Sword Pavilion Tribe! Su Dingan!
"I'll do it!"
Just then, an aged voice rang out. An old man walked out from the crowd and silently came before Lin Bai, his eyes flickering with an eerie light as he studied him.
"Su Dingan!"
"Su Dingan of the Sword Pavilion Tribe!"
"Brother Su Dingan is the strongest swordsman on Celestial Storage Peak. There shouldn't be any problem once he makes a move, right?"
"Hahaha, now that Brother Su Dingan has stepped in, there naturally won't be any problem!"
When the surrounding martial artists saw the old man step forward, relaxed smiles immediately spread across their faces.
"Sword Pavilion Tribe, Su Dingan!" The old man came before Lin Bai and said in a low voice, "Boy, your swordsmanship is indeed rather strange. I wonder whether you can withstand this old man's swordsmanship?"
The Sword Pavilion Tribe was one of the seventy-two great tribes of the Southern Continent. Its strength ranked near the top among those seventy-two great tribes, making it a super tribe that could be counted among the top ten.
There were few weak martial artists among those who came from the Sword Pavilion Tribe to roam the world.
The Sword Pavilion Tribe was named after the "sword." It went without saying that the swordsmanship of its martial artists had to be extraordinary.
"Then let's try it!" Lin Bai said with a faint smile. He raised his wooden sword and looked calmly at Su Dingan.
Su Dingan chuckled. "Little brat, you don't look very old to me. A little arrogance is a good thing, but your mistake is that you shouldn't have shown off in front of this old man!"
Lin Bai looked at Su Dingan speechlessly. "May I ask whether you plan to defeat me with your mouth? If so, then