Sparring

Shen Gui smiled modestly. "Great Wu Xing Tian had just fought a ferocious beast and hadn't recovered yet. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gained any advantage."

The Great Wus all heaved long sighs of relief.

So Great Wu Xing Tian hadn't been at his peak. No wonder.

However, Xing Tian's face darkened. "A loss is a loss. Why make so many excuses?"

As the mighty Great Wu Xing Tian, how much effort would it take him to kill a Demonic Beast at the True Immortal realm?

Seeing Xing Tian like this, even Kuafu was somewhat surprised. "Brother Xing Tian, don't tell me you really lost to Brother Shen Gui?"

Xing Tian glared at Kuafu. "I lost, so I lost. Are men of the Wu Clan afraid of losing? Brother Shen Gui is indeed stronger than me. If you don't believe it, try him yourself."

After saying that, Xing Tian glanced at the other Great Wus. "But forget about you lot. Brothers Hou Yi and Kuafu might still stand a chance. You have no chance at all."

Hearing Xing Tian's words, the Great Wus could not help exchanging looks, but none of them argued.

Though they were all Great Wus, under normal circumstances Xing Tian could take on three of them without any trouble. If even Xing Tian had lost to Shen Gui, then they had better not step in and embarrass themselves.

However, while the Great Wus knew their own limits, Kuafu was eager to give it a try.

Xing Tian, Kuafu, and Hou Yi were the three strongest Great Wus of the Houtu Tribe. They naturally sparred with one another from time to time. However, their strengths were too evenly matched, and without using their trump cards, they simply could not determine a victor.

Now that Xing Tian had lost to Shen Gui in a spar, wouldn't defeating Shen Gui prove that he was stronger than Xing Tian?

Thinking this, Kuafu looked at Shen Gui. "Brother Shen Gui, how about we spar?"

"Um, wouldn't that be a little inappropriate?" Shen Gui rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Think about it. He was eating their food and drinking their wine, and if he beat them up too, wouldn't that be a bit much?

However, Kuafu waved a large hand. "It's fine, Brother Shen Gui. We're just sparring."

At this point, Xing Tian also egged them on from the side. "Brother Shen Gui, since Kuafu wants a beating, give him one and let him know his own limits. I say, Kuafu, don't I know exactly what you're capable of? You think you can beat Brother Shen Gui? Keep dreaming!"

Yet Kuafu did not mind at all. "How would I know without fighting? Even if I lose, didn't you lose too?"

Xing Tian was rendered speechless.

Xing Tian took an irritated gulp of wine and simply stopped talking.

Once Brother Shen Gui beats you up too, let's see what you'll have to say about me.

Seeing this, Shen Gui knew there was probably no avoiding the fight.

After finishing the roasted meat in his hand, Shen Gui wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and asked, "Sparring is fine, but are we doing it here?"

"Of course not." Kuafu waved his hand. "Come with me, Brother Shen Gui. Our tribe has a place specially meant for sparring."

With that, Kuafu stood up first and headed toward the great hall at the very center of the Houtu Tribe.

Seeing this, the other Great Wus had basically eaten and drunk their fill as well, so they all followed.

Shen Gui followed behind them.

As they walked, Kuafu introduced the place to Shen Gui. "That great hall ahead is where Ancestral Witch Houtu resides. Generally speaking, it's perfectly normal for us Wu Clan warriors to spar, but while that's fine for everyone else, the destructive power when Great Wus like us spar is a little too great. So Ancestral Witch Houtu opened up a side hall within the great hall specifically for us to spar in. That hall has been reinforced by Ancestral Witch Houtu's Law of Earth. We simply can't damage it, so we can unleash our strength to our hearts' content."

Ancestral Witch Houtu was in that great hall?

Shen Gui paused slightly, unable to stop himself from asking, "Is Ancestral Witch Houtu currently in the great hall? If she is, wouldn't it be somewhat inappropriate for us to go spar there now?"

Seeing Shen Gui's cautious manner, Kuafu laughed heartily. "Don't worry, Brother Shen Gui. Ancestral Witch Houtu spends all year in secluded cultivation and rarely concerns herself with tribal affairs. Besides, Ancestral Witch Houtu is a very kind person. Even if we make a little too much noise, she won't blame us."

Hearing Kuafu say this, Shen Gui nodded, though he still felt slightly intimidated.

Ancestral Witch Houtu—apart from Pangu, she was probably the great cultivator he had come closest to since transmigrating, wasn't she?

Although it was still early, Hongjun's first lecture had already passed.

Even if Ancestral Witch Houtu was not yet comparable to a Quasi-Saint, she was surely at the peak of Daluo.

A tiny Golden Immortal like him, even with spiritual treasures protecting him, probably was not much to look at.

Fortunately, he was a guest of the Wu Clan rather than an enemy. Moreover, Ancestral Witch Houtu was said in legend to be a supremely benevolent person who sacrificed herself to become the Six Paths of Reincarnation, not some vicious figure.

While Shen Gui was lost in thought, the group had already arrived at a side hall within the great hall.

The enormous side hall contained nothing at all. It was simply a vast, empty space, making it ideal for sparring.

Once inside the side hall, the other Great Wus all moved to the side. Kuafu walked straight to the center of the hall and said to Shen Gui, "Come on, Brother Shen Gui."

Seeing this, Shen Gui could only walk toward Kuafu helplessly.