The God of Ninja in American Comics

"Fight with me, I want to see how strong the so-called ninja is!"

When Rogge felt the cold metallic texture from Mark 3 with his right hand, Tony suddenly spoke.

"No, I refuse!"

Rogge directly rejected Tony without looking back and continued to focus on Mark Three.

It has to be said that even with the extraordinary power of ninjutsu, the pinnacle product of mechanical technology like the Mark III can still make Rogge want to have it.

"Why?" Tony came directly to Rogge and asked.

"There's no benefit in fighting with you, and it's a waste of energy, so I refuse!"

After observing Mark 3 closely and in detail, Rogge gave his answer.

"Your new toy is indeed quite nice. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll go back!"

After satisfying his curiosity, Rogge had no intention of staying here.

Seeing that Rogge was about to leave, a thought quickly flashed through Tony's mind, and then he said extremely seriously: "You are a ninja who can accept commissions. I have a commission now, I don't know if you dare to accept it! "

Although it was clear that Tony was using the provocation method, after hearing Tony's words, Rogge still stopped the Flying Thunder God that he was about to use.

"The content of the commission is very simple, that is, you have a fight with me wearing a battle suit. No matter you win or lose, I will give you a generous enough reward!"

"How about it, do you want to take it? Or are you afraid of my Mark III, so you don't dare to fight with me!"

Tony said in a deliberately mocking tone, with an extremely confident look on his face.

Seeing Tony's appearance at this time, Rogge shook his head helplessly, and then gave his answer.

"I have no interest in money!"

"But since you are so confident, I can give you a chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Roger's figure disappeared in front of Tony.

Although this was not the first time he watched Rogge disappear in an instant, Tony still felt a little afraid of this elusive ability.

A few seconds later, Roger's figure reappeared in front of Tony, and he held a scroll in his hand.

The scroll in his hand is the commission scroll necessary to accept the commission.

"I have a strong sense of ritual, so if you want to make a commission, you must first write down the content of the commission and the reward, and then I will give you the final answer!"

"If you lose, I want a Mark III with its own Ark reactor!"

After speaking, Roger pointed to the Ark reactor on Tony's chest.

"no problem!"

Tony happily wrote down the content of the commission and the reward on the commission scroll, and then threw the commission scroll back to Rogge.

When Tony signed his name on the scroll, there was an extra line of information on the commission page in the system.

"Commission content: Fight once with Tony Stark wearing Mark III; Commission status: Uncompleted; Commission reward: 5 Ninja Coins!"

After seeing Tony's commission passed the judgment, Rogge also had a look of satisfaction on his face.

Finally, some Ninja coins are coming into my account again!

Although there were only 5 ninja coins, the mosquito legs were still meat no matter how small they were, so Rogge didn't mind at all.

The difficulty of the commission is very low, it does not require much time and energy, and you can also get a set of Mark III as a trophy.

This is a very good commission, and it can even rank in the top three of all the commissions that Rogge has ever executed.

"I've accepted your request! When and where do you want to start this battle?"

"Right now, the battle venue is right here..."

Tony originally wanted to play here, but after taking a look at his garage, he decisively gave up the idea.

"You decide the venue for the battle!"

"In that case, let's fight outside!"

Rogge pointed out the window casually and quickly decided on the location of the battle.

"Outside? There is the sea outside. Do you want to fight me in the sea?" Tony asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"No, I'm not fighting you in the sea, I'm fighting you right outside! You can fly in the air or submerge in the sea, you are free!"

Glancing at the sea outside, Tony didn't understand how Rogge wanted to fight in a place like that, but he still agreed.

Tony quickly finished dressing the Mark III, then flew out of the garage and flew directly over the sea a few kilometers away.

Just when Tony was about to look back and see how Rogge got to this place, Rogge's figure appeared in front of him out of thin air, and then fell rapidly under the influence of gravity.

Although Tony, wearing Mark III, did not fly very high, he was still dozens of meters away from the sea level.

Seeing Rogge's rapidly falling figure, Tony wanted to fly over and save Rogge, but he finally gave up the idea.

He wanted to see how this ninja, who had mastered the mysterious ninjutsu, would resolve the situation in front of him.

Thirty meters...twenty meters...ten meters...five meters...

When Rogge was about to fall into the sea, he seemed to have landed on the ground and stood firmly on the sea.

If ripples hadn't appeared on the sea beneath his feet, Tony would have even doubted whether it was still a sea.

How did he do that?

This scene in front of me is not scientific at all, very unscientific!

I don't know why, but looking at Roger standing on the sea, Tony remembered some mythical stories.

However, he quickly put these strange thoughts behind his mind and prepared to show Rogge the power of technology.

Without any hesitation or any testing, Tony flew directly towards Rogge and started his attack.

"Obviously I can rely on my flying advantage to attack from a distance, but I chose the simplest and crudest melee combat. It seems I have been underestimated!"

For Tony, who was flying at full speed, he could fly over the distance of tens of meters in just an instant.

After arriving in front of Rogge like lightning, Tony swung out his right fist fiercely and punched Rogge on the chest.

Bang!

Tony's right fist hit Rogge without any suspense, but Rogge turned into a ball of smoke and quickly dissipated in the air.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a heartbreaking pain came from his left shoulder.

pain!pain!pain!

Tony felt as if he had been hit directly in the left shoulder by a rifle, and there was unbearable pain throughout his left arm and shoulder.

I got shot?

As soon as this idea emerged, Tony rejected it.

Wearing Mark III, even if he was really hit by a rifle, he would never feel pain from such a distance.

Tony turned his head and glanced at his left shoulder, and then froze, maintaining his flying posture as if he had lost his soul.