They weren't the only ones stunned. The entire Zhang family was.
Zhang Xiaotian had awakened a month ago, everyone was sure of that. How could he have made such progress in such a short time?
Did he learn the first level of Sword Dance in such a short time?
Zhang Hao clenched his fists. "How could that be? He learned a level 3 sword technique with an F-grade talent? Is that even possible?" He looked at Fenglian. "Did you make a mistake?" he asked.
"Is his talent really C-rank?"
Zhang Fenglian quickly shook his head. "No, Father. I'm more than sure. Jiang was there that day, he can corroborate it," he said quickly.
"His rank is F," Zhang Jiang assured him, more confused than Zhang Hao himself.
He was the most analytical of the three, able to put aside his own feelings and thoughts to analyze this situation more clearly.
And it didn't make sense!
Logic has taught them that an F-grade talent could never learn a Level 3 technique. It doesn't matter what kind of technique it is.
