章 675: Chapter 675: Trapped?

Putting on a mystical show?

White Mitchell's mouth corners slightly tilted upward, followed by a step forward, the dagger in his hand slashing fiercely towards the katana of the scar-faced man.

Upon seeing this, the scar-faced man's eyes reflected two intensely sharp beams of light, as if wishing to see right through White Mitchell.

"Heh... your move has already been caught by me, you won't be able to harm me..." Sneered the scar-faced man. However, at that moment, with a clang, the sound of metal striking echoed once again.

Bang!

The very next moment, the katana held by the scar-faced man broke into two parts, with one part falling directly onto the ground.

What...?

The scar-faced man, staring at the now halved katana in his hand, looked as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets in shock.

"I clearly dodged the attack, why...?" The scar-faced man's wide-eyed expression conveyed his disbelief.