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Proxima Midnight took a step forward, using the muscles in her right arm to hurl the Tri-Edged Spear at Steve!

The three-edged spear transformed into a deadly black light, tearing through the air and heading straight for Steve's face.

It is extremely fast and powerful.

A cruel smile appeared on Proxima Midnight's face.

Facing a deadly blow that came hurtling towards them.

Steve simply spread his feet slightly apart and lowered his center of gravity.

Just before the spear was about to pierce him, he twisted his waist and turned to the side, his right hand suddenly shooting out!

"Snapped!"

Steve's right hand firmly gripped the hilt of the spear!

The ground beneath my feet remained completely still.

This unexpected turn of events caught Proxima Midnight completely off guard.

She never expected that this seemingly vulnerable ordinary human would dare to catch her full-force throw with his bare hands, and actually manage to catch it!

The fatal flaw was that the divine spear was her only weapon.

After losing her weapon, her combat effectiveness decreased by at least half.

What's more, the weapons fell into the hands of the enemy.

The cosmic gamblers in the stands were stunned for two seconds before their mentality collapsed.

All sorts of foul language poured out.

"Damn! This bitch is fixing the match!"

"Give your weapon to someone else? Are you out of your mind?!"

"Give me my money back! Give me back my credits! Is this the level of the Obsidian Five?!"

"Grandmaster, I want to report them! They've conspired to swindle us out of our money!"

"You bitch! You call that spear throwing? You're delivering packages!"

"I bet everything I have on you! How did you treat us?! Fuck you! Give me my money back!"

In contrast, the live stream on Earth presented a completely different scene, with viewers in stitches.

"This is hilarious! The alien grandma is giving away free gear right at the start of the game!"

Captain America: Thanks for the spear, bro!

"Proxima Midnight: Captain, does this spear still feel right to you?"

"Shocking! Alien female general openly bribes Earth's captain!"

On the Earth's preparedness platform, the heroes also relaxed.

"Looks like the battle is over." Tony said casually. "An assassin without a weapon is like a snake with its fangs pulled. Well done, Captain."

Thor laughed loudly, "I told you these guys are all all show and no substance."

Everyone felt that they had a sure win in this game.

On the other side, at the Dark Order's preparation platform.

Mephisto turned to Thanos and seized the opportunity to mock him, "I have to admit, none of the demons in my hell could have come up with such a suicidal tactic."

Thanos remained expressionless, coldly observing the battlefield, ignoring Mephisto's taunts.

But a cold glint flashed in his icy eyes.

On the field.

Proxima Midnight's face turned ashen; the insults hurled at her by the alien gamblers filled her with humiliation.

With things having come to this, she had no choice but to adopt a hand-to-hand combat stance, preparing to face Steve's thunderous counterattack.

Even without the spear, she was still a top-tier assassin who had undergone Thanos's brutal training, and she believed she could snap this Earthling's neck in hand-to-hand combat.

However, what Steve did next surprised everyone.

"What? Now you're not yelling that you're going to nail me through?" Steve weighed the spear in his hand and asked calmly.

Proxima Midnight did not reply, but simply stared intently at him.

Steve looked at Proxima Midnight, which was on full alert, and shook his head.

Then, he flicked his wrist, spinning the spear halfway through the air.

"Whoosh!"

Steve used his arm strength to throw the spear back.

The spear traced a parabola through the air and landed firmly on the rock beneath Proxima Centauri, its tip trembling slightly.

At this moment, not only the audience, but even Proxima Midnight itself was stunned.

She looked at the weapon stuck at her feet, then at Steve opposite her, her face full of confusion.

She couldn't understand this foolish behavior.

In the Dark Order's code, mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

"Why?" Proxima Midnight drew her spear and couldn't help but ask.

Steve said calmly, "I represent the will of Earth here. We have our own pride and don't need to win by taking advantage of others."

"Next, I will defeat you in a fair fight."

Proxima Centauri stood still, her gaze complex.

In this cruel and dark cosmic jungle, the law of the jungle prevails.

She had killed countless people and was accustomed to betrayal, ambushes, and ruthless killing.

But the Earthling in front of her exuded a pure and noble character that she had never seen before.

For the first time ever, a sense of admiration arose in my heart.

But she quickly gritted her teeth and forcibly suppressed these emotions.

She is the Black Order's blade, the executor of Thanos's will, and cannot afford to be weak.

"You'll regret your foolish actions, human."

Proxima Midnight gripped the spear again, then twisted it forcefully a few times on the hilt.

A series of gear-grinding sounds rang out.

The shape of the Three-Edged Spear has undergone some minor changes.

The spear shaft was extended, and the three sharp blades at the spear tip curled outwards, with unstable energy erupting at the tip.

It shattered the surrounding floating pebbles into powder.

This is the true form of the Divine Spear!

Its level of danger increased at least tenfold at this moment.

This caused an uproar among the audience who witnessed it.

Meanwhile, a heated discussion broke out again in the live stream room.

Viewers were divided on Captain America's actions.

"Captain, you're being foolish! What kind of chivalry is this when dealing with an alien monster? Strike while the iron is hot!"

"What an overabundance of saintly compassion! This is a life-or-death gladiatorial contest, not a sporting event!"

"Does he think this is a movie? Returning weapons to the enemy is ridiculous!"

"If they lose the game because of this, Rogers will be a sinner against all mankind!"

However, a large number of viewers who support Steve are also fighting back:

"What do you know? This is Captain America! This is a real superhero!"

"The captain definitely has the ability to defeat her head-on! That's called the confidence of a strong person!"

"Shut up and watch the game. Our captain has never let us down!"

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On the platform, Tony slapped his forehead.

"I knew it... I knew this old popsicle's moral fastidiousness would kick in!" Tony complained helplessly. "Has he forgotten that we're fighting a battle for the survival of the planet, not trying to reason with thugs in a Brooklyn alley?"

"That's the real Steve," Azu said calmly from the side. "If he took advantage of someone in distress, he wouldn't be Captain America."

"Don't worry, Tony. A true hero doesn't lose a war just because he lost an advantage once."

Steve Rogers' actions were somewhat expected.

Even if this stubborn donkey dies, it will die on the glorious altar.

But from another perspective, the more controversial this kind of individual heroism is, the more it can stir up the emotions of the audience.

If they win in the end, their popularity will increase significantly.

Regardless of how heated the audience's arguments were, the two fighters in the arena were completely focused.

Neither of them said another word.

The real battle has begun.