Svarog swiftly launched his attack.
His massive frame moved like a walking mountain. Every step made the arena tremble.
He lacked Grillman's ghostlike speed, but his fists carried pure, primal, devastating power.
He hurled a punch!
Qi Wu sidestepped it. The rush of air grazed his cheek and slammed into the protective barrier behind him.
The barrier shook violently, its outermost layer shattering on the spot. Qi Wu caught sight of the crack out of the corner of his eye and raised an eyebrow.
Instead of pulling his fist back, Svarog swept it sideways. Qi Wu raised his hand to block, and Limitless diverted the punch, but that terrifying force still traveled through the barrier, leaving his arm numb.
What incredible strength.
Qi Wu retreated two steps and shook out his arm.
Svarog did not pursue him. He stood where he was and grinned. "Kid, that turtle shell of yours is pretty tough, but how long can it hold?"
Qi Wu flexed his wrist. "Want to find out?"
He struck first, vanishing from the spot.
The next instant, he appeared beside Svarog, the fingers of his right hand pressed together like a blade. World-Cutting Slash! An invisible slash shot straight toward Svarog's ribs.
Svarog did not dodge.
His muscles tightened as he precisely controlled his law power to counteract the Space Law, taking the blow head-on.
The World-Cutting Slash struck his ribs with a dull thud, as though it had hit tempered steel.
A shallow cut appeared on his bronze skin, seeping a few beads of blood.
Svarog glanced down at the cut, wiped away the blood with his thumb, and licked it off.
His grin grew even more excited.
"That hurt a little. Not bad."
Qi Wu narrowed his eyes. His World-Cutting Slash could cleave even Grillman's fused domain,