Anthony stood before Huo Fu in the clearing which had since turned to their unofficial battle arena. Anthony had spent the entire morning building a dam to stop the water from the man-made waterfall created by him from flooding the entire place. By the time he finished, it was already afternoon. And then came the arduous task of fetching firewood, fetching water, feeding the animals and cooking.
Finally it was evening, when he always fought against Huo Fu. Or as Huo Fu called it, when he goes to receive his daily dose of beating. He would continue fighting Huo Fu everyday till the day he wins. Otherwise, he would be stuck with him forever. But the old man seemed quite relaxed and assured that he would never be able to defeat him, pissing Anthony off.
"Are you ready for today's beating? Eh, little boy. You should give up already, you will never be able to defeat me, especially with the spirit scattering powder in your body."
