In the training ground, filled with over a dozen people, only Lukas's voice echoed. It did not matter whether it was Lily or the arrogant sword genius Raven; every single one of them listened to Lukas seriously, not daring to miss a single syllable.
Although it had taken them quite some time to accept it, once they realized just how incredibly lucky they were to receive direct instruction from such a sword master, they became fully convinced.
It felt as if the goddess of luck herself was smiling upon them.....
This feeling was especially true for sword geniuses like Raven. He could tell that Lukas's swordsmanship was no less than that of the grandmasters in his family. In some aspects, it could even be said that the young man around his age had already surpassed grandmasters, reaching a realm he did not even dare to imagine.
Grandmaster?
That thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately denied it.
