"Young lad, fine martial arts."
The old man bowed his stooped back and cupped his fists toward Xu Taiping.
He stood barely five feet tall, with only a few wisps of sparse white hair on his head. Had it not been for that collision just now, Xu Taiping would have found it hard to imagine such formidable strength erupting from his body.
"Elder, you have quite a sturdy frame."
Xu Taiping cupped his hands toward the old man in return.
"Not at all, not at all. Just a pile of old bones."
The old man waved a hand with a chuckle, then walked toward the two little children.
At the same time, Fairy Lingyue's voice rang out in Xu Taiping's mind:
"The qi and blood in this old man's body far exceed those of an ordinary Martial Dao Grandmaster. He already shows faint signs of a Martial Dao Supreme."
Xu Taiping had once heard Fairy Lingyue speak of the realms of martial artists. Broadly, they were divided into Martial Soldier, Martial General, Martial Master, and Martial Venerable. A Martial Master was a Martial Dao Grandmaster, while a Martial Venerable was a Martial Dao Supreme.
According to Fairy Lingyue, the vast majority of martial artists remained in the Martial General realm. Only a very few with exceptional talent could break through to the Martial Ancestor and Martial Venerable realms.
Only upon breaking through to the Martial Venerable realm could a martial artist truly measure themselves against cultivators.
But this world that Xu Taiping and the others inhabited suppressed martial cultivators far too severely. Martial Dao Grandmaster was already the ultimate realm, and people like this old man were few and far between.
Could this man be...
A name occurred to Xu Taiping, but he could not be certain.
"It's possible, but