Huang! Huang
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Huang reached behind him and pulled out a bow—a long, sleek, black weapon that nearly matched his height. As he gave a sharp jerk of his shoulders, his pristine white cape was dramatically flung into the air. In the same fluid motion, he nocked an arrow and released it, sending the cape soaring even higher.
The crowd was stunned. "What is he doing?" echoed across the arena, as disbelief washed over the spectators.
"A blind archer? This has to be a joke!"
"He's chosen the wrong opponent," someone scoffed. "Duan Da is going to close the gap so fast, he won't even have time to react."