Marvel Universe's Ultimate Martial Arts School

He said "Daddy" very naturally.

But precisely because it's so catchy, it comes across as cheeky.

This guy isn't serious at all.

But since we'd seen his true colors before, it wasn't surprising.

Tony Stark joins Ultimate Martial Arts Academy, Academy member +1, reward: 1 Spirit of Plants, Academy member count: 27/100

Becoming an apprentice wasn't as complicated as Stark had imagined; it was just a simple verbal promise.

"Who is Aules?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Hmm?" Stark spread his hands. "Isn't saving your son your first priority, Daddy?"

A lean Hispanic man stepped forward, holding a VCR, and said timidly, "Ah, that's me."

When Ivan was killed in an instant, although my consciousness was not covered by hearing, I could still roughly deduce what they were saying by reading their mouths.

Naturally, they also learned the name of the traitor.

However, judging from his appearance, he is probably just an ordinary employee of Hammer Industries.

Lin Feng casually waved his hand, and a sudden force pulled Oris up, sending him flying into the sky outside the gate with a whoosh.

He's just someone being used; there's no need to tear him in half so brutally.

Throw him ten kilometers away, whether he lives or dies is up to fate. Spending even a second checking on him is a waste of time.

Then, Lin Feng turned to Natasha: "Can you contact someone in S.H.I.E.L.D. who has influence right now?"

Natasha was still shocked by how Lin Feng's performance today was completely different from all the predictions. She nodded upon hearing this and was about to say something when Lin Feng interrupted her.

"I know that your S.H.I.E.L.D. is very interested in genetic energy training. Tell your people that anyone who wants to learn can come here as an apprentice, with only one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"Before the end of this afternoon's classes, get me 100 martial arts students. More is fine, but not too many for now. The martial arts school isn't big enough. Let's keep it under 150."

"But it absolutely cannot be less than 100. If it's even one less, I'll find a different partner tomorrow—the government, the military, or a cleaning company, it doesn't matter."

"At the same time, I have a set of rules and regulations for the martial arts school's disciples. Take them and give them to your director before he comes to explain them to him, so that I don't have to explain them to him."

Although it's called rules and regulations, in reality, the Extreme Martial Arts Academy only has those three principles.

Firstly, cultivation requires diligence and cannot be slack. There are monthly assessment tasks, and those who fail to complete them will be eliminated. Secondly, fellow disciples must watch out for and help each other, and must not engage in malicious competition.

Thirdly, protecting the Earth and safeguarding humanity is the founding principle of the Limitless Martial Arts Academy. Any disciple who dares to betray humanity will be killed without mercy.

The three rules do not actually conflict with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s interests or ideologies.

Even with the assessment tasks and the retention of elites, which seem to prioritize the students' martial arts training over their work at S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury firmly believes that the talents under his command, even if they are distracted by their work, will never be outdone by ordinary people.

At the same time, the loyalty of his subordinates was beyond question. Nick Fury firmly believed that no matter how powerful they became, they would ultimately still be S.H.I.E.L.D. members.

Natasha already knew these three rules. In fact, even without Lin Feng's explanation, Nick Fury had already started explaining similar rules to those at S.H.I.E.L.D. who wanted to enroll in the martial arts school.

only……

Natasha's mouth dropped open, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation. She had spent the last two days discussing with Nick Fury various ideas for negotiating with the gym owner and sending people to the gym.

In the end, it wasn't necessary at all!

Is this a plan to fully cooperate with S.H.I.E.L.D.?

What else is there to say? We need to report this good news to the director right away!

…………

Upon receiving Natasha's report, Nick Fury immediately said he would organize a team to come over. Lin Feng simply postponed today's class a little, waiting for everyone to arrive before proceeding.

In fact, after news of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy spread within S.H.I.E.L.D. these past two days, countless employees have expressed a strong interest in learning about genetic energy, whether they are agents or researchers.

On the space carrier alone, more than two thousand people went to Nick Fury to fill out the registration form.

However, Lin Feng now requires a maximum of 150 people, so a further selection process is needed. It is highly likely that those with high loyalty to S.H.I.E.L.D. will be prioritized, which will take about an hour.

Let's use this time to help Tony Stark with his health problems.

First, there were the shrapnel fragments flowing in his blood.

This was a simple matter for Lin Feng; with just a slight probe of his mental power, he easily discovered the impurities mixed in with his blood.

There weren't many, only about four or five hundred pieces.

With a sweep of his mental power, like a magnet, he immediately attracted all the debris scattered throughout the blood vessels of his limbs to the space between his left fingers.

With a casual wave of his hand, a gentle gust of air slashed past, tearing a gash in his left index finger, and the gathered debris was immediately squeezed out along with the blood.

It is said to be four or five hundred pieces, but when gathered together, they are no bigger than a mung bean, yet they are enough to kill a person.

It all happened in just a few seconds, but Tony Stark's eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he kept clicking his tongue in amazement.

Palladium, on the other hand, is a bit more complicated.

If the poisoning was mild, mental energy could still draw it out directly. But now, the palladium element has flowed through his blood and penetrated deep into his nerves and bone marrow, making him rotten to the core.

This cannot be solved by mental power alone.

However, it has King-level Dragon Blood obtained from previously clearing the Trial Tower.

In my previous world, King-level Dragon Blood was mainly reserved for Warrior-level powerhouses.

It's like a key that can unlock a martial artist's physical potential, directly enhancing their physical attributes and potential.

But more importantly, it can promote the cell activity of martial artists, accelerate metabolism, and thus improve the speed of their cultivation.

The primary purpose of using this on Tony Stark now is to achieve the latter.

Considering the physical limitations of ordinary people, after Stark used half a drop of dragon blood, Lin Feng used his mental power to envelop it, slowing down the release of its effects as much as possible.

Tony Stark soon became drenched in sweat, and the sweat was not transparent, but rather grayish-black.

His skin also became very dry, eventually forming a thin layer of dry crust.

You could see that his brows were furrowed tightly, but he didn't say a word.

Raymond Lam secretly praised him.

For ordinary people, using dragon blood is tantamount to undergoing a major blood transfusion, a process that is bound to be painful.

This guy hasn't experienced gene energy cultivation, nor is he a martial artist who has endured the hardships of cultivation, yet he was able to withstand it. This at least shows that he's not as weak as he appears on the surface; he's at least a tough guy.

The process lasted for about twenty or thirty minutes. By the time it was completely over, Tony Stark's clothes were soaked with grayish-black sweat stains and emitted a pungent, sour smell.

Stark, however, let out a long sigh of relief, feeling incredibly light and relaxed, as if he hadn't felt this way in the past six months.

Not only that, he even felt that his strength had increased a lot, and even his vision, hearing and so on were completely different from before, as if he had suddenly discovered a whole new world.

[Warrior-class member detected: Tony Stark, analysis complete]

[Genetically Modified: Strength 923 kg, Speed ​​26 m/s, Junior Warrior]

[The host has acquired a warrior-level disciple; reward: 100 jin of Xuan Iron Essence]

The system notification sounded, causing Lin Feng to sigh inwardly.

A portion of King-level Dragon Blood... If this were given to a normal warrior, even a novice warrior, their physical attributes would instantly rise to the level of a War General.

Even if it were given to an ordinary person, it would at least reach the level of an intermediate or even advanced warrior.

But after Stark consumed a portion of dragon blood... he was barely even a novice warrior!

As expected of a man cursed by knowledge, all the essence of his body is stored in his brain. As for his genetic energy, it has basically no value in modification or cultivation!

Tony Stark's expression suddenly turned serious, and he surveyed his surroundings with an air of dominance: "I feel invincible... I could take on ten of them now!"

"..." Lin Feng felt that it was better not to waste time teaching him gene energy and let him directly get started with the mechanical race's technological research.