He was wearing a light gray loose robe, which was looser than the simple Chinese robes. His hair was all white at the temples, but his complexion was rosy and energetic. It was hard to tell his exact age.

But in Muzi's view, a master, especially a master who has reached the top, can reach his true peak state at the age of forty. Thirty is too young, has enough strength, is not skilled in skills, and cannot reach its optimal psychological quality. And forty is too young.

Ages vary. Forty years old has always been the pinnacle of martial arts masters. The organic combination of strength and skills, plus enough life experience. Even when facing those young masters with overwhelming physical strength, they can still look down on them.

Furthermore - no one has ever said that the physical fitness of a forty-year-old master will decline. In fact, when many strong men reach the age of fifty, as long as they have enough training, their physical fitness will be more mellow than when they are thirty!

Muzi couldn't tell the age of the man holding the sword in front of him. But he was at least between forty and fifty years old. There was an extremely depressing aura about him. Muzi, who had finally seen a lot, could tell at a glance.

This person's martial arts has reached the pinnacle of human power! And it's in excellent condition!

"Old man, this Qingfeng has not been stained with blood for twenty-eight years." The old man in gray robe flicked his wrist and pointed the sword at Muzi. "I will sacrifice it to you today."

Twenty-eight years?

Qingfeng?

Muzi, who has a lot of knowledge in martial arts, suddenly heard these two words and trembled all over. He said in disbelief: "Are you Tan Qingzi?"

"Oh? I didn't expect you to recognize the old man at such a young age?" A smile overflowed from the rosy cheeks of the old man in gray robe, and he said, "Then you can be considered dead and understand."

"A world-breaking strong man who stands at the pinnacle." Muzi said solemnly. A smile escaped from the corners of his lips. With a flick of his wrist, he raised the thin stick and narrowed his eyes slightly. "I can compete with a strong man like you.

This has always been my wish!”

Whoosh!

He didn't wait for Tan Qingzi to react and took action first!

Muzi knew clearly that facing a world-beating powerhouse like Tan Qingzi who stood at the top of the world, once you passively fall into his rhythm, it would be difficult to make a comeback. And even if you win the first move, the chance of winning is too small to dare to hope.

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But no matter what, he is the butler of Xiaoshan Villa. He has the responsibility to protect everything in the villa when the master is not at home until the master returns home!
Chapter completed!