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Chapter 350 My dosage is higher than yours!

Bane, one of Batman's most famous nemesis.

In Gotham's tier of supervillains, he ranks second only to the Joker, Batman's number one fanatic.

The reason he was able to achieve such a high position is largely due to that classic scene in DC Comics history that has been recorded in history.

That is, the battle of the Broken Back Wounds, starring Bane and Batman.

In the comics, Bane displays remarkable strategic acumen upon arriving in Gotham, deducing from a few scattered clues that Batman is Bruce Wayne, and then sets out to plot a conspiracy against Batman.

First, he led his men to storm Arkham Asylum, releasing a host of supervillains including the Joker, Two-Face, and Scarecrow, forcing Batman to spend days and nights hunting down these escaped supervillains.

Bane, meanwhile, remained hidden in the shadows, monitoring Batman's every move.

When Batman finally cleaned up the mess and returned to Wayne Manor, exhausted and suffering from a cold, he found Bane already waiting for him at home.

At that time, Batman was on the verge of a mental and physical breakdown, so he was no match for Bane. The entire battle was a one-sided crushing defeat, with Batman being relentlessly humiliated by Bane.

But Bane didn't choose to kill Batman. Instead, he chose a more cruel method: he broke Batman's spine, putting him in a wheelchair and making him look like Professor X, thus torturing his body and mind.

Those days were arguably one of the darkest moments in Batman's life.

Bane gained fame from this battle and was hailed as Gotham's chief massage and bone-setting master.

The events that happened tonight bear a striking resemblance to this plot development.

The only difference is that the real Batman didn't make it to the final boss fight; instead, he was taken down halfway by a passing Spider-Man suit.

The Batman standing before Bane now is not Bruce Wayne, but rather the imposter, Du Mu.

"Batman, we've been waiting for you."

Bain clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, and looked down at Du Mu with a playful tone.

"Does this scene look familiar? If you can't remember, that's okay, your spine will remember for you."

Upon hearing this, Du Mu knew that the back injury incident had already occurred in this timeline.

Before he finished speaking, Bain had already crashed down like a mountain collapsing, his huge fist tearing through the air and heading straight for Du Mu's face with a muffled explosion.

Du Mu dodged to the side, his fist whistling past his ear before slamming heavily into the supporting pillar behind him.

Bang! !

The entire pillar exploded with a bang, scattering debris everywhere, and the exposed steel bars twisted and pierced through the broken surface.

Bane underwent hellish training in prison from a young age, which gave him a physique far beyond that of ordinary people. Later, he participated in a secret experiment and was injected with a venom codenamed GL11, becoming the only test subject to leave the laboratory alive.

Of course, this venom is not the same as that venom, nor is it a symbiote; it is a super steroid.

After the injection, Bane's physique will be pushed to an extremely exaggerated level, with his pure strength value reaching several tons, allowing him to roam freely even in Gotham City, a city teeming with monsters.

However, this venom is highly addictive and must be replenished every 12 hours, otherwise one will suffer a hellish withdrawal reaction.

The tubes connecting Bane's head to his torso are the devices used to continuously infuse venom.

"You dodged that fast."

Bane, undeterred by his missed attack, cruelly remarked, "After fighting all night, you must be nearly exhausted. How much longer can you hold out?"

Du Mu placed his fists in front of him and said, "I could fight like this all day long."

Unfortunately, Bane doesn't read Marvel comics and didn't get the joke at all.

He assumed Du Mu was just putting on a brave face and nodded approvingly: "As expected of Batman, your willpower is indeed strong. I hope you can hold on a little longer. If you collapse too quickly, I'll be very disappointed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bane charged forward again.

Despite his seemingly clumsy physique, he moved with extraordinary agility, covering several meters in the blink of an eye to reach Du Mu. Twisting his waist and swinging his arm, he delivered a sweeping right hook.

To Bain's surprise, Du Mu did not dodge this time, but instead raised his left arm and assumed a blocking stance.

"court death!"

A disdainful thought flashed through Bain's mind.

Normally, even if this punch landed on Batman at his peak, it would be enough to seriously injure him and knock him to the ground.

Not to mention that the other party has just gone through a whole night of intense fighting. In his opinion, the Batman in front of him is already at the end of his offensive and will fall at any time. Actively blocking his attacks is not bravery, but courting death.

He didn't hold back; his fist, imbued with strong wind pressure, slammed into Du Mu's raised forearm.

Bang!

A dull thud exploded, and the shockwave kicked up dust at their feet.

However, Bain's expression froze instantly.

Du Mu caught his fist steadily with the outside of his forearm, his body remaining completely still, as if what had just hit him was not a heavy punch weighing several tons, but a piece of scrap paper thrown at him.

"What!?"

Bain's eyes widened, his face beneath the mask filled with disbelief.

How could his attack have been caught so easily?

Before he could think it through, he saw Du Mu clench his fist and punch at him.

Bain immediately followed suit, quickly raising his left arm to block, also trying to easily deflect the punch.

But the moment Du Mu's fist landed on Bain's forearm, Bain's expression under his mask changed drastically.

At this moment, he felt an overwhelming and unreasonable force piercing through him, and he could even clearly hear his forearm bones groaning under the strain. Even with his superhuman physique, he could not resist it, and his defenses collapsed instantly.

"Varied...

""

Bang! !

Before he could finish speaking, Bain's nearly 300-pound body was sent flying through the air, crashing through several walls before finally slamming heavily against the load-bearing wall at the edge of the building.

A huge crater appeared in the wall, with numerous cracks spreading outwards, and dust falling in a flurry.

Amidst the billowing smoke, Bain dug himself out of the wall, his mind completely blank.

Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?

It's important to understand that he and Batman have been fighting for so many years, and he has always been the one who unilaterally overwhelms the other with his strength, while Batman can only rely on his intelligence and equipment to maneuver.

This was the first time he had ever experienced being punched away by Batman like this.

"How could this happen?"

Bain couldn't understand what was going on at all.

Although his intelligence is no less than Bruce Wayne's, Venom has a fatal side effect: it affects the user's IQ.

Simply put, it's about exchanging intelligence for power.

Therefore, Bane is not as perceptive as the Joker and has not yet realized that the Batman in front of him has already been replaced.

Du Mu, of course, wouldn't offer an explanation. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Don't think you're the only one who's tech-savvy. I've been working out lately too, and now I possess the power of the Nine Dragons. My dosage is far greater than yours."

Although Bain's mind isn't working too well right now, he's not stupid enough to believe Du Mu's nonsense.

He believed that Du Mu must have used some kind of temporary enhancement drug, just like his venom, which could push his physical strength to a level far beyond the normal level in a short period of time, so that he was able to knock him away with one punch.

As soon as this speculation came out, Bain immediately felt reassured.

The more potent the drug, the greater the side effects and the shorter their duration.

Even if Batman were on drugs, it definitely wouldn't last long.

As long as he stalls for time and waits for the drug's effects to wear off, the opponent will revert to being the ordinary Batman who can be taken down with a single punch.

Bain scoffed, "You think you can turn the tables with such paltry tricks?"

He was always a steady and reliable person, and decisively raised his hand to press the Venom controller on his chest.

The next moment, more dark green liquid gushed into the tubes inserted into his body.

As more venom was injected into his body, his muscles instantly swelled, and his already tall figure grew a few centimeters taller, turning his philosophy vest into a bellyband.

"My dosage is now higher than yours!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Bain charged at him like a runaway bull.

This time he was much faster than before, and he even stomped two shallow holes in the concrete under his feet.

In just a few breaths, Bain rushed in front of Du Mu and swung his fist at him again.

Du Mu did not retreat, but instead clenched his fist and met the attack head-on.

Bang! !

Their fists collided, and a shockwave erupted between them, sweeping across the surrounding area.

Du Mu and Bain did not stop, continuing to punch each other.

The muffled thuds of fists colliding echoed wildly through the empty floors, the concrete floor beneath their feet had crumbled into a spiderweb pattern, and the entire building was trembling slightly.

At this moment, Bain's heart was in turmoil.

He had never encountered such an opponent in his life, one who could still fight him in pure strength even after he injected himself with more venom.

Even more outrageous, after exchanging a dozen or so punches, his finger bones began to go numb, and the space between his thumb and forefinger cracked open.

On the other hand, Du Mu, who was opposite him, did not seem to be struggling at all. He not only took all of Du Mu's punches, but also looked relaxed and his breathing was not disordered.

"Damn it, what brand of hormones did Batman get?!"

Bain frowned, suddenly having a very bad feeling.

He felt that the opponent was getting more and more powerful as the fight went on, and didn't seem to be on drugs at all.

Could it be that this is Batman's true strength, and that Batman was just deliberately playing him all along?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Bain immediately denied the terrible idea.

He gritted his teeth and increased the output of the venom again, causing his muscles to swell once more, growing even larger.

If he were to undergo a blood test, it's estimated that only a small amount of steroids would be detected in his blood.

For an ordinary person, such a relentless attack would have already brought them to the brink of death, sending them back to the steroid planet.

Bane has a special constitution; his body can withstand more venom, but the price is that his head becomes pointed, and his intelligence decreases accordingly.

"roar!!"

Bain let out a deafening roar.

His power surged again, each punch accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, and the pebbles on the ground were blown around by the force of his punches.

Seeing this, Du Mu was very puzzled: "How did Batman manage to fight this thing in close combat before and not get killed?"

Despite the significant reduction in Bane's intelligence, his innate fighting instincts remained.

Without a second thought, his body automatically made the most effective attacking movements, each punch aimed at the most vulnerable parts of the human body, with tricky angles and fierce force.

But Du Mu was not afraid and directly met the attack with a punch.

With a base strength attribute exceeding 100, plus the enhancements from skills and various equipment, he could easily defeat the Hulk in its normal state, let alone Bane.

Another heavy punch came, but Du Mu seized the opportunity, lightly tapped his foot, and dodged the punch with a sidestep. At the same time, he suddenly leaped up, tightened his elbow, and slammed it down from above, slamming it hard into Bain's big face.

Muay Thai warning!

With a clear cracking sound of his nasal bone breaking, Bane's large head snapped back, and he crashed through the floor with terrifying force, plummeting downwards.

The load-bearing structure was like paper in front of his massive body, smashing through countless floors before finally crashing heavily onto the bottom reinforced concrete floor, kicking up a large cloud of grayish-white dust.

Du Mu spread his cloak and landed lightly.

A commotion arose from the pile of rubble opposite. Bane pushed aside the rubble that was pressing down on him and struggled to his feet.

His mask was still broken, his nasal cavity was full of blood, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was staring intently at Du Mu.

"impossible!"

Bain forced out those three words through gritted teeth.

He considers himself Batman's lifelong rival and refuses to admit that he can't beat Batman even on drugs.

Rage overwhelmed his reason; he raised his hand and slammed it hard on the Venom controller on his chest, pushing the output power to the highest level.

The dark green liquid in the tube surged wildly, as if being pumped into his body by a high-pressure pump.

His muscles bulged and swelled with blood, making a sickening fascia-pulling sound. His trapezius muscles were especially exaggerated, bulging up to almost reach the base of his ears, making it seem like he might accidentally pop a pimple on his head.

His skin had turned an unnatural dark green, his veins were bulging, his breathing became heavy and rapid, and his chest heaved violently, making a sound like a broken bellows. He looked like a small mountain of flesh.

Du Mu looked at Bane in this appearance and raised an eyebrow: "Hulk, is that you?"

"roar!!"

Bain roared madly, having lost all reason.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Du Mu, moving at a speed that was as fast as teleportation.

He no longer used any techniques, but just instinctively swung his fists wildly, each blow enough to pierce through steel.

The surrounding walls, pillars, and concrete floors—wherever his fists touched, were instantly pulverized. Under this storm of attacks, the entire floor was turning into ruins at a visible speed, with dust and debris flying everywhere.

"Speaking of which, could this building also belong to the Wayne Group?"

Faced with Bain in such a state, Du Mu even had time to let his mind wander.

He activated his Death Eye, taking in Bane's attack trajectory and parrying while counterattacking.

Despite Bane's body being pushed to its limits by the highest dose of venom, it was still no match for Du Mu's power.

Du Mu's fists repeatedly pounded into Bain's ribs and abdomen, each blow producing a muffled thud, accompanied by bits of fleshy blood spitting out of Bain's mouth.

Bain was forced to retreat repeatedly, but the drugs prevented him from feeling any pain.

He suddenly stopped, bent down, grabbed a broken load-bearing column next to him, held it with both hands, and hurled it at Du Mu.

That pillar, made of reinforced concrete, must have weighed at least half a ton, but in his hands it felt like a toothpick.

The pillar tore through the air, producing a muffled whistling sound.

Du Mu kicked out, heading straight for the pillar that was crashing down on him.

boom!!

The pillar shattered beneath his feet, sending rubble and cement dust billowing into the air, completely obscuring his vision.

At that moment, using the rubble as cover, Bane suddenly pounced.

He opened his arms and hugged Du Mu's body tightly. His immense strength tightened instantly, locking Du Mu's arms in place, and then lifted him high into the air.

"You're finished, Batman!"

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