But You Can't Even Beat Me

Xing Tian was depressed.

Very depressed.

What kind of logic was that? Why did being Xing Tian mean he had to be able to beat Shen Gui?

And what did Shen Gui mean by asking why he was so weak? Clearly, Shen Gui was the freakishly overpowered one!

Shen Gui felt like he was only at the early Golden Immortal stage, yet his physical body was even more monstrous than Xing Tian's as a Great Wu. So who was the Wu Clan member here, Shen Gui or Xing Tian?

Weak?

An ordinary Golden Immortal would be torn apart by him with his bare hands! Even a Golden Immortal who had mastered laws was not impossible to tear apart—just a little more difficult.

But that was the problem. Xing Tian began to agonize over it as well.

He was so strong, so why could he not beat Shen Gui?

Still, agonizing was one thing. Xing Tian would not simply admit that he was weak.

"Feel your conscience. How am I weak?"

"But you can't even beat me," Shen Gui said.

Xing Tian's words caught in his throat, but he could not help retorting, "An ordinary Golden Immortal isn't even a match for me, all right? Even a Golden Immortal who has mastered laws might not be my opponent!"

"But you can't even beat me."

Xing Tian choked with frustration.

He pointed at the giant beast's corpse and said, "See that big thing? Although it was only at the peak of True Immortal, it was a Great Desolation Exotic Species. Ordinary Golden Immortals couldn't do anything to it, yet just now, I beat it to death with three punches!"

Shen Gui was equally helpless. "But you can't even beat me!"

Xing Tian's face darkened.

He was starting to doubt himself.

I'm this strong. Can I really not beat this guy?

"How about... we fight again and see?" Xing Tian asked cautiously.

Shen Gui was somewhat puzzled too. "Then let's try again?"

As a result, several more nearby mountains vanished.

Half a day later, Xing Tian lay on the ground with a lifeless expression, watching Shen Gui look at him with increasingly doubtful eyes.

Great God Pangu, Ancestor Wu Houtu, can someone tell me why I can't beat this guy in front of me?!

Seeing Xing Tian's utterly withdrawn expression and sensing that he was not faking it, Shen Gui was beginning to believe him. "Are you really Xing Tian?"

Hearing this, Xing Tian helplessly rolled his eyes at Shen Gui. "Why would I lie to you?"

Shen Gui fell into thought.

So I'm stronger than Xing Tian?

Setting aside Saints, those beings who stood at the very pinnacle of the Primordial Wilderness, Xing Tian might not have been among the first tier of combat power, but he was definitely at the top of the second tier.

So that meant he was pretty strong too?

"Hey." Seeing Shen Gui standing there alone, apparently lost in thought again, Xing Tian, still lying on the ground, could not help saying, "I told you my name, but I still don't know yours."

"Shen Gui," Shen Gui answered instinctively.

"Shen Gui?" Xing Tian repeated it a few times before suddenly asking, "Your physical body is so strong, and even I can't break through your defenses. Your true form isn't a turtle, is it?"

Shen Gui's entire face instantly darkened. "Do you still want to fight?"

"No, no." Xing Tian hurriedly waved his hands.

The Wu Clan might have been naturally warlike, but being beaten up one-sidedly was not interesting.

What? It was not one-sided?

When you hit someone and they felt nothing, while they could still hurt you, what else could that be if not a one-sided beating?

After patting the dust off himself and getting to his feet, Xing Tian said, "Brother Shen Gui, they said no friendship came without a fight. Now that we know each other, and you do not seem to have anything to do, would you like to visit our tribe?"

Shen Gui gave Xing Tian a suspicious look. "You're not thinking of asking someone else to avenge you because you can't beat me, are you?"

Xing Tian's face darkened.

Could they stop bringing up the fact that he could not beat Shen Gui?

Although he really could not beat Shen Gui, did Shen Gui have to keep mentioning it?

Besides, if even Xing Tian could not beat Shen Gui, then aside from the Ancestor Wus, who in the tribe could?

The problem was, if they really had to ask an Ancestor Wu to act personally, Shen Gui might not find it embarrassing, but they certainly would.

Xing Tian shook his head helplessly. "Of course not. I just think Brother Shen Gui has such a strong physical body and speaks so directly, without any twists and turns. You suit my temperament quite well, so I wanted to invite you to visit the tribe."

"I see." Shen Gui nodded. "All right, then. I have nothing to do lately anyway, but your tribe isn't far from here, is it?"

"Not far. We originally all lived within Mount Buzhou, but as our people grew in number, most of our twelve tribes moved out. Our Houtu Tribe is not far ahead. Otherwise, I would not have come here to hunt."

As he spoke, Xing Tian went back, hoisted the giant beast's corpse onto his shoulder again, and strode forward.

Shen Gui followed after him.

The Houtu Tribe?

There were still a few years left anyway, so going to take a look would not hurt.

Ordinary Wu Clan members did not have travel methods like the cloud-riding or mist-soaring techniques of regular cultivators, but even when running across the ground, the Wu Clan was truly not slow.

Still, Shen Gui felt that he could not keep up through leg power alone.

So later on, Xing Tian ran along the ground while Shen Gui rode the clouds behind him.

Given their speed, it was not long before a tribe appeared in their field of vision.