Pondering deeply, Hu Sanqian's gaze grew increasingly resolute.
After a while, Hu Sanqian suddenly looked up and laughed heartily. Once he calmed down, he said, "Kid, I've broken your move. Watch closely."
With that, Hu Sanqian focused and suddenly struck out with a tiger claw.
This strike was neither an attack nor a defense—a mix of grabbing and pushing, looking very peculiar.
But if you looked closely, you could understand that this move was truly profound: a mix of attack and defense, grab and push, with countless variations in the follow-up. It was the nemesis of Chen Guan's initial stance.
Facing this move, counterattacking wasn't an option, nor was it viable not to attack, effectively nullifying the advantage of the Black Tiger Heart Stealing move.
"So, how about it? My move was beautifully executed, wasn't it?" Hu Sanqian said smugly.
"Beautiful," Chen Guan replied.
"Broke the move without using any brute force, clean, right?" Hu Sanqian asked again.
