He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"Let's start a group purchase."

The white space of the training ground distorted in response, and the simulated transcendent being Kang condensed and took shape thirty meters in front of him.

Blue-purple armor, a cold mask, and the iconic time-spherical chair behind him.

This simulation was pushed to its highest specifications.

Li Ang raised one hand and pressed his five fingers down.

The brightness of the training ground suddenly dropped by two levels, and the spatial folding factor tripled.

"Full power simulation, with synchronous loading of Kang's time-freeze force field."

The moment he finished speaking, Simulation Fitness raised his left hand.

A visible pale blue ripple spread out from its palm, rolling towards everyone at a speed of tens of meters per second.

The air has thickened.

Wanda's chaotic energy sphere, which was gathering power, began to slow down, and Steve's right foot, which had taken a half-step, paused in mid-air.

Time-freezing force field.

They've already learned their lesson the hard way about this once.

"Star-Lord! Now!" Tony roared.

"I know, I know! Don't rush me!"

Star-Lord rushed out from the sidelines, gripping the rusty Causality Iron Sword in his right hand, his expression one of utter despair.

He took three steps, focusing his energy in his lower abdomen.

With the sword tip pointing downwards, it suddenly slashes diagonally.

"Holy crap!!!"

Screams and flashes of sword light erupted simultaneously.

The causality effect of the rusty sword is activated...

Regardless of whether Kang had a shield or not, and regardless of whether he was within range, the cause and effect of "being caught by a blade barehanded" was already locked.

The simulated physical activity involved raising both hands uncontrollably and forcing the body to lean forward.

With knees bent, the entire machine knelt to catch the broken sword.

when!

A loud metallic clang rang out as Simulation Fitness caught the sword between his hands, his posture extremely awkward.

The spread of the time-freezing force field slowed down for a moment...

Kang's attention was forcibly diverted to the action of catching the sword by the law of causality.

"The countdown for the control window has begun!" Jane shouted from the sidelines, as the countdown numbers on her wristband projected onto the screen.

three seconds.

Only three seconds.

Star-Lord's face had turned pale.

The sword was trembling, his arm was trembling, and even his ankles were shaking.

The Causality Iron Sword was draining his bodily functions at an alarming rate.

"Coulson!"

"receive."

Coulson ran over from the flank, his steps steady and decisive.

He opened his right palm, and the power of the Paw Paw Fruit gathered in his palm, causing an almost invisible elastic light membrane to appear on his skin.

Snapped.

Coulson landed in one swift motion, his right palm striking Star-Lord precisely in the chest.

The sound was faint, but the effect was immediate.

The heavy, exhausting feeling that Star-Lord had been carrying all over his body was completely released the moment Coulson's palm touched his chest.

A fist-sized, translucent red bubble flew off Star-Lord's back, its surface swirling with viscous, dark red patterns.

It felt heavy and swayed in mid-air for a moment.

"Holy crap, we can see it this time!" Darcy peered down from WarGreymon's shoulder armor.

Last time, the fatigue-repelling technique only resulted in smashing through a wall; this time, the control over the Paw-Paw Fruit is clearly much more refined…

Fatigue was completely stripped away and separated into an independent entity.

Star-Lord's body jolted, his back straightened, and his pale face regained color within two seconds.

"Holy crap! It's alive again!"

His hands stopped shaking, his feet stopped shaking, and he gripped the sword steadily.

"Keep swinging!" Tony commanded from the rear.

Star-Lord gritted his teeth and swung his sword again. His screams were still heart-wrenching, but his movements were much smoother.

The kneeling posture in the simulated physical fitness exercise was locked a second time, and the hard control time was refreshed.

Coulson followed up with another palm strike.

Snapped.

The second red fatigue bubble bounced out.

Jane's countdown timer jumped to six seconds.

"It works! It works completely!"

Jane clenched her fist and raised her voice by half a beat.

The third sword strike.

The third palm strike.

Nine seconds.

When Star-Lord finished his third sword strike, he even had the energy to give Coulson a thumbs-up, which was incredibly irritating.

"You two work together flawlessly..."

Jane didn't finish her sentence.

Because those three fatigue bubbles that were popped out didn't disappear.

They floated in mid-air, rolled awkwardly twice, and then began to move.

The bubble hit the left wall of the training field and bounced back.

Three dark red, semi-transparent bubbles flew around randomly in the white space of the training field, their trajectories completely erratic.

The speed is getting faster and faster, just like a marble that has gone out of control in a pinball machine.

"Scatter!" Steve took two steps back, a bubble whizzing past his ear.

Doctor Strange dodged to the side, and the Mandara Shield blocked the attack...

The bubble didn't bounce off the magic shield the moment it hit it; instead, it pierced through the shield's energy layer and flew out from the other side.

The doctor's wrist stiffened.

"Physical defenses and magical barriers are ineffective." His speech quickened. "It's not an energy body, it's a conceptual entity. Resilience and penetration are at the level of rules."

"So you can't dodge it?" Rocket hugged Groot's leg, kicking his short legs rapidly.

No one answered him.

The three bubbles raced wildly across the training field, bouncing faster and faster, their trajectories becoming increasingly unpredictable.

Darcy is actually safest riding on Tyrannosaurus's shoulder; the height is high enough that the bubble can't reach her position for the time being.

The Tyrannomon looked down at the red bubbles darting around its feet, making a confused gurgling sound in its throat.

And somewhere on the sidelines.

Thor stood against the wall, holding a bucket of popcorn in his hands.

He did not participate in the drills from beginning to end.

As the Thunder God of Asgard, he had absolutely no interest in this level of competition in the training ground.

Watching a play while eating popcorn and occasionally making a comment is very pleasant.

"The coordination skills of the people in the central courtyard are indeed worrying."

Thor grabbed a handful of popcorn, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and was about to give his second comment.

Whoosh.

The bubble that bounced the farthest of the three bubbles hit five walls.

It flew straight in from Thor's blind spot with an extremely tricky parabolic trajectory.

"Watch out!" Pietro tried to shout, but the bubble arrived just as he opened his mouth.

boom.

The bubble hit Thor's temple without a sound, without a shockwave, and without any physical contact.

But the effect was immediate; Thor's pupils suddenly dilated.

The fatigue, after being consumed by the Causality Sword, materialized by the Paw-Paw Fruit, and bounced countless times by the wall, was completely absorbed into Thor's body.

The popcorn bucket slipped from my hand, and popcorn spilled all over the floor.

Thor's legs went weak, his knees buckled, and he fell backward.

The Asgardian human body, weighing over 200 pounds, slammed onto the training ground floor with a dull thud.

Then he started snoring.

The snoring was ridiculously loud.

That thunderous snoring that bursts from deep within the nasal cavity, causing air resonance, almost comparable to a light engine.