Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

In November, the average nighttime temperature in New York is only three or four degrees Celsius. Under such conditions, the fact that Gwen could train until she was completely soaked shows how hard she worked.

"Huh...huh..."

Gwen braced herself on her knees, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

Her strength was almost completely depleted.

Even so, she gritted her teeth, slowly straightened up, and assumed a shaky fighting stance.

"Again...again!"

Her voice was trembling slightly, but her eyes remained firm.

Seeing her like this, Peter finally softened.

He sighed softly and voluntarily stepped out of the circle that symbolized the rules.

"That's enough for now, we have to go to school tomorrow."

"I can still continue..."

Before Gwen could finish speaking, she felt a blur before her eyes.

But Peter had already appeared in front of her.

After subduing Gwen with a classic "wall slam" move, Peter hesitated for a moment before deciding to kiss her.

Gwen, who had previously said that "things are moving too fast," only gave a couple of symbolic pushes before giving up the resistance...

Hmm, what was that saying again?

Even the toughest little mouth feels soft when it's being kissed...

After a long while, Peter separated from Gwen and whispered in her ear:

"Listen to me, let's stop here for today."

My sensitive ears were "attacked" once again, causing my glistening earlobes to blush slightly.

Feeling Peter's breath so close, Gwen's stubborn words caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter them.

"You did a great job today."

Peter continued to coax his little spider:

"I'm telling the truth. I've faced off against Captain America at S.H.I.E.L.D."

Believe me, now that you can use your spider-sense, you could absolutely utterly crush that old popsicle without his shield.

When Gwen heard Peter call the captain "old popsicle," she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

With that smile, he naturally couldn't keep up his stubbornness.

Gwen then leaned all her weight on Peter, and only then did she feel a wave of intense fatigue and pain wash over her.

Noticing her slightly furrowed brow, Peter quietly activated the power of the Horse Charm.

Where the hazy white light passed, the pain receded like the tide.

Gwen let out a comfortable hum, like a kitten that had just been petted.

"The injuries have healed, but the fatigue is still there..."

Peter initially appeared hesitant, but then suddenly changed the subject:

"However, I happen to be skilled in a massage technique bestowed upon me by an Eastern dragon. Since we are destined to meet, how about..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gwen shoved the guy who was ruining the opportunity away in an annoyed manner:

"You wish... I'm going to take a shower!"

As she spoke, she ran off in a flash, and only when she was about to return to her room did she wink playfully at Peter:

Goodnight, Mr. Arbitrator.

Chapter 83 Obadiah in Action

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past two weeks, Peter and Gwen have been having a secret rendezvous on Gwen's rooftop almost every night.

And the effects of this kind of "secret rendezvous" are extremely amazing.

Gwen was like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing the fighting techniques and practical experience that Peter fed her.

She was a genius whose learning ability was no less than Peter's.

Furthermore, through her daily battles with Peter, she gradually mastered the ability to control her spider-sense even when dealing with people close to her.

This accelerated her progress considerably.

Now, she can hold her own against Peter, who stands in the ring and fights with both hands, for dozens of rounds without being at a disadvantage.

Peter estimated that Gwen was now at roughly the same fighting level he had when he first obtained Makoto Kyogoku's karate manual.

If we were to compare their combat abilities in the original comics... she would probably be able to defeat Garfield and Tom Holland, only slightly inferior to the stat-obsessed bully Maguire.

In this situation, dealing with one or two supervillains working together is no problem for her!

Of course, Gwen wasn't the only one who made progress.

With the boost from the Jade Bed and the Kunlun Ring, Peter's efficiency in absorbing "qi" is gradually increasing.

As more and more gas is absorbed into the body.

Peter also began experimenting with the initial combination of ki and chakra.

After some testing, Peter concluded that "qi" is the higher form of natural energy.

Although obtaining "qi" is more difficult than obtaining natural energy, its advantages are also very obvious.

It can be stored and is very mild.

Unlike natural energy, the absorbed energy will not go out of control due to an imbalance in proportion during the synthesis of Sage Chakra, thus turning the user into a stone statue or a monster.

Even if chakra and ki are not fused in a one-to-one ratio.

Qi can also amplify chakra.

The most direct manifestation of this increase is:

After the air is injected into the Rasengan, it can be thrown out of your hand!

Moreover, the more energy it incorporates, the farther it can be thrown.

If Peter had enough ki, he might be able to manipulate the Rasengan like a flying sword.

The Rasengan can traverse towering mountains like a missile, delivering a precise strike to an enemy thousands of miles away!

Furthermore, Peter estimates that if he accumulates energy for another month or so, he will be able to try using Qi to replace natural energy and activate his own immortal mode.

At that time, his ultimate combat power will be able to rise to another level.

……

Just as Peter was training Gwen and improving his control over "qi",

The various characters from the original work were also busy.

Harry, under Peter's instructions, has now bought up most of the Stark stock that retail investors were dumping.

All that's left is for Tony's press conference; then he and Peter can become super-rich overnight.

At the same time that Harry acquired the last remaining stock of Stark Industries on the market.

Tony, who had already been ousted from the company's board of directors by the shareholders, also returned from Afghanistan.

In a private laboratory atop Stark Tower, Tony hummed an unknown tune as a robotic arm removed his suit.

He made a spectacular appearance in Afghanistan today, destroying a large amount of Stark Industries' munitions.

The reverence in the eyes of the Afghan people when they saw him deeply moved Tony, making him feel as if he had found a new direction in life.

"Jarvis, repair the damaged areas of the suit. Also, how's the gift I asked you to prepare for Ethan and that Arbiter guy coming along?"

Upon Tony's inquiry, the AI ​​butler Jarvis immediately activated two 3D projections.

Those are two design drawings for Iron Man suits.

The former features an overall color scheme of black, red, and green, colors that symbolize Dr. Ethan's homeland, Afghanistan.

After being rescued by Peter, Dr. Ethan did not choose to come to America with Tony to live a good life.

Instead, he chose to stay in Afghanistan to help local refugees rebuild their homes, trying to use his intelligence to alleviate the pain of his war-torn hometown.

In the past, Tony would never have understood such "stupid" behavior.

But now, he felt only awe and respect.

Therefore, he donated a large sum of money to Dr. Ethan and specially prepared this battle suit for him, hoping that the suit could help him and his hometown folks avoid the ravages of war!

The latter, on the other hand, is predominantly black and gold, and currently only has a simple design, without more detailed equipment and configuration parameters.

Clearly, this is the suit Tony prepared to repay Peter.

However, because he hadn't figured out how to surprise that overly young mage, the battle suit was still in the conceptual design stage.

"Let's get Ethan's suit made tonight! The situation over there isn't very peaceful, and I plan to send the suit over as soon as possible."

Tony gave the order while pouring himself a glass of whiskey.

"Sir, your heart rate is a little too fast. We suggest you reduce your alcohol intake," Jarvis's voice rang out at the opportune moment.

"Come on, Jarvis," Tony said, scoffing. "I'm excited, not drunk. You know I never do anything stupid that hurts myself."

Just then, a steady sound of footsteps came from behind Tony.

"Tony, aren't you going to pour your uncle a glass too?"

The newcomer was none other than Obadiah Stan, who wore a kind smile but had an icy gaze.

Noticing Obadiah's secret infiltration, Tony's expression changed. He subtly moved closer to the Mark III, but feigned arrogance and said:

"Unless you are willing to accept my proposal, there's no point in discussing it."

"You're still the same..."