Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 150 The Emperor's Body Was Defiled, How Daring! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The monster is literally broken.

Foul-smelling green blood and flesh flew everywhere, like fireworks.

However, that area was not affected much, which means that Skye intentionally controlled the destructive range of the shockwave when she threw the punch.

Instead, it focuses on one point.

Skye withdrew her fist, stood still, and looked up to see Jessica slowly falling from the sky.

Her red coat billowed wildly, perfectly complementing her black hair and showcasing her dashing and heroic spirit.

"Great ability, you've improved, Skye."

Jessica is happy for her best friend's growth.

To someone who doesn't know much about it, this punch doesn't seem to have much destructive power, and it doesn't have a very strong visual impact.

But she knew.

This kind of unassuming, concentrated, and explosive power requires an extremely high level of control.

Skye was clearly lacking in this area before, and Reicher and Natasha specifically pointed it out to her, urging her to work harder in this regard.

That move just now clearly shows that Skye has reached a new level in terms of control.

"Hehe." Skye chuckled, then, as if realizing something, looked up and around again.

It seems like they're expecting something.

Jessica immediately understood Skye's expression but didn't point it out, since she was the same way.

Unfortunately, I didn't see anything.

Just as the two girls were feeling somewhat disappointed, the space seemed to suddenly shatter, and then everything went blurry.

The two left the mirror space dimension and returned to the real world.

There is a park in front of us.

A light drizzle, carrying a cool, damp air, slowly fell across the park.

The damp, tree-lined path was covered with a thin layer of water, and the narrow, winding stream beside us was rippling with tiny waves from the rain. The sound of the stream mingled with the soft patter of raindrops on the leaves.

A thin layer of rain and mist covered the open lake in the distance, and there were few tourists. The whole park was immersed in a damp and hazy rain.

A faint ripple spread through the air, and Skye and Jessica were still somewhat disoriented as they suddenly fell back into reality from the spatial folds of the mirror dimension.

The cool, damp grass beneath my feet instantly replaced the smoke and grime of the previous battle with the sounds of rain and the scent of grass and trees from the surrounding city park.

For a moment, they hadn't quite synchronized with reality. The two subconsciously looked around, but didn't see Matthew. A sense of emptiness swept through their hearts.

I heard soft footsteps behind me.

They all turned their heads and saw Matthew holding an umbrella, with a metal plate in one hand and three steaming cups of milk coffee on it, walking slowly towards them through the fine rain.

We stopped on the riverside sidewalk.

Seeing the two girls' bright eyes, Matthew smiled and said, "Come and sit down."

There was a bench next to him and a big tree behind him.

Most of the benches in the park are outdoors, but there are also many with large, lush trees that can provide shelter from light rain.

Skye and Jessica exchanged a glance and then immediately walked over.

Matthew reached out and handed over the iron tray. The two women took the steaming coffee without ceremony, and sat down after Matthew did.

Without Matthew making any move, the iron plate vanished from his hand in a wisp of light.

He took a small sip of his own cup of milk coffee, first tasting the rich, creamy flavor, smooth and silky, like it was coated with a layer of warm milk fat, without the bitterness or acidity of black coffee.

The coffee was obviously very good.

Even Matthew, who doesn't have a strong impression of coffee, thought it was pretty good. It seems he was lucky to find a decent coffee truck.

"It's delicious." Skye and Jessica praised it after finishing their drink.

How would you rate your performance in this practical exercise?

Matthew sat down next to the two girls, but instead of looking at them, he gazed at the scenery ahead.

He didn't rush to comment.

Jessica spoke first, clearly having briefly reviewed the situation in her mind after the fight.

"The passing grade is that, personally, I lack experience in close combat and effective means in ranged combat. I need to quickly learn and master all physical techniques except for Moonwalk, and also awaken dual-color Haki."

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"My teamwork with Skye wasn't good enough. I panicked a bit at the beginning of the battle, but it went pretty well later."

"Me too. I lack experience in actual combat, and my ability control precision is insufficient. I have an advantage in long-range attack methods and destructive power, but my coordination is insufficient, and I lack the combination of body and ability in close combat."

Skye blurted it out.

Matthew nodded in satisfaction. He didn't criticize them; instead, he praised the two women.

"This is the first time I've taken you out for a real-world exercise, and you've already done a very good job. In particular, you know how to review the situation and find your own shortcomings, which means you understand what respect is."

The reverence he spoke of was not reverence for battle or cowardice, but rather a manifestation of caution and seriousness.

I will not become arrogant just because I have the power to win this battle.

Of course, he believed that neither of the two women could be proud.

If they had even a shred of pride, not to mention Matthew, the warriors of the two major battle groups, led by Reicher and Natasha, would not have shown them any mercy just because they were young and girls.

Because the two women were injected with the third-generation serum, their initial growth rate was higher than that of the warriors who were injected with the first-generation serum.

However, potential is potential, and combat is combat. Before they grow up to be on par with Raiche and others, they are all rookies.

The methods experienced players use to beat newbies are incredibly ruthless.

Even if they grow stronger than the veterans in the future, if they become even slightly arrogant or complacent, these battle-hardened warriors will have ways to defeat them.

Seeing that the two women remained composed, Matthew refrained from mentioning the matter further.

Instead, he smiled and asked, "Now that you're back in New York, I'll give you a day off so you can have a good rest."

"Boss, what about training?" The two women were initially pleased, but then hesitated.

Matthew shook his head: "It's only one day. You won't have much time to relax after you return to base."

2

As I said before, both women are very young.

He will take into account the mental state of both girls, since neither Skye nor Jessica are heroes who will mature after experiencing setbacks.

Overly intense and rigorous training can also drain their emotions.

Therefore, Matthew's treatment of the two girls was completely different from his treatment of Rachel and the others.

Taking care of the emotions and mental state of subordinates is one of the virtues of a good leader.

Sure enough, upon hearing Matthew's words, Skye and Jessica immediately cheered, even excitedly throwing themselves at Matthew and giving him a hard kiss on the face.

However, after the kiss, the two women stiffened and immediately retreated, glancing down at Matthew with great trepidation.

Unexpectedly, Matthew covered his face, looking like he'd been violated by the two bad women, and his expression was quite comical.

This made the two women burst into laughter.

The clear laughter, like that of a lark, brought a touch of joy to this tranquil park.