After keenly sensing that the mood had grown a little subdued.
Tengen Uzui took the initiative to stand up.
He clapped his hands with a crisp sound. "Let's stop listening to unhappy things like that for now!"
With a confident smile on his face, he lifted his chin at the three of them.
"In a minute, come have a flamboyant fight with me."
"I, Lord Tengen, am feeling unbelievably pumped right now!"
Shinjuro frowned. "Your stamina recovered that quickly?"
No sooner had he said it than he noticed something was wrong.
Tengen Uzui's skin was somewhat red all over.
Just like an ordinary person who had spent too long in the bath.
Even his neck was red.
"Xia Xi... what's going on with him?"
Wasn't this supposed to have no side effects?!
Faced with Shinjuro's confusion, Xia Xi stroked his chin.
He answered very seriously, "Looks like young people really do have more vigorous blood... Big Owl, weren't you just like this back then?"
"Forgotten?"
Shinjuro: ...
Who asked you to bring that up?
His face immediately darkened.
"Come spar with me! Xia Xi, don't underestimate me."
"I, Lord Tengen, am not drunk right now."
"I just feel my blood boiling."
"I want a flamboyant, grand second round with you strong fighters I acknowledge."
With that, he looked toward the silent Great Monk beside them.
"Oh, and you too, Gyomei. You can't sit this out!"
"How about the four of us have a Brawl together?"
Xia Xi: ?
No, dude.
Shouldn't you want to go find your wives, just like Shinjuro?
Why are you standing here spouting weird nonsense?
Beside them, Gyomei could not help closing his eyes too.
He pressed his palms together.
"Namu Amida Butsu..."
The main problem was that Tengen Uzui was too tall.
At the very