"What a boast!"
"Yeah, who is this brat? Isn't he afraid a gust of wind will wrench his tongue for talking so big?"
"So many experts couldn't lift it just now. What makes him think he can?"
Without a doubt, Jiang Xiaobai's words had made many of the Wulin People frown.
Indeed, not one of those who had stepped up to try earlier had been weak.
Several were even old seniors who had made their names many years ago.
Yet every last one of them had returned in defeat.
This fair, clean-cut young man before them actually claimed he could lift it with a single finger.
Was... was he joking?
Listening to the voices around him, Jiang Xiaobai merely smiled and walked toward the Bronze Coffin.
Soon, Jiang Xiaobai arrived before the Bronze Coffin. After looking down into it, he raised his brows slightly.
He had to admit, this saber... really was enormous.
It was slightly black all over, with a thick, heavy blade. Just looking at it gave him an indescribable sense of cumbersome weight.
"Heir Jiang, please!"
Liu Guanlan looked at Jiang Xiaobai, amusement in his voice.
He, too, was rather surprised that Jiang Xiaobai had stepped forward.
After all, the Black Iron Heavy Saber had made round after round through the Blade-Questioning Tower, and countless Martial World experts had tried their hands at it.
Yet no one had managed to take it out so far.
Naturally, he could tell that Jiang Xiaobai had no internal energy.
But seeing how confident Jiang Xiaobai was, he truly was curious about what method he would use to lift the saber.
"Oh, there's no hurry!"
Jiang Xiaobai glanced at Liu Guanlan and smiled. "Let's wait a little longer!"
"Wait?"
Liu Guanlan paused, looking slightly puzzled.
In the end, however, he asked