Mao Yuhan’s two weapons could use lightning and wind.
Lightning was fast and had incredible piercing power. It could also be used to paralyze people, and truly skilled users of lightning techniques could bind enemies up. Wind was more of a cutting element, but it could also create incredible gusts of wind, tornadoes, and even affect the weather depending on the technique.
Wu Jian did not think Mao Yuhan was that skilled, nor did he think the man had that many techniques. He relied on those two axes of his to do all the heavy lifting for him.
So long as I can separate him from his axes, I have a chance to win!
Wu Jian dashed forward. Mao Yuhan readied the axe in his left hand. Before the man could launch his own attack, however, Wu Jian threw a punch.
“Gah?!”
Mao Yuhan stumbled forwar
