfect level?!
Li Hao casually twirled the sword and offered it to the instructor, hilt first.
The instructor took a moment to recover before accepting it. He turned toward Li Tianzong. Even without saying anything, he knew the child's terrifying talent for the Sword Dao was plain for everyone to see.
Sure enough, Li Tianzong stood there in a daze. Only after Li Hao had finished his swordplay did he come back to his senses. Unable to contain his excitement, he stamped his foot, hurried up to Li Hao, and asked:
"Tenth Child, was that your first time practicing with a sword?"
He held Li Hao by the shoulders, his expression brimming with excitement.
"Yes."
Seeing the excitement trembling in his eyes, Li Hao realized how real everything felt at that moment.
"My son is a heaven-sent genius!"
Li Tianzong excitedly lifted Li Hao high into the air and spun around several times before setting him down. Then he said to the instructor, "Did you see that? Did you see?!"
The instructor suppressed his astonishment and hurriedly replied with respect, "Congratulations, Master. The tenth young master's talent for the Sword Dao is peerless. He has the potential to reach the pinnacle and become a Sword Saint!"
"What Sword Saint? He'll be