Upon seeing Zhang Xiaohua's move revealed, a look of surprise crossed Mu Tangchun's face. He quickly withdrew his palm, while his other clenched fist attacked from an angle. It was another move from the Tan Gold Fist.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua also retracted his hand and switched to another move...
After a few rounds, Mu Tangchun was visibly upset. The surrounding disciples also looked shocked. Mu Tangchun feigned a move, jumped to one side, and angrily asked, "Junior Brother Ren, what are you doing?"
Zhang Xiaohua was puzzled, "Junior Brother Mu, what have I done? I haven't done anything!"
"What? Why are you copying every move I make?"
Zhang Xiaohua laughed, "I find it strange, Junior Brother Mu. There's no rule in the world that says you can use the Tan Gold Fist and I can't, or that you can attack my arm and I can't attack yours."
