A Desperate Gamble

This was truly maddening.

Qin Heng had been driven into fleeing everywhere by his own secret arts, looking utterly wretched.

Blood River's secret arts were somewhat weaker than each prodigy contestant's "original version," but he unleashed one move after another without pause to regulate his breathing, showing not the slightest sign of energy depletion. Like a machine automatically spamming ultimate moves, he was simply a nightmare.

Qin Heng finally understood how Feng Qianxue had felt when Blood River beat her senseless.

And he was even worse off than Feng Qianxue, having to deal with the Life Law and the limitless spread of Spore Life as well.

Boom~

He evaded the Seed World Art, which detonated a stretch of mountains and rivers, leaving the earth even more devastated.

Blood River continued pursuing Qin Heng with one move after another, his secret arts unceasing, every strike capable of taking a man's life.

Fortunately, the one who had made it this far was Qin Heng. The Space Law's survival ability was no boast. Whenever danger loomed, he could always teleport away at just the right moment, vanish into formlessness and merge into the void, or simply raise his spear across his body and block with ten or twenty layers of Space Barriers.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The entire arena was filled with explosions.

In a space eight million kilometers across, even light took quite some time to travel. By the time the contestants and Eternal Experts on the outskirts saw the images, Qin Heng and Blood River had often already vanished from the site of the Law explosions.

Thirty, fifty, a hundred...

Qin Heng had already lost count of how many secret arts had struck him.

He felt like he was being ganged up on!

The Goddess of War was hitting him,