Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

Stark looked at Rody suspiciously when he heard that, and saw that he was smiling naturally.

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden? But you can give me some advice."

Hey, I've been waiting for this sentence.

Cultural differences prevented Stark from understanding the threat posed by Rhodey, but it didn’t matter, he would know after today.

Rody laughed grimly a few times, and Gwen, who knew Rody's identity, was eager to watch the fun and raised her hand: "Can I go and see it together?"

"Of course, but I'll also have to check if your strength has improved later."

Rody waved his hand generously.

...

training room

Stark undoubtedly regretted it.

Only ten minutes had passed, and he was being beaten like a sandbag by Roddy, and he couldn't find the strength to fight back.

It's like two people with completely unequal strength, one is a skinny guy who has never received any fighting training, and the other is the boxing king Mike Tyson.

In order to make Stark remember it more deeply, Roddy held back a lot of his strength and only hit him hard enough to hurt him without causing any injuries.

The most I could do was lie in bed for a few days because of muscle damage and pain.

It may be a little troublesome for ordinary people, but for Roddy, both exerting force and retracting force are compulsory courses.

No one would feel good if they were beaten like a punching bag for more than ten minutes.

When the halftime break came, Tony Stark collapsed on the wooden floor like a puddle of mud, waving his hands continuously.

"I want to take back what I said... You are a pervert, ahem... I won't spar with you anymore, you are deliberately seeking revenge against me."

"Tsk, how can you say that?"

Hearing this, Rody, who was just getting excited about fighting, said with a little dissatisfaction: "I am teaching you how to exert force and how to hit your enemy hard."

But no matter what Roddy said, Stark was unwilling to get up again because there was no one else around.

Finally, Roddy had no choice but to look at Gwen, who was laughing at the side, and hooked his finger at her: "It's your turn next."

Who made this little girl like to watch the fun?

Even though Tony Stark has been blessed with RR potion and Extremis virus potion recently, his physical fitness can barely reach that of a high-level warrior. He is really weak to the extreme.

But Gwen is different. Spider-Man is not, or is not just an agile superhero, but more of a strength type!

It takes both into consideration!

Roddy guessed that Gwen's current maximum strength should be over 100 tons, coupled with her extremely flexible speed.

It seemed there was no way to escape.

Gwen gritted her teeth and nodded, but she wisely made a request: "Don't hit me in the face!"

"no problem.."

Seeing Gwen come in, Rhodey snapped his fingers and moved Tony, who was lying dead next to him, aside. He nodded and agreed to Gwen's request. If it were Peter, it would not be so easy.

No slap in the face? It doesn't exist.

Gwen ripped off her bartender outfit, revealing the Spider-Woman costume she had been wearing, and then quickly said, "Then you are not allowed to hit my sensitive parts, including my breasts and buttocks."

"On the battlefield, no one will go out of their way to show mercy to you, and no one will avoid attacking your sensitive parts just because you are a girl."

This time, Roddy didn't continue talking nonsense with Gwen. He just rushed forward and punched Gwen with the strength of an ordinary god of war.

Although it looks simple, the power contained in it and the incredibly fast speed make this seemingly slow punch actually full of explosive power.

It can be said that if she encounters this, Gwen will be knocked out directly.

"Hey! You haven't even said start yet, that's not fair."

However, Gwen's spider reaction was also excellent. She quickly did a backflip and avoided Roddy's first tentative attack.

"You have no say in this. I advise you to focus on the battle, otherwise Stark will be your role model!"

Chapter 162: Your nerve reaction speed is too slow? Just use Gatling gun.

In a spacious and bright room.

The two figures kept crossing each other, and the speed was so fast that afterimages almost appeared. Even Tony Stark on the side could not keep up with the speed of the two.

"Oh.. damn, that makes me dizzy."

After several attempts, Stark could not help but cover his forehead and stopped trying to keep up with the speed of these two non-humans with his ordinary eyes. Instead, he turned to seek help from technology.

"Jarvis!"

"I'm here sir, what can I do for you?"

"Record the entire process. Record the entire room from all angles. Do you understand?"

"Of course sir, I have already started the video recording when you entered the room, and I have already created a three-dimensional image of the room for you to view at any time."

After hearing what Jarvis said, Stark stepped back with satisfaction. It turned out that there were people who cared about him.

"Nice job buddy."

After casually praising Jarvis, Stark chose to push the door and leave this sad place.

God, he felt so numb now that he couldn't even feel the pain.

How can he fly to California to give a speech tomorrow?

"Damn it! How could God create such monsters? I really want to study their bodies carefully."

Of course, Stark was just saying it casually. In his mind, Rody's childish face must be another disguise of this old monster, the devil from hell.

If he believed it, the devil might laugh at him again one day and tell him that he had actually lived for thousands of years, you stupid guy.

Could the great Mr. Tony Stark be a stupid guy?

So, Tony Stark chose not to believe Rhodey's true face.

...

Tony Stark's departure, cursing, did not stop the two men from fighting.

in contrast.

Gwen already had the appearance of a true warrior. She kept trying to turn the tables in the face of adversity, and even almost got hit by the corner of Roddy's clothes several times.

This also made Rody dissatisfied with his recent neglect of cultivation.

So he planned to double the punishment on Gwen.

Who told you to have such rapid progress in your abilities? Doesn’t the boss need face?

At the same time, he was secretly surprised. It was worthy of being Spider-Man's bloodline. The Spider Totem was also a bug of Marvel, and Pigman was the darling of the Marvel world's will.

Because compared to Rody, he has absorbed a lot of fighting experience from Devouring Rody and Dragon Rody, and he also has his own reaction ability that was developed from constant fighting with Kingpin, the strongest martial arts master in the human race.

Gwen is just an ordinary college student, a prospective college student!

...

"Huh! No, I won't fight you."

Just when Roddy was thinking about going back, wondering whether he needed to go to the Black Palace training room a few more times to improve himself.

Gwen was the first to stop. Her fair forehead was covered with sweat. She was angrily holding her hands on her waist, breathing heavily and glaring at Rody, who was floating in the air with his arms folded, as if nothing had happened.

"You cheated! You didn't fight me at all, but kept..."

Gwen's pretty face turned slightly red when she said this, and she rubbed her numb buttocks. Compared with before, her buttocks now looked rounder and more seductive.

"What?"

Rody chuckled and fell from the air: "I just touched your butt with my feet a few times, and you can't stand it, are you going to let me use my hands?"

"Pooh!"

Gwen became even angrier when she heard this, and turned her blushing cheeks to the side: "I want you to have a real fight with me."

"But hasn't your reaction speed been aroused by me?"

Roddy walked to the freezer next to him and took out two bottles of mineral water that looked ordinary but were definitely expensive and threw them to Gwen.

At the same time, he continued: "I don't fight head-on because your nerve reaction speed has not reached the same standard as your strength. Stacy, you like to rely too much on your spider sense, but your spider sense has become my accomplice to some extent."

"Because even with your spider sense, your reaction speed is less than one percent of mine. This makes it look like I'm constantly toying with you, but you have to know that there is no chance of a fight on the battlefield. One strike is enough to determine victory or defeat, life or death."

"If you were any slower in your reaction, your head would be in my hand now."

Rough words are not rough.

What Roddy said was true. With Gwen's reaction speed, any junior war god could cut off her head or crush her spine in the Devouring World.

The warriors there are the ones who have fought life-and-death battles with monsters with real swords and guns.

"but..."

Gwen was still a little unconvinced at first, but then she thought again and felt that what Roddy said seemed to be the truth.

Every time her spider sense told her that Roddy had attacked her on her left side, the next second Roddy's big foot kicked her on the right butt.

There are many such behaviors.

Rody seemed to be able to teleport and always appeared behind her without anyone noticing. Gwen had to put in 120% effort just to barely see Rody's movements.

"The level of power I use is on the same level as yours."

Roddy's last words quickly subsided Gwen's anger, turning her into silence and contemplation.

I simply sat down on the ground and began to think about what Roddy said.

After a while.

"Then...how can I train my reflexes?"

Gwen looked a little confused. She only knew how to train her strength and learn the body movements and weapons that Roddy taught her, but her reaction speed all depended on spider sense.

"This is simple."