World-Fixing Talisman

One man and one beast faced each other across the arena. In terms of momentum, Kano, who had won eighteen matches in a row, was clearly more imposing.

Yet in the face of Kano's surging momentum, Qin Heng remained calm and composed, without the slightest sense of pressure.

The system signal announcing the start of the match descended, and the arena barrier rose, separating them from the spectators.

Kano's battle intent boiled over. "Come! Let me see what the expert who slaughtered more than sixty thousand Star Lords in the first round looks like!"

Qin Heng respected his opponent. He conjured a long spear, drew upon Law Power, and his aura began to rise.

A moment ago, he had still been low-key and tranquil. In the blink of an eye, an aura no weaker than Kano's burst forth from him, standing toe-to-toe against it.

"Please." Qin Heng raised his spear and yielded the first move.

Kano knew Qin Heng was formidable and did not stand on ceremony. He immediately let out a low roar of "Take this!" Cold Light flashed wildly across his body as he closed the distance in a single step and slammed down with a tiger paw.

Testing my physical body? Qin Heng thought. He withdrew the Space Law Power he had been about to mobilize, swept his spear behind him, and met the attack with a fist.

Bang!

The collision sent a visible shockwave spreading in every direction.

Qin Heng felt a faint sting across the backs of his fingers, while Kano was knocked back more than ten meters.

"What a powerful physique!"

Kano was inwardly shocked. He had thought his own body was already strong enough, yet it was actually inferior to this human, Qin Heng.

Though he had come out worse in that exchange,