The battle ended. Kano's body was reconstructed, and he remained within the arena.
Looking at the human, Qin Heng, his tiger eyes were filled with shock. "What secret art was that just now?"
Qin Heng replied, "A Space Law divine ability I created myself, called the World-Fixing Talisman."
"Created yourself..."
Kano was convinced.
Others did not know how terrifying that move was, but he had experienced it firsthand. He knew perfectly well what kind of imprisonment he had endured in that instant.
Inside the World-Fixing Talisman, he had been a bird trapped in a cage. Forget breaking free—even avoiding being crushed to death had already been a blessing.
Though he had ultimately relied on his own ultimate technique to burst through the World-Fixing Talisman, that surging power had also torn his body apart completely, like a self-destruction.
Even if time were reversed and he had another chance, he still had no way to break Qin Heng's secret art.
"I did not lose unfairly. We'll meet again in the Overall Competition Zone," Kano said.
Qin Heng could only respond, "Good luck."
Then he left the arena directly.
The group round-robin order was brutally straightforward. Number 1 faced Numbers 2 through 20 in nineteen consecutive matches without pause, then Number 2 faced Numbers 3 through 20, and so on in sequence, until everyone had fought nineteen matches and the two with the highest win rates were decided.
It was still Kano's turn in the arena. As Qin Heng stepped down, the final contestant, Qiang Lan, rose to his feet.
Qin Heng and Qiang Lan sat right beside each other. As they passed shoulder to shoulder, Qiang Lan sent Qin Heng a thought. "You did not go all out, did you? When you fight me next time, I hope to see all of