My thoughts swirled like a tempest as I pieced together the implications of what I'd just learned. Swordsmanship talent grades. It wasn't something that had been touched upon in The Saga of the Divine Swordsman. At least, not explicitly. But now, standing here in the heart of Mount Hua and getting the fragments of information from Master Li and Seraphina, it clicked into place.
This wasn't just about how good you were with a sword. It wasn't about how many hours you'd spent drenched in sweat and blood on a training field. This was something far more unfair. Something far more innate. Something more absolute
Talent. Pure, unalterable talent.