Marvel Super Armor

"...Why are you so naughty?"

Marcus' mouth twitched, and he had a new understanding of the commander-in-chief's nephew.

He raised his hand and scratched the scary claw marks on his face that were left by unknown creatures. The area was itchy due to sweat.

However, should we say that the tiger father has no dog son...

The elderly instructor looked at the young man in front of him, and vaguely saw in him the demeanor of Commander James back then.

"You keep going, I'm okay."

Ethan wiped the sweat from his eyelids with the back of his hand.

"You can do it but I can't. I'm so old and my arms and legs are old, so I can't compare to you, a young man."

Marcus, who had been relegated to the second line for many years, waved his hand and smiled and scolded the young soldiers watching the excitement: "Stop standing there with your big teeth and being silly, come over here and take my place!"

"To be honest, these words coming out of your mouth are not convincing at all."

Ethan turned his head and glanced at the five times gravity on the monitor, then looked back at Marcus' thick chest muscles that almost burst his sports vest, and raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

The young soldier who had been eager to try for a long time ran over and excitedly took an offensive stance against Ethan.

Ethan shrugged, it didn't matter to him, everyone was here to practice anyway, and it was just a chance to adjust his breathing.

"Huyou~~~~~"

Taking advantage of the substitution, Steel, which had been lying on the ground for a long time, flew over with difficulty against gravity, and reminded with some worry:

"(⊙﹏⊙) Is that almost done? Even if your body can recover, the gradual accumulation of mental fatigue will cause problems."

"not enough."

Ethan felt the physical strength restored by the rapid conversion of super energy. After confirming that being away from Steel and performing overload exercise could really speed up the production efficiency of super energy, Ethan smiled and said to Steel:

"What I need is unparalleled strength that is enough to fight those powerful enemies alone and win."

"(.﹏.*)I understand your desire to become stronger, but——"

Steel met Ethan's speechless eyes, silently swallowed the rest of his words, and asked helplessly: "Then why are you letting go? Since you want to train, you should use your full strength, otherwise where will the effect be?"

"This can't be considered a gimmick. I'm here to learn combat skills. There's no point in using super energy."

Ethan waved his fist and recalled the routine he used during sparring: "Besides, if I use my full strength, how many people in this room can I beat?"

"(ーー゛)Okay, anyway, you should pay attention to yourself, and stop if you feel that you are about to lose control...forget it, anyway, I will be watching from the side, so there shouldn't be any problems."

The steel flew away from the field swaying, but it did not leave too far to avoid being unable to get back in time if Ethan lost control.

It would be great fun if an oversight caused this guy to explode.

"... Let me remind you, I am not as powerful as the instructor, and I may not be able to achieve the training effect you want."

The young soldier who had been waiting for him to finish said with a smile, and then punched out without warning, hitting Ethan's face directly.

"Oh!"

The next second, the 1.9-meter-three-meter big man flew backwards with the sound of impact, hit the metal wall heavily, slid to the ground without making any sound, and simply passed out.

"Ah this..."

It was only now that Ethan realized what he was doing and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "He attacked me sneakily and I didn't bother to hold back. I'm sorry."

"..."

Marcus was speechless for a moment, and quickly asked someone to send the frothing fool to the infirmary, waving for another one to come.

"I'm going to have some late-night snacks!"

"I'll go eat with him!"

"I'm going to feed them!"

"How can you feed this alone? I'll help you!"

The surrounding soldiers gave lame excuses and fled without looking back, leaving Marcus alone.

"These bastards..."

The old instructor's mouth twitched, and he looked at Ethan with a rather painful look: "Okay, it's good now, you have to practice with the air."

"It's okay. I've practiced my fighting skills enough. I'm just doing some physical coordination training."

Ethan stretched his limbs as much as possible, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm down the restless super energy.

Without the auxiliary control of steel, a little excitement may cause super energy to leak. You must stay calm at all times. This is also a kind of exercise.

"I just wanted to ask you, why do you deliberately suppress your own abilities for combat training?" Marcus asked a question that he had been wondering about for a long time: "Don't all battles between superheroes focus on one person defeating all methods with one force? '? Whoever has the bigger fist wins."

"What you said does make sense. I used to think so too." Ethan showed a depressed expression: "But in fact, the people I met were either stronger than me, or at the same level, with superb fighting and control skills. Enemy skills are urgently needed for me now.”

"I see." Marcus suddenly realized, then frowned: "But according to what you said, instead of learning the standard fighting techniques we usually use, you might as well learn some more aggressive, wide-open fighting techniques. The technique is right. For example..."

He held his chin and thought for a while, then clapped his hands and said, "Yes, have you heard of Capoeira...is it the Brazilian war dance?"

"It sounds like it's used for dancing." Ethan shrugged: "Are you sure this thing can be used in superhuman battles?"

"You'll know if you try it."

Marcus jumped on the spot twice to warm up, put on a somewhat weird posture, and hooked his finger at Ethan to signal him to attack, but he immediately regretted it and quickly reminded:

"Take it easy, but you have to suppress the super energy. I don't want to lie down in the medical department and have to be punished by my family every time I talk to the pretty little nurse inside."

His wife is the beautiful head chef who manages the canteen. She has a very aggressive personality. Even Feiji, the commander-in-chief, dares to quarrel with her when her temper gets hot. She also controls the catering power in the base, so everyone is very fond of it. Afraid of her.

As the pillowcase, Marcus was the first to bear the brunt. He was miserable every night, and the thermos cup was always full of mysterious Chinese medicine from the East...

"Don't worry, it's very stable."

He didn't need to remind him, Ethan was already ready and also in a posture.

"╰(*°▽°*)╯Ready-" Steel, acting as the referee, waved his hand: "Start!"

"drink!"

Marcus yelled unethically, trying to scare Ethan and interfere with his actions, and at the same time threw a preemptive punch.

Even though Ethan was well prepared, he was still frightened by his voice. He almost released his super energy and blew him away, but he managed to suppress it.

But in this moment of delay, Marcus' fist had already rushed in front of him. It was definitely too late to raise his hand to block, so he could only avoid it with his face turned sideways.

Immediately afterwards, Ethan bent his legs and squatted down quickly. In almost an instant, he suddenly raised it again and rushed towards Marcus's chest like a missile flying out of the barrel. He actually planned to dodge it. The action launches a counterattack.

This change of move happened in a split second, it was extremely fast, and coupled with his physical strength far beyond that of ordinary people, even Marcus, who was extremely experienced in fighting, would not be able to react - if he hadn't been prepared in advance.

Long before he made the move, the wily Marcus had already calculated Ethan's evasion plan and predicted his four counterattack routes, waiting to take advantage of him.

Seeing that Ethan's offensive line was exactly as he predicted, Marcus seemed to have a confident smile on his lips that he had everything under control, and he raised his knee mercilessly to hit Ethan's face.

"!"

As soon as Ethan bent down, he noticed that Marcus' attack was coming with strong wind. He was startled and quickly moved aside.

Although this caused him to lose his balance, he was able to avoid the knee that hit him and was not knocked down by one.

It was a pity for Marcus to see that this move failed. He had not expected to end the battle so easily, so he immediately changed his attack route and kicked Ethan's head with his raised foot.

Ethan is no longer a newbie now. Although his combat experience is still far behind that of Marcus, he is not able to dodge moves of this level. A donkey rolled on the spot, and he avoided it with some embarrassment. Kick, and at the same time raise his leg to kick Marcus in the face, intending to retaliate in kind.

"Boom!"

The next second, with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, he fell to the ground with a proud expression on his face as he had successfully avoided the attack.

"?"

Ethan looked up at Marcus blankly, and before he could realize why he was suddenly lying on the ground.

"……what's the situation?"