Marvel Universe's Ultimate Martial Arts School

The time was approximately 30 seconds ago.

Hammer Industries warehouse.

The screen displayed the scene of Lin Feng and Tony Stark confronting each other inside the martial arts gym.

The person Ivan had arranged to enter the martial arts gym was openly filming with his phone, and the live feed had almost no delay.

Until the battle begins.

The afterimage pierced by the laser, the perfect coordination between the two lead plates, and the unexpected attack power.

The computer next to me is constantly analyzing the data.

500 billion, 600 billion...

Stark's suit had clearly been upgraded, and its performance was no less than that of the mechanical armor he designed for Abomination, but it still couldn't withstand the attack.

The energy was rapidly depleted until finally the body was crushed to the ground and unable to move.

A hint of fear reappeared on the hateful face beside him. He had become familiar with the combat suit over the past two days and knew the upper limit of his combat power when wearing the mechanical combat suit.

Thanks to his own superior physical abilities, the suit's defensive capabilities are clearly higher than Iron Man's, and he can save more energy for offensive weapons. Without a doubt, he is definitely stronger than Iron Man!

However, I still feel like I can't beat them.

The gym leader's fight was flawless from beginning to end, and more importantly, he remained remarkably calm throughout.

"We're about to face that guy, how does it feel?" Ivan's fingers flew across the computer screen as he seemed to be asking Abomination.

The latter rolled his eyes at him and started playing with a huge stick in his hand.

Ivan Vanko laughed. The big guy had a fiery temper. He had been talking to him at first, but gradually he spoke less and less.

This guy is no good underling.

Ivan Vanko flicked the toothpick in his mouth and pressed the last key on the keyboard.

The computer screen displayed the success rates of several solutions.

The first one is 0.001%.

"Letting you fight him like this has a very low success rate. Apart from your Death Ray possibly threatening him, we have almost no chance of killing him. However, Stark has already tried it for us. In a fight, the laser has almost no chance of hitting him."

The second analysis result was 1.2%.

"Thanks to that guy taking in all sorts of people, now I have an insider in the martial arts school helping me with real-time video positioning. The computer has already recorded a 3D map of his martial arts school, so we can analyze his precise coordinates through the video and lock onto him with laser beams. That Asian guy dodges lasers by predicting their movement, but it's coming from dozens of miles away. Let's see how he predicts and dodges it now!"

"However... he was able to move at 1500 meters per second just now. His cellular activity and physical strength are probably far superior to yours. The laser beam I can create is too small. Unless it hits a vital spot directly, it will be difficult to kill him, or even to incapacitate him. And this 1.2% is the probability of hitting a vital spot."

"This success rate is far from enough. Why would I fight a battle I'm not confident of winning?"

The third analysis result that appeared on the computer at this time was an astonishing 99.9%.

"Stop talking nonsense and just use your third method." After two days together, Abomination was starting to dislike the long-haired man.

This guy always acts all "confident" about everything he does. The worst part is that even though he's confident, he always has to show off to himself, analyzing all sorts of possibilities... Why can't you just go with the one with the highest success rate?

There's always a feeling of being manipulated by him, even though we were supposed to be allies.

Ivan Vanko chuckled.

He understood what he hated and disliked, but that was just how he was.

Lacking a sense of belonging since childhood, he came to New York wanting to kill Iron Man, kill the Eastern Pavilion Master, and destroy the city. All he sought was a sense of belonging.

If no one knows about the various plans I devised to deal with that Asian and Iron Man, wouldn't that be like casting pearls before swine?

"Be patient, my friend," he said with a smile, typing away on another computer.

Inside the warehouse, layers of thick steel plates were stacked on the ceiling, totaling nine layers.

At the same time, more than twenty thick, giant cannon barrels extended from the steel plates, aimed in various directions.

"The coordinates of the Ultimate Martial Arts School's master, the Indian Point Nuclear Power Plant, the Kinna Nuclear Power Plant, the Fort Drum Munitions Depot, New York Harbor, New Jersey Harbor, the Hudson River Estuary... Thanks to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s data, otherwise who would know that there are just a few nuclear submarines near these ports? Haha, it's Thanksgiving, nuclear submarines also have to change shifts!"

He spoke animatedly while rapidly typing on the computer screen.

On the computer screen, a map of New York City showed twenty or thirty red dots, scattered throughout the city in all directions.

—Target locked!

—Target locked!

The computer kept displaying feedback information.

"Two nuclear power plants, six nuclear submarines carrying a total of 72 nuclear warheads with a yield of 30 kilotons each—the entire city of New York would be reduced to ashes in an instant!" Ivan Vanko turned to look at Abomination, his hand hovering over the launch button, a smug look creeping onto his face. "Plus, the laser attack we specially prepared for him—hey! Buddy, do you think that guy will survive?"

"I hope he can still breathe!" A shadow crossed his face of hatred. After witnessing what happened that night, he felt that if the Easterner didn't die, he might live in the shadow of him for the rest of his life.

In contrast, although the long-haired man was annoying, at least he was quite reliable and efficient, which won him his favor.

He clenched his fist in excitement: "Then I'll have the chance to crush his throat with my own hands!"

Ivan Vanko laughed heartily and pressed the button without hesitation: "Although I'll miss out on the thrill of personally killing Stark and slowly slaughtering New York, I believe this will be the most spectacular fireworks display of the century!"

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty lasers shot into the sky, refracted by the mirrors he had already installed on the Hammer Industries satellite, and headed precisely towards their respective targets!

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At this moment, the Limit Martial Arts Academy.

[Signal detection from Hammer Industries detected; smart lock from Hammer Industries detected; target: Master Lin!]

The sudden alarm startled everyone present.

Lin Feng's expression changed slightly, and a feeling of unease suddenly arose in his heart.

Danger!

Almost without hesitation, the moment Lin Feng felt this palpitation, he suddenly made an extreme rightward displacement.

Still haven't seen the attack? No problem, let's run first!

As a top-tier psychopath at the planetary level, his sixth sense has never been wrong!

Even so, it was still too late.

A beam of light suddenly shot straight from a distance, piercing through the wall of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in an instant, and then penetrating Lin Feng's left shoulder.

puff!

Lasers are characterized by their extremely high energy density. Even the weakest laser weapon has enough actual striking power to be ranked as a B-level weapon. Some are only considered A-level weapons because the concentrated laser beam is too small, which has more than enough penetrating power, but the area of ​​destruction is not large.

Such an attack is something that even a Star Realm cultivator, let alone a Planetary Realm cultivator, would be unable to withstand with their physical body.

Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and in an instant, a bloody hole the size of a bowl was pierced through it.

Judging from the aim, if I hadn't reacted quickly and dodged in advance, this blow would probably have pierced my heart!

"Master!"

The trainees were all stunned and instinctively looked at Tony Stark, who was being pressed to the ground by two pieces of lead.

But then Stark suddenly jumped up from the ground.

With Lin Feng injured, his mental power to control the lead sheet dissipated, and the mere 1000KG lead sheet could no longer suppress him.

Before he could even speak, a blinding white light suddenly shone from a distance outside the martial arts school window.

The light was so dazzling that even Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his eyes and involuntarily closed them. The students in the hall were instantly blinded by the blinding white light and painfully covered their eyes.

Others might not understand, but Lin Feng, Tony Stark, and Natasha's expressions changed instantly.

It can create such a strong flash of light in the city in an instant, without being obstructed by any buildings, and it can be seen so clearly even in the martial arts gym.

There's only one possibility.

Nuclear bomb!