Matured

"Xiu! Xiu!"

The waving of the sword reflected flashes of light in the garden.

A teenager was holding onto a sword that was 3 feet long and he had a slender figure. He was practising his sword skills.

Even though he was young, his moves were fast and his tactics used seemed to be complicated. It seemed that he was well taught by someone else.

Whenever he drew his sword, there was a energy formed from the sword and he was also an expert in inner force!

All of a sudden, one could only see a flash of silver light in the flower garden and one would not be able to recognise that it was a person.

"Let there be breeze!"

He made another move with his sword diagonally and there was smoke produced. 9 petals then started to sway and split along the veins.

"Good sword skills!"

Fang Yuan came out of the corridor with Lanruo and praised the teenager.

"My family's martial arts is a joke to the experts!"