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

Training facilities have been completely shut down.

The simulated physical fitness test remains motionless, kneeling and receiving the sword.

Star-Lord stood there, sword in hand, glancing back at Thor, who was fast asleep against the wall. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly.

"Was he overwhelmed by exhaustion?"

Coulson withdrew his right palm, and the light membrane in his palm slowly faded away.

He walked over to Thor, squatted down, and reached out to check Thor's breathing near his nose.

"Breathing is steady, heart rate is normal."

Coulson stood up and looked around at everyone.

"She's simply asleep."

The entire place was deathly silent, except for Thor's deafening snoring that echoed endlessly.

The blue ripples on the simulated physical fitness body are slowly spreading again.

The time-freezing force field is recovering.

"Pietro! Take Star-Lord inside!"

Tony's voice lashed out, dripping with coffee stains and the pent-up frustration of the day.

The simulated time-freeze force field of the fitness center was back online, and pale blue ripples pushed outwards at a visible speed, turning the air in their path into amber-colored jelly.

Wanda was charging up her attack in her position. The chaotic energy ball condensing at the tip of her bird-headed staff had grown to the size of a volleyball, with dark red flames swirling on its surface.

Doctor Strange formed hand seals, and three magic circles overlapped and rotated in front of him, ready to burst into space at any moment.

Darcy sat on Tyrannosaurus's shoulder, his left hand outstretched, the pale purple light waves of the Slow Fruit poised to be unleashed.

All attackers, take your positions.

All that's missing is a transporter who can move freely within the time-freezing field to deliver the frozen Star-Lord to Kang so he can continue wielding his sword.

Pietro.

Golden arcs of electricity shot out from his legs, and a familiar, burning pulse came from the soles of his feet.

Speed ​​Force.

It was calling to him.

Pietro bent down and grabbed Star-Lord by the back of his collar.

"Hehehe, wait a minute! Can you be a little gentler...?"

Before Star-Lord could finish speaking...

boom!!

The sonic boom exploded in the training field, and the shockwave overturned all the debris within three meters.

Pietro transformed into a golden afterimage and darted into the expanding time-freezing force field.

Time seems to have stood still in this area.

Wanda's chaotic energy sphere hovered in mid-air, Doctor Strange's magic circle remained motionless, and even dust particles in the air were suspended in place.

But Pietro was still moving.

The Speed ​​Force exploded into a golden protective barrier around his body. The time-freezing rule was repelled when it touched this barrier, and even Star-Lord, whom he was dragging, was enveloped within it.

"Aaaaaah!!"

Star-Lord let out a rather unseemly scream as he was being dragged at high speed.

He was being dragged horizontally in mid-air, his feet off the ground, his face flushed red from the back of his collar, and the veins in his neck bulging.

"I'm going to throw up!!! Slow down!!"

"If you slow down, the force field will freeze you!"

Pietro roared back through gritted teeth, his pace quickening.

He dragged Star-Lord as they sped through the freezing field.

The jelly of time was smashed open by the Speed ​​Force, creating a golden tunnel. The tunnel quickly healed behind them, while new passages kept breaking open in front of them.

The simulated physical education activity is just ten meters ahead.

It is still kneeling in the same position it was in when it was hard-controlled in the last round...

"Star-Lord! Get ready to swing your sword!" Pietro dragged him around a corner.

"Let me land first! How am I supposed to swing if my feet can't even touch the ground..."

Turn a corner.

The problem lies at this bend.

Doctor Strange said that Pietro hadn't yet mastered the Speed ​​Force to a level of precise control.

He is fast enough and has a strong acceleration capability.

However, the calculation of the turning radius is entirely based on body feel, without any system assistance.

However, the space in the training field is limited.

Ten meters ahead is a simulated physical fitness area.

The output position is eight meters to the right.

Wanda stood there, her bird-headed staff held high, a volleyball-sized ball of chaos magic hovering above her head, in the final stages of charging up.

Although enveloped by the time-freezing force field, the chaos magic itself possesses a certain degree of resistance to rules, and the flames on the surface of the sphere are still slowly swirling.

Pietro's turning trajectory went astray.

It was off by about three meters.

He reacted quickly enough, and the moment he realized the trajectory was wrong, he stomped his feet on the ground in an emergency attempt to correct it.

But he forgot one thing.

He was also dragging a 160-pound Star Lord along.

Pietro's upper body stopped, but Star-Lord didn't.

It was thrown out.

Star-Lord escaped the coverage of the Speed ​​Force and was instantly slowed down in the Time Freeze field, then continued flying at the normal flow of time due to inertia.

Flight direction, Wanda's output position.

"Woof~"

Pietro's shouts had just begun.

boom!

Star-Lord crashed sideways into Wanda.

Wanda's wrist twisted.

The tip of the bird-headed staff veered violently, and the chaotic magic orb above its head, brimming with energy, lost its stable anchor point and exploded on the spot.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

A large, dark red energy storm rose in the center of the training field, scattering fragments of chaotic magic in all directions.

The time-freezing force field was completely disrupted by the explosion. Pale blue and dark red energy streams intertwined and swirled, creating seven or eight irregular, charred holes in the ceiling.

At the same time^

The arcs of electricity generated by Pietro's feet rubbing against the ground during the emergency braking were lifted up by the explosive shockwave of the Chaos Magic and darted wildly through the air.

Golden lightning paired with dark red chaos fragments, plus three fatigue bubbles that haven't stopped bouncing around.

The training ground turned into a chaotic mess of fireworks.

呲呲呲!

A golden arc of electricity shot through the sofa wreckage and struck a fatigue bubble that had just bounced over.

The bubble was shocked by an electric shock. Its surface twitched for two seconds, its volume expanded by one ring, and its color changed from dark red to deep purple before it continued to fly around randomly.

No one noticed the mutated bubble.

Because everyone's attention was drawn to the center of the training field.

Wanda got up from the ground, her clothes covered in charred debris and her hair a tangled mess.

Her bird-headed staff was stuck upside down in the ground three meters away, and the staff was still vibrating.

Star-Lord was lying sprawled on the ground, a red bump on his forehead, and his rusty sword had been thrown far away.

The perpetrator, Pietro, stood five meters away, his right foot still in a braking position, leaving two long scorch marks on the ground.

The three people stared at each other for half a second.

"Pietro Maximov".

Wanda's voice was frighteningly low.

"Uh, well... the wind was too strong..."

Wanda bent down and picked up the staff.

Then she started hitting people.

The staff swung in a wide arc towards Pietro's head, the force so great that even the bird head decoration on the staff seemed to scream.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Don't hit my head!"

"I charged up my Chaos Cannon for twenty seconds! Twenty seconds!" Wanda shouted as she swung it, "Let it smash to pieces!"

"Does anyone care about how I feel?!" Star-Lord sprang up from the ground.

"Shut up, you deserve it!"

The brother and sister spoke in unison.

Star-Lord opened his mouth, then closed it again.