Lu Chenzhou had always waited for others to attack first. This time, he took the initiative, performing Fei Yan Crossing the Sea, hitting the water with a Sweeping Step, arriving lightly in front of Zhang Banshan with a feint punch.
Zhang Banshan stepped forward with one leg, right arm rising to Grasp the Sparrow's Tail. His spine twisted, borrowing force to counter force, flicking Lu Chenzhou's right arm away and causing his own body to lean slightly.
Lu Chenzhou's expression remained calm. He was using the agile Swallow Form to probe, just to adapt to Zhang Banshan's fist moves. If he started with the fierce Tiger Form Fist, it would be easy to get caught by a counter, losing advantage for nothing and wasting his own stamina.
Zhang Banshan withdrew his palm, still as a mountain.
On the ring, the two circled each other slowly.
