No!
The third step!
Still no move!
...
The two were now mere inches apart, yet still, no hands were thrown. The atmosphere felt tense. Zhang Feng was sweating bullets for Xiao Han on the sidelines, not to mention Liu Bin and Zhang Dagou. Their hearts were practically in their throats. Both men were feeling increasingly agitated.
"Damn it, make a move!" Liu Bin couldn't help but shout.
The sudden shout immediately disrupted White Tiger's Qi, his eyes glinting as he decided to make his move.
Whoosh...
He executed a fierce 'White Tiger Heart Pluck' aimed at Xiao Han. If the move had connected, Xiao Han would have undoubtedly been injured. However, Xiao Han had already predicted his opponent's move and trajectory. He easily dodged the attack.
White Tiger thought that move would have surely troubled Xiao Han.
