Han Littleflower and the white tiger were engaged in a lengthy battle, and it was incredibly difficult to determine who the victor would be. But after a while, Han Littleflower suddenly stopped moving. His legs became very still, and he placed his hands against each other.
"Hm, a great opportunity has opened!" the white tiger shouted, as it flashed behind Han Littleflower's back. Its claws were raised and ready to fall upon the boy's head, looking like sharp white talons. They were as frightening as any weapon.
Han Littleflower did not move, aside from crossing his arms. But as he did so, the environment around them started to twist and distort.
The white tiger's attack had almost reached Littleflower, but as it approached, its speed was suddenly slowed. Everything about the scene now seemed to be playing out in slow motion.
