As for whether his speed would be fast, he hadn't tried, but he could sense every slight sound around him.
The most crucial thing was, he could sense everything in all directions, even subtle sounds, as if numerous silver needles flew at him from all around, he could easily dodge them.
Closer, even closer, Huang Zhong's fist nearly brushed against Chen Tianlong's chest.
Just at that moment, Chen Tianlong's body subtly shifted, as if struck by lightning, then his right hand struck out in time, lightly pushing Huang Zhong's left shoulder, just like practicing Tai Chi, and sent Huang Zhong flying away.
Using force to counteract force, leveraging the momentum.
This was the Tai Chi move Chen Tianlong remembered in an instant, so he tried a move, and to his surprise, it worked quite well. Clearly, if Huang Zhong's stance wasn't stable, he would've almost flown out of the ring, but fortunately, he steadied himself in time at the edge of the ring.
"Whew..."
