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Chapter 231 The Freakish Bicycle Hero Who Was Cool for Only Thirty Seconds
When Ma Zhaodi arrived at the scene on his bicycle, the battle outside the theater was still at a stalemate.

"Fries, can't you make less ice? It's not just affecting movement, but now my plants are all tied up too."

Faced with Poison Ivy's complaints, Mr. Freeze didn't have a good solution: "What can I do? My weapon is ice, and Batman is limited in the same way."

"Go say that to his roller skates."

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Mr. Freeze looked at Batman, who was seamlessly switching to ice skates and moving across the ice, and felt a little frustrated. This was clearly one of his countermeasures.

"Pamela, how long will your pollen last?"

"Twenty-four minutes."

"That Thor is pretty fast."

Poison Ivy was taken aback by what she heard. She turned her head to look behind her and saw a bicycle speeding along the road, heading straight for the center of the battlefield.

"finally reached."

"No! Frith!"

Ma Zhaodi, who was sprinting, suddenly cried out in surprise. Poison Ivy turned around in shock and found a batarang embedded directly in Mr. Freeze's helmet, which was in her distraction.

Hiss--

The cracks on the helmet began to spread, and Mr. Freeze was immediately terrified. He could only survive in a zero-degree environment, and if the helmet broke at this moment, he would soon die from overheating.

Pamela turned her head to look at the Mad Hatter who was still unconscious beside her. The flowers on her body, which were still releasing their fragrance, instantly closed up, and another batch of pale purple flowers opened, and a different fragrance began to spread on the wind.

"I'm here to help!"

Ma Zhaodi entered the arena on a bicycle. As soon as the wheels touched the ice, they began to accelerate and slip. However, after a slight sway, he regained stability with his master-level cycling skills and rode the ice as if it were flat ground, even starting to accelerate.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He drew his twin pistols from his waist, and a barrage of metallic bullets rained down. Batman unfurled his bulletproof cape to deflect some of the bullets, then swiftly slipped into the nearest cover. Several batarangs arced through the air and were fired at Ma Zhaodi—but none of them hit.

"With my movement speed, you can't hit me."

The maniacal laughter of the freakish biker echoed through the arena, while the Penguin, who was still listening in, breathed a sigh of relief and said to the Joker, "Boss, it seems he's not entirely useless."

The clown shrugged noncommittally.

Meanwhile, the battle on the other end of the communicator continued.

“I don’t need to hit you.” Batman’s voice carried an undeniable authority: “You were doomed the moment you stepped into the battlefield.”

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand a word you're saying."

Bang!

The sound of the bicycle slipping and falling rang out, and Ma Zhaodi, who was mocking someone just a second ago, was sent flying the next second.

"Hey Chao, what did you do to me? Why can't I grip the handlebars? Hey Chao, what a huge iceberg! Why are there icebergs on land?"

"Poison Ivy's hallucinogenic scent," Batman said calmly. "Although the concentration is decreasing, it hasn't completely dissipated, and you've already ingested enough to cause hallucinations."

Ma Zhaodi turned to Poison Ivy in disbelief: "Pamela, you!?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Poison Ivy chuckled coldly. "I'm fine, Mr. Freeze is fine, Batman is fine, even the Mad Hatter is fine. Isn't this your own problem?"

However, Ma Zhaodi was no longer able to hear her reply.

He groggily got up from the ground, walked to the collapsed, panting Mr. Freeze, and pulled out a roll of yellow tape, sealing the gap in Mr. Freeze's mask layer by layer. "Huff! Huff! Huff!"

As the helmet was resealed, Mr. Freeze's breathing finally calmed down, but Ma Zhaodi didn't stop, continuing to wrap tape around the helmet.

"Sol, that's enough! Stop!"

Ma Zhaodi stopped, paused for a moment, looked down at Mr. Freeze who was almost wrapped up like a dumpling, and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I didn't recognize you just now."

"Alright, we can't waste any more time, Thor, we need you."

"I didn't recognize you, Grandma! What are you doing here? And why are you bald now?"

Mr. Freeze suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

After shaking his head for a few seconds, Ma Zhaodi, who had just entered the battlefield and played a role for half a minute, collapsed on the street again and fell into a baby-like sleep.

"Can your floral scent induce sleep?"

"No, it's unlikely that most people would fall asleep at a time like this."

“It’s over, Frith, Pamela,” Batman said. “You’re both coming back to Arkham with me.”

"Don't speak too soon," Poison Ivy replied. "We're still two against one; you can't take us down."

"But Mr. Freeze is finished."

As they exchanged words, Batman's figure flashed across the ice on his ice blades, heading straight for Mr. Freeze. At that moment, Mr. Freeze raised his freeze gun, but was unable to aim due to severely obstructed vision.

“Stay away from him!”

Poison Ivy immediately lashed out with her vines, but Batman easily dodged them with a few quick changes of direction. He twisted around Mr. Freeze's inaccurate freezing beam and stood in front of him.

Based on the blurry light and shadow on the translucent tape, Mr. Freeze sensed Batman's approach. He immediately swung his Freeze Gun and slammed it down with all his might on the dark figure in front of him.

However, Mr. Freeze's blind punch posed no threat to Batman, who dodged the attack and delivered a powerful punch to Mr. Freeze's chest.

boom!
"Cough! Cough!"

Mr. Freeze suddenly couldn't catch his breath. His armor seemed to withstand Batman's punch, but his chest couldn't, and the punch made him hold his breath for a moment.

The attack was effective; Batman gripped two batarangs with both hands and plunged them into his legs with lightning speed.

“Stay away from him!”

Several poison vines lashed out at high speed, but Batman dodged them again. He then took out two more batarangs and plunged them into Mr. Freeze's hands, completely neutralizing his ability to retaliate.

"It's best not to move," Batman said. "If you stay where you are, I can bring you back; but if you remove the batarang, the freezing gas will escape rapidly, and you'll die from the heat."

He reached out and pressed the bat-shaped computer interface on his arm armor, then looked up at Poison Ivy: "You can't escape now, give up."

"Why?"

Suddenly, the roar of engines filled the sky, and a jet-black fighter appeared above them.

"That plane is carrying a ton of powerful herbicide and is equipped with a spraying system. Your vines are no longer effective."

"Unmanned fighter jets"

The Penguin, who was listening remotely, immediately understood everything: "There are no two Batmen. He remotely controlled the fighter jet to defeat the seriously injured Batman and Firefly, and then came to the Mad Hatter's place, which is why he was able to fight on two battlefields at the same time."

"Quickly! Transfer the team sent to the bat-man battlefield to the theater!"

(End of this chapter)