I Am a Genius

The sky is so long, so lucky. The eldest disciple who was supposed to be the dawn of the sect and show off his great ambitions, but because he recognized his master with the divine sword, was attacked and defeated by his opponent at the moment when their spirits met, ruining the sect's great opportunity to rise. "After all, you are a genius. Even if I am my opponent's divine sword, why should it be surprising that I accept you as my master?" Listen! Is this human language?