A Tiger's Head and a Serpent's Tail

"Dammit! How can he be this strong!"

"That damned brat—how could he possibly reach such a level!"

Although he had blocked Shen Changchuan's Space Slash, there was not the slightest trace of joy on Xuan Tianxing's face. Instead, he was deathly pale, his back almost soaked through with cold sweat, his eyes filled with both shock and fury.

A miscalculation!

A massive miscalculation!

Xuan Tianxing's heart lurched.

He had never fought an opponent who had truly comprehended the Power of Space.

In the past, the opponents he had faced who could use the Power of Space had all relied on external objects capable of controlling it, rather than being someone like Shen Changchuan, a fellow who had comprehended the Power of Space himself.

And precisely because he had never seen it before, Xuan Tianxing had instinctively assumed in his subconscious that the difference between the Power of Space wielded through external objects and the Power of Space one comprehended oneself should not be that great.

This had directly led to him making an enormous misjudgment of Shen Changchuan's strength!

He had thought

that since he had been able to easily break the attacks those opponents launched by using external objects to mobilize the Power of Space, he could do the same against Shen Changchuan!

So, when he had previously watched Shen Changchuan's first few battles, where he defeated his opponents in a single move, Xuan Tianxing, like everyone else, had generally believed that Shen Changchuan had achieved such a record because his opponents were trash.

If they had not been so useless and incompetent, how could they have been defeated so easily by Shen Changchuan borrowing the Power of Space in a single move?

But only now, when it was his turn to face Shen Changchuan directly, to face the