Marvel Superheroes in China

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General Zhao, standing to the side, frowned upon seeing Qin Wu's serious expression and thought to himself, "It seems this kid has had an epiphany."

Thinking of this, General Zhao's lips curled into a knowing smile.

He slowly said to Qin Wu, "Of the four groups of people you see now, besides us humans from Earth, there are two other groups that are helping our Earth."

Qin Wu was taken aback. After thinking about what Wu Huida had said earlier, he turned his head and said, "Are you talking about Thanos of the Eternal Clan and the Superman Clan?"

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across General Zhao's eyes, but he quickly understood.

He thought to himself, "It seems that Chen Baima and the others had already explained everything to this kid on the way here."

He nodded and slowly said, "Yes, if you look closely, the people in other planes are actually not much different from us Earthlings."

General Zhao raised his hand and pointed to the group of ancient-clad men being besieged by three groups in the sky, and said, "The people wearing ancient costumes are the dimensional beings. Their civilization originated from Earth and has existed in this world for millions of years. It's just that Earthlings hadn't discovered so much back then. Similarly, the Eternal Race and the Superhuman Race hadn't been discovered either."

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Chapter 161: You are not worthy

The Superhuman Clan and the Eternal Clan were names that most of the newcomers present had heard of, but this mascot was, to be honest, quite perplexing to them.

Where did they come from? What is their purpose? Why are they opposing the entire universe?

A series of questions kept popping into everyone's minds.

"Where did these dummy figures come from? Why do they have to kill humans?"

"Yes, General, please explain this to us."

The doubts of the crowd caused General Zhao's expression to turn cold.

He said in a deep voice, "I don't know exactly how they came to be. I only know that these people existed millions of years ago. However, their civilization has always been based on force, and they are inherently cruel. By chance, humans entered this plane, which attracted the attention of the plane's inhabitants, leading to the outbreak of war. It has been hundreds of years, and it is a blood feud. The plane's inhabitants want to expand their territory, so they want to keep attacking humans. But these plane's inhabitants are not invincible. Just like humans, their head and heart are their weak points. If you hit these two places, they will surely die!"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "As for Earthlings, the Superhuman race, and the Eternals, in order to maintain the stability of the universe, they have been working together to suppress the other planes. The war has lasted for hundreds or thousands of years. So now, neither side needs to explain too much. Whenever we encounter people from other planes, we just kill them."

However, your strength is still too weak right now, so important tasks will generally not be assigned to you. You only need to carry out some small tasks and improve yourselves at the same time. That is your current purpose. Don't think that you can make meritorious contributions and kill enemies as soon as you enter this plane.

General Zhao let out a long breath, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and said calmly, "Because you are not worthy."

Not worthy!

The two words, like a huge boulder, crashed down on the newlyweds.

These newcomers who came to this world were all pampered and adored wherever they went on Earth. But General Zhao's words directly brought them down from their pedestals to the bottom.

Each of them looked troubled, wanting to argue, but swallowed their words.

Clenching their teeth, their fists were tightly clenched, and their eyes blazed with an indomitable rage.

General Zhao's words were simply to emphasize one key point: improvement. Only by constantly improving oneself can one be qualified to participate in real warfare.

Everyone fell silent.

The previously noisy crowd immediately fell silent, and the atmosphere became extremely tense and solemn.

No one spoke anymore; only the sound of air being torn apart echoed through the sky.

"puff!"

"Die!"

Then, the old man from Earth in the sky roared angrily with red eyes.

A murderous aura swept over everything, like an ancient beast with its gaping maw, exuding a chilling killing intent!

The old man then brought his right hand back to his abdomen, clenched his fist, and slowly punched out.

As expected of a master of the罡劲 (Gang Jin) technique! That blood-soaked fist seemed to have grown larger for some reason.

This punch solidified the air itself; visibly, the air around the steel-like fist distorted.

This punch, brimming with spiritual power and explosive force, appeared slow and unpredictable, yet the explosive power hidden within was something that those on the ground who had only recently entered the realm of internal strength could not possibly comprehend.

However, the immense aura emanating from the old man made the newcomers watching from the sidelines extremely nervous. Beads of cold sweat slowly slid down their temples, but no one noticed.

·· ··Requesting flowers·· ··

He was so engrossed in staring wide-eyed at the old man's unremarkable punch.

"call--"

Amidst the whooshing sound of air being torn apart, the old man's punch landed squarely on the plane being standing only a body length away from him.

"Hit!"

Someone on the ground exclaimed in surprise.

Then everyone's gaze suddenly narrowed, including Qin Wu's, who also stared intently as the old man's fist struck the dough figurine squarely in the chest.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound.

0 ...... 0

A hard fist made intimate contact with the plane man's chest.

With tremendous force, it completely overturned the internal organs inside the alien's body.

"Gibba!"

A series of crisp sounds of bones breaking suddenly rang out.

The old man's punch dented the man's chest cavity, breaking five or six ribs instantly.

The man in the dough seemed to have never expected the punch to be so powerful. Before he could react, intense pain spread throughout his body.

The figure from another dimension dressed in ancient costume turned deathly pale, his features contorted instantly, and his eyes widened like copper bells, filled with shock.

His eyebrows were almost furrowed together, and the skin on his face instantly squeezed together, the wrinkles formed by the layers of skin looking like a crumpled newspaper that had been laid out.

"puff!"

The dimensional being spat out a mouthful of blood.

Crimson blood, mixed with murky saliva, splattered in the air, forming a beautiful blood flower that contrasted sharply with the shocking scene.

The old man's face was also covered in blood.

……knife.

Chapter 162: A Master of罡劲 (Gang Jin)

However, the two were both strong individuals of the same level. Since the old man was a master of the Gang Jin realm, the masked man was naturally no less powerful.

The already extraordinary body regained its senses immediately after the brief, intense pain, and the dimensional being concentrated all its power to protect its most vital organ, its heart.

Then came the counterattack from the dough figurine. The old man was clearly taken aback, not expecting that his punch would not kill the dough figurine.

Just as the plane man's fist was about to hit his face, the old man's expression hardened. He quickly released the plane man, took a few steps back in mid-air, and created some distance.

The clay figure missed his punch and was furious.

The pain in his chest filled him with murderous intent. He glared at the old man in the distance and let out a furious roar filled with killing intent: "Earthling! I'll kill you!"

Then, the clay figure's aura surged, and it seemed as if he was ready to fight the old man to the death.

Instantly, a fierce wind arose within a radius of fifty miles.

"Whoosh-"

"Crash-"

Gusts of wind whipped up stones from the ground, and huge tornadoes roared into the air.

The raging storm engulfed the entire battlefield, with countless sand and stones sweeping in from all directions, blotting out the sun. Countless tiny sand and stones continuously struck everyone's faces, causing their cheeks to sting, and they hurriedly retreated.

"Run! The power of a master of the罡劲 (Gang Jin) realm is beyond our ability to withstand. Everything within a fifty-mile radius will be destroyed!"

In the crowd, a powerful expert at the Transcendent Realm endured the pain and shouted.

That's right. Don't be fooled by the fact that there's only one level difference between the Transcendent Realm and the罡劲 (Gang Jin). The gap between the two is an insurmountable chasm, and this isn't just talk; it can really kill people.

General Zhao only released a slight amount of power, yet it dazzled everyone present. It's not even clear what the actual battle would be like; I'm afraid that within a thousand miles, not a blade of grass would grow.

Upon hearing this, everyone retreated hastily, wanting to leave this place of trouble.

Feeling the intense gale, everyone had no doubt that if they stayed on the battlefield any longer, they would be shattered and killed by the powerful aftershocks.

"Whoosh-"

"Rumble--"

The thousands of newcomers, especially those who had just entered the inner strength realm, simply could not withstand this pressure. Apart from General Zhao, almost no one present could endure it.

But General Zhao had no need to show off here. He naturally wanted to protect the safety of these newcomers, so he withdrew from the center of the battle along with them.

"Oh!"