Clang!
Ding Hao flicked the sword.
It gave out a long, steady and soft sound, which was very pleasant to the ear.
According to the experience Ding Hao learned from the Saber Master and the Sword Master, he couldn't even tell what material this sword was made of.
The material looked like gold but was not gold, like iron but was not iron; holding it in his hand, Ding Hao felt as if he were holding a piece of grass, which was light and weightless; as long as he gently brandished the sword, waves of air parted on either side of the sword; the sharpness of the broken blade was almost inconceivable.
"What a good sword! It is indeed a good sword! It's a pity that it's broken and incomplete. It is hard to imagine how powerful it was when it was complete!" Ding Hao praised repeatedly, and coul
