Masked Rider from Marvel World

Volstagg jumped onto the ring first. Perhaps because of his weight, the noise he made was a little louder, and several people felt as if the ground was shaking.

"Come on up! Woz." Volstagg said provocatively, swinging his hammer.

Wozniacki was not as ostentatious as him. He walked up to the stage step by step. However, during the process he kept looking at the book in his hand and did not take Volstagg seriously at all.

"Isn't he being too arrogant?" Sif asked worriedly.

"Maybe! But that only proves that he is very confident, that's all."

"Where are your weapons? Are you planning to duel with me with your bare hands?" Volstag said dissatisfiedly. He thought that Wozniacki looked down on him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to fighting with weapons. Those cold swords are not suitable for me in my normal state." Woz said casually.

"I won't bully you. If you don't use weapons, I won't use them either."

"Huh? Whatever you say!" Wozniacki closed the book in his hand and looked at the fat man in surprise.

"Idiot!" Ling Ge said from below, holding his forehead.

"What did you say?" Sif asked.

"Nothing, just watch carefully." What else could Ling Ge say! This is arrogance! Even if you are confident in your own strength, shouldn't you be more cautious when dealing with unknown enemies?

In the ring, Volstagg launched the first attack. His fat body was extremely flexible while moving, like a bull. He rushed towards Wozniacki, and the distance between the two was instantly shortened.

"Ouch!"

A fist as big as a sandbag went straight to Wozniacki's face.

"It's over!" Volstagg said in his heart!

Woz took a step back, but this step was just enough to avoid the punch.

"Huh?" The first punch missed, but Volstagg didn't care. It was not impossible for him to dodge it if he was lucky.

Continuous punches hit Wozniacki, but Wozniacki never fought back. He just stepped back to dodge.

"Is all you can do is hide?" Volstagg cursed while panting. He felt that as long as he could hit once, the battle would be over. After all, the physique of the Earthlings determined his chance of winning from the beginning. He didn't believe that a mere retainer could be as perverted as Ling Ge.

But Wozniacki was as slippery as a loach. After attacking for a long time, he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"Of course not.

It’s just that I don’t have many means of attack, so I won’t use them if I can. Otherwise, I might hurt you, and then I won’t be able to follow the instructions of the head of the family.

Besides, my physique is not as strong as your Asgardians. If I don't hide, do I have to go up and fight? I'm not that stupid." Woz said with a smile.

"Then how long will we have to fight?" Volstagg asked frustratedly.

"Of course, I'll wait until you're tired of fighting, or you can voluntarily admit defeat."

"I am he!

I don't care, you can't humiliate the Asgardian warriors like this, if you are a man, fight me with real swords and guns. "

"Oh, okay! Please start your show."

"We agreed that you can't just dodge this time!"

"Of course!" Wozniacki laughed.

"Close your eyes and don't look." Ling Ge said to Sif beside him under the ring.

"why?"

“It’s true that Woz is my retainer, but he basically won’t listen to anyone else’s orders except me.

Besides, he is also a person with a bad temper!

Volstagg's request is probably exactly what he wants."

Sif glanced at Ling Ge, then shifted her gaze to the ring again. She believed what Ling Ge said, but it was not known whether it was as serious as he said. After all, Volstagg was also very powerful.

Volstagg rushed towards Wozniacki again, this time with full confidence.

After throwing a punch, Wozniacki did not retreat this time, but jumped up. Volstagg did not hold back his strength, and his body continued to rush forward due to inertia.

"Too slow." Wozniacki kicked Volstagg in the back in mid-air, kicked him off the ring, and then landed gracefully.

"boom!"

A loud bang was heard, and the two people watching the fight felt terrified.

"Is this the end?" Sif said in surprise. She always felt that Volstagg was particularly eager to lose, and he was "tricked" off the stage without even being able to display his true strength.

"I won, but your skills are indeed not weak."

Volstagg climbed up and said angrily, "No, I don't accept it."

"I don't expect you to submit! I only care about the result. I don't need to care about my opponent's feelings.

Ms. Sif, could you please take him away from me? Although it is a good thing to refuse to admit defeat, it should be done in a certain situation!"

“Sif, don’t stop me, I have never felt so wronged.

If I was defeated fairly, I would have no complaints, but I really cannot accept this kind of trickery and cheating." Volstagg got up and said angrily.

"Well, actually if it were me, I wouldn't accept it either," said Sif.

"Master, please say something fair!"

"Forget it, just give him a quick death! It will save him from worrying."

Wozniacki received Ling Ge's hint, his eyes stern, and he said with a smile: "I understand, Patriarch."

"Ling Ge, you mean that you agree to let him and I have a good fight."

"If it doesn't work in a while, just admit defeat!" Ling Ge said earnestly.

“Give up, this is impossible!

If it's a fist-to-flesh fight, he is definitely not my opponent, don't worry, I will show mercy." Volstagg said confidently.

"I think you'd better bring your weapon. If we really come to blows, I can't guarantee that I won't hurt you." Wozniacki said.

214. Is this considered bullying?

"Huh?" Volstagg was still a little surprised when he heard it. He didn't know why Woz said that, but he understood it the next moment.

Wozniacki put away the 'Demon Advent Calendar', took out the green Transcendence Driver with his other hand, and quickly put it against his waist.

After the belt was fixed, he took out a watch and placed it on the drive with a click of his finger.

【Woz! 】

"Transform!"

【Action! Touei! Future-Time! Sugoi! Jidai! Mieai! KamenRider-Woz!Woz!

(Action! Projection! Future moment! Awesome! Era! Future! Kamen Rider Woz! Woz!)]

As the sound effects sounded, a huge green box emerged behind Wozniacki, giving people a full sense of technology. Dense green light continued to gather and entangled on it, eventually completely covering Wozniacki's body, turning it into a set of armor mainly in white and green, and blue text also fell on the eyes of the armor.

"Celebrate! The prophet who interprets the past and the future and records the correct history..."

"Enough! Woz, stop saying these things." Ling Ge shouted awkwardly, stopping Woz from continuing to celebrate. He always felt that this line was a bit childish. Didn't he see that Sif looked at him in a strange way?

"Hey! Since it's the order from the patriarch, let's interrupt the celebration." Wozniacki said aggrievedly. Although he was unhappy, he dared not disobey the order of His Majesty the Demon King.

"That's right, I'm Kamen Rider Woz!" Woz said to Volstag, who had his mouth wide open and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Does your retainer also have armor like yours?" Sif asked in surprise.

"Isn't this obvious? That's why he is so confident that the two of you combined are no match for him.

With this armor, Woz can beat Malekith. Of course, this is Malekith without the Aether particles.

If there are ether particles, then this form may not necessarily be a match."

"Yeah!" Sif nodded woodenly. If it was after Wozniacki knocked Volstag out of the ring just now, she still had the intention of avenging her friend, but now, she no longer had the heart to challenge him. Instead, she observed a second of silence for Volstag.

Are you kidding me? With my fighting power, am I going to go and get bullied? She doesn't have that kind of fetish.

Volstagg's mood was similar to Sif's. He cursed Wozniacki and his patriarch Ling Ge in his heart. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had such a powerful trump card? I challenged you because I was bored!"

Volstagg looked at the master and servant with an extremely strange look, which was too unkind.

We clearly agreed to fight with real fists, aren't you bullying me by wearing such armor?

Volstag now deeply doubts that his full-strength attack may not be able to break Woz's defense, but the opponent is different. In other words, he is now completely acting as a human sandbag.

"Now that I have introduced myself, let's have a hearty battle as you wish!"

Wozniacki held the 'Devil's Advent Calendar' in his left hand and slowly walked towards Volstagg.

But in this process the speed is constantly increasing, and when you get close you can almost only see the afterimage.

"boom!"

Wozniacki punched him in the abdomen. Volstag seemed to have no reaction and flew backwards, even spitting out saliva.

Although Volstagg's expression was grim with pain in mid-air, he was also relieved in his heart. It was impossible for the warriors of Asgard to do such a tasteless thing as surrender, but being defeated was another matter.

As long as I fly out of the ring, I lose, and Wozniacki can't chase me relentlessly.

After a while, Volstagg didn't feel the pain of landing, and thought to himself: "Huh? What's going on? Shouldn't I be flying out? Why am I not moving?"

"Don't worry, it's not over yet!

I said, as you wish, I am very honest, especially in front of the Demon King, no, the master of the family, you can't let me break my promise!" Wozniacki's right hand tightly grasped Volstag's ankle, pulled hard, pulled his body back, and threw him heavily in the center of the ring.

boom!

Wozniacki kicked a hammer, Volstagg's weapon, to his side.

"You're welcome!" Wozniacki said.

Volstagg climbed up, looked at his beloved hammer beside him, and stood up straight.

He was not a fool. He knew that Wozniak would not give up until he beat him up, so he simply picked up the hammer. Since the other party had made it clear, there were only two options before him: one was to surrender, and the other was to fight to the death.

But in fact he only had one choice, to fight to the death and then be severely beaten. Surrender was not an option. No warrior of Asgard had ever said the word "surrender", at least not himself.

"Ah!" Volstagg roared, swung his hammer, and rushed towards Woz.

A hammer came down and Wozniacki dodged it easily, but the ground where he was standing was left with a hammer mark.

"Good strength! But that's all." Woz said on the side.

"Be serious!" Volstag was furious when he saw Wozniacki's careless look, especially the book in one hand. There should be a limit to looking down on others!

"you sure?"

"Of course." Volstagg said affirmatively, then swept his hammer towards Wozniacki's legs, but missed. However, when he opened his eyes again, he saw Wozniacki standing on his hammer. Caught off guard, the sudden gravity made him let go of the weapon in his hand.

"Well, as I said before, as you wish." Wozniacki said, and immediately began to counterattack, punching Volstagg in the chin. Just as a perfect parabola was about to be born, it was stopped by a blue hand, preventing him from falling.

A kick hit Volstag in the abdomen, and his body appeared in the air again. This situation happened several times in a row. Volstag was passed around like a football, but he only had one exclusive player, Woz.

"Isn't this a bit of bullying?" Sif asked worriedly as she looked at the miserable appearance of her little friend.

"Alas! This is Volstagg's own fault. This shouldn't have happened in the first place. If he hadn't been so aggressive, Woz wouldn't have done anything unnecessary.

Moreover, Woz had given him several chances, but he refused to surrender and insisted on a hand-to-hand fight. My retainer Woz agreed to his condition only when he had no other choice.

Just like what Wozniacki said: As you wish.

But don't worry, Volstagg will only suffer a little physical pain, and he should be fine after lying in bed for a few days. I can assure you of this. It's a good opportunity for him to lose some weight during this time."

Sif looked at Ling Ge in surprise, and unconsciously put some distance between herself and him. It was confirmed that Woz and Ling Ge were definitely in a master-servant relationship, and they were simply birds of a feather.

At this moment in the ring, Volstag had lost all consciousness and was just passively being kicked like a ball, with the height getting higher and higher, and it seemed that Wozniacki had no intention of stopping.

Sif: Even after all this, you still say you are not bullying me.

"Ling Ge, do you think it's time to ask your retainers to stop? Even though Volstagg has an amazing physique, he might be injured by such an attack."

Ling Ge felt a little nervous when Sif stared at him, and said quickly: "Actually, I think so too."

"Why don't you tell him to stop now!" Sif almost shouted.

"Woz, that's enough. Don't get hurt." Ling Ge said to Woz who was kicking the "ball" on the ring.

"Yes, sir, master of the family." After hearing Ling Ge's order, he did not try to catch Volstagg when he fell this time, but just let him fall freely.

"Bang!" A huge vibration sound reached everyone's ears, and Volstagg smashed a big letter-shaped mark on the ring.