All eyes turned toward Song Jian's flying sword as a flash of purple-golden light sparked briefly in the crowd's vision, evoking looks of surprise and envy from several peak masters and elders, while many others merely cracked a faint smile before diverting their gaze.
Gu Luo's eyes bulged with disbelief, even rubbing them vigorously, "I, I must have seen wrong just now, the quality glow of Song Jian's flying sword seemed a bit unusual..."
"Cough, yes, Song Jian is just too ostentatious, it's only a Legendary Quality Flying Sword, what's so great about it? Honestly, he's not subtle at all!" said Duan Jian, head held high, glancing sideways at Gu Luo who stood with his mouth agape, a shocked expression on his face, saliva almost dribbling down, delighting secretly in his heart.
"Legendary, how could it be Legendary Quality? A Legendary Quality Flying Sword, my heavens, how is this possible..." Gu Luo said incredulously, sizing up Duan Jian from head to toe.