Han Mao gripped his scythe tightly, his gaze fierce.
With a powerful leap, he soared toward Yu Xuan like a predator descending upon its prey.
Yu Xuan braced himself, ready to sidestep the incoming attack — when suddenly, mid-air, Han Mao twisted and hurled the scythe directly at him.
The weapon spun through the air in a deadly arc, its unusual crescent shape giving it a warped, unpredictable trajectory.
Han Mao, having timed it perfectly, prepared to follow up with a devastating kick the moment Yu Xuan dodged. It was a method he'd used before, intimidate, force a dodge, and punish the opening that came, destroying the opponent.
But Yu Xuan didn't play as the script.
Instead of evading, he read the flight of the spinning weapon with dangerous clarity.
At the last moment, he leapt forward, catching the scythe mid spin by its handle. Gasps echoed through the audience.
Han Mao's eyes widened in disbelief. He caught it?!
