Why Are You So Weak?

"None of my business? You disturbed my cultivation while hunting Demonic Beasts, and you think you're in the right? You even said you wanted to beat me up. Come on, then—let me see what you're made of!"

Shen Gui was furious.

You disturbed my sleep and still wanted to beat me up?

Then bring it on. Who was afraid of whom?

Besides, he could not sense that this man was particularly strong. There was no need to back down.

Hearing Shen Gui say that, the man's temper flared as well.

With a shake of his shoulders, he threw the giant beast's corpse to the ground and strode toward Shen Gui. "You think I don't dare beat you up?"

As he spoke, the man lunged forward. He used no divine abilities or spells at all, simply raising his fist and throwing a punch at Shen Gui.

Yet, despite using no divine abilities or spells, that punch brought a suffocating pressure crashing down on Shen Gui. With a blow from his body alone, the man's attack was no weaker than a typical Golden Immortal's full-force strike.

Still, although the man's physical strength was terrifying, Shen Gui was in the middle of a fit of anger and did not think much of it.

With an angry snort, Shen Gui said, "You want to compare physical strength? Then let's give it a try!"

As he spoke, Shen Gui neither dodged nor evaded, throwing a punch at the man as well.

Was a body forged from Mysterious Yellow Qi supposed to fear fighting you up close?

Almost at the same instant, both men's fists landed on the other.

When the man's fist struck Shen Gui, a faint mysterious yellow glow flashed across Shen Gui's body. He seemed to feel nothing at all as he countered with a punch, a trace of mysterious yellow light flickering around his fist.

But when Shen Gui's punch landed, the man's body shuddered, and he was sent staggering back dozens of steps before finally stopping.

Though the man's powerful body meant he had not actually been injured, the outcome of this exchange left him somewhat unable to believe it.

After all, the Wu Clan lived by their bodies. Yet now, someone's body was actually stronger than his?

Frowning as he glanced at Shen Gui, the man rubbed the spot on his chest where Shen Gui had struck him and shouted unwillingly, "Again!"

With that, he leaped forward and charged at Shen Gui once more.

Shen Gui snorted coldly and met him head-on. "You think I'm afraid of you?"

The two immediately fell into battle again, trading punches and kicks.

Yet once they truly began fighting, the man grew more and more frustrated. His attacks landed on Shen Gui as though Shen Gui could not feel them at all, while Shen Gui's attacks, though unable to truly injure him, always knocked him back and left him looking thoroughly disheveled. At least in terms of momentum, he was at an absolute disadvantage.

As for Shen Gui, although he had realized that his attacks did not seem capable of causing the man any substantial harm either, the other man's blows did not hurt him at all.

So Shen Gui simply imagined the man as a giant punching bag, completely abandoning defense and throwing punch after punch as he muttered, "That's for disturbing my sleep. Disturbing my sleep would've been one thing, but you even wanted to beat me up. That's for disturbing my sleep..."

His endless muttering rang by the man's ears, irritating him until his mind was in complete turmoil.

After clashing fists with Shen Gui once more, the man finally could not take it anymore and used the force of the blow to retreat.

"Hey, I said, fight if you want to fight, but can you stop muttering? You're a grown man—why are you so naggy?"

The man had taken the initiative to back away. Shen Gui had vented most of his morning rage after fighting for so long, so he did not immediately chase after him.

But hearing the man say that now, he was displeased. "You disturbed my sleep, and you still think you're in the right? If you're not convinced, then keep fighting!"

To his surprise, the man waved his hand. "No more, no more. I can't hurt you, and you can't hurt me either. There's no point in this fight. But you're not one of our Wu Clan brothers, so how is your body this strong? Your attacks aren't much, but I figure your body is even a bit stronger than mine. Other than the Ancestral Witches, I've never seen anyone with a stronger body than yours."

Shen Gui could not help but freeze. "You're from the Wu Clan?"

The man shot Shen Gui a glare. "Obviously." As he spoke, he flexed his arm muscles and said, "Other than us Wu Clan, who could have such a powerful body?"

At this point, the man gave Shen Gui another depressed look. "But with those skinny arms and legs of yours, how is your body so strong too?"

"Then what's your name?"

The man said, "Since you could fight me to that extent, you're qualified to know my name. I am Xing Tian, a Great Wu of the Houtu Tribe, one of the Wu Clan's twelve tribes. Remember it."

Shen Gui was dumbfounded. "You're Xing Tian?"

The man who called himself Xing Tian was stunned as well. "What, you've heard of me?"

However, Shen Gui did not answer him. Instead, he walked up to Xing Tian and circled around him again and again, looking him up and down. In particular, Shen Gui's gaze lingered over Xing Tian's chest and lower abdomen, making Xing Tian's back turn cold.

Finally, when Shen Gui completed his one hundred and first circle around Xing Tian, Xing Tian could no longer hold back. "What are you doing?"

Then he saw Shen Gui say with a puzzled expression, "That's not right. If you're Xing Tian, why are you so weak? You can't even beat me?"

After all, who was Xing Tian? He was the God of War! How could he possibly lose to Shen Gui?