Translator:Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor:Nyoi-Bo Studio
A white light shone brightly as Han Sen stepped onto the physical clouds of Shen Xiao. Then, he said, “I’m afraid this will be my final fight in the third spirit base. No one will dare fight me, after what they are about to see. That being said, I’ll grant you the opportunity to forfeit before we begin.”
The spirits that watched, all believed Han Sen was trying to bluff his way out of the fight.
At first, Split-Space King did not say a word. He silently stepped onto the clouds of Shen Xiao, then said coldly, “You’re afraid, huh? You should be.”
Han Sen laughed in response, and said, “You can go on believing that, if it helps. But how about you just cut the crap and try to kill me, like you’ve been saying over and over.”
Split-Space King swung his hand like a blade that seemed to tear through the fabric of reality.
Cracks spiderwebbed through the very space around Han Sen.
“He really does wield the space element. Although it doesn’t actually shatter the dimension, it is quite impressive to see cracks form in the fabric of space itself.” Han Sen wanted the genes even more now.
But seeing what was occurring around him, Han Sen did not try to fall back. He wanted to see if his super king spirit could withstand the attack.
If he could not go up against space, then that meant he was not indestructible.
So, Han Sen stretched his body as light coursed through his veins and muscles. The light of his exterior was amplified.
As the cracks of the dimension drew nearer, it looked as if they would shred his body.
But without fear, Han Sen stretched his arms and prepared to punch his foe, seemingly without a care for the cracks that were fast approaching.
“Fool!” Split-Space King laughed.
Although his power was low, the cracks were like flying weaponry that sought to slice and dice Han Sen into bits.
All the spirits, seeing Han Sen just move forward, thought something was amiss.
The moment Han Sen went through the cracks, his body bled.
Even Han Sen’s fist was bleeding. And as he pushed on through, he did so in a red light, as his clothes were dyed with his blood.
Even king spirits could not move through the cracks without getting destroyed in a barrage of lacerations.
“Space powers are too strong. Is there anything out there that can withstand it?”
“Split-Space King really is indestructible.”
“Even The King can’t beat him. If anything could actually challenge him, I’d wager it is only a spirit that wields the element of time.”
Split-Space King looked on cockily, saying, “What a fool; trying to transcend and break through the fracturing of space.”
Han Sen’s body was covered in gruesome gashes, and the red-shredding of his being was like the marking of a spiderweb. Split-Space King believed The King’s body would collapse into a mound of chopped meat if he pushed through a second more.
But Han Sen’s fist was getting close. It was getting dangerously close.
Split-Space King’s face changed. He wanted to formulate more space tears, but it was too late for him to do anything.
Han Sen’s raging fist was going to land, and the best he could do was establish a flimsy block.
Muscle collided with muscle, as bone went up against bone.
The spirits, seeing Han Sen’s body approach with a glowing fist, watched with rapt intensity as it broke Split-Space King’s arms and drove itself directly into his smug face.
The white light drew together to create an orb of incinerating powerone that destroyed Split-Space King’s head. The arrogant spirit was sent flying back, crashing into statue in a bloody heap of broken bones and blood.
“Space King Spirit Gene +1.”
Shen Xiao was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. No one could believe what their eyes had just witnessed.
They could not believe Split-Space King had lost to a single punch delivered by The King.
The eyes of the audience stared unblinking in disbelief of the sight. In continued silence, their eyes flickered between Han Sen standing still, and the crumpled body of Split-Space King and the bloodied statue.
“I’m going to kill you.” Split-Space King respawned and did not wait a moment before racing forward to attack Han Sen again.
Split-Space King created a multitude of cracks across the arena. It was as if Han Sen was standing in a world of glass, one that was slowly breaking and collapsing.
“If you could actually break space, only then might I fear you. A kitten could scratch me harder than all this could.” Han Sen threw his fist forward once more.
Again, many of the dimensional breakings cut Han Sen, but the damage done was only skin-deep.
No damage was done to his muscles or even his super body.
Split-Space King was incredibly angry, and that fury spread out into his surroundings, making the area around him look like a broken snowglobe.
But still, even those attacks would only draw blood. Not a single one of those cracks were enough to truly repel Han Sen and his thirsty fist.
Han Sen’s punch nestled itself deep into Split-Space King’s head once again, with no fear, hesitation, or pain softening the merciless strike.
Split-Space King was powerful, but his body was not built to withstand the likes of Han Sen.
During his respawn phase, Han Sen approached the statue. And when Split-Space King respawned, there were no dramatics to precede the next killing. Upon each respawn, Han Sen was there, waiting for his next kill. The statue was like a space geno point dispensing machine, and the only sound to be heard was that of a brief scream being cut short every time.
Indeed, no spirit dared make a sound as they watched Split-Space King be utterly annihilated each and every time.
It was a frightening scene, watching an incredibly powerful king be utterly destroyed like an ant.
“Indestructible.” Every spirit had this word rattling around in their heads.