When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

"Is this what you said, worthy opponents?"

Olaf, who was led here by Tony, looked at the people who were waiting for him, with undisguised disappointment on his face. .

"Except for that woman," Olaf pointed at Wei with his battle ax, "no one else would even have the honor of being killed by me!"

Saying words that sounded very arrogant to outsiders, Olaf's eyes paused on Bruce Banner, and his brows frowned slightly.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt an indescribable excitement from the opponent's body, as if he had met an opponent who could threaten his life and death. This gave him the urge to swing his ax and chop off the opponent's head. .

However, he quickly relied on his strong willpower to suppress this bloodthirsty instinct, because he carefully looked at the other person and found that the guy who caused him throbbing was really weak.

The muscles are soft, the bones are brittle, and the consciousness is weak. They are no different from the ordinary people you meet on the street.

How could such a person be recognized by his intuition as an opponent worthy of a fight, or even a life-and-death fight?

"Come together or one by one?"

Olaf, who suppressed his doubts, looked around and made a provocative gesture towards Bruce Banner.

Unlike Darius, Olaf is bloodthirsty but does not kill.

As the strongest man of the race and the inheritor of glory, Olaf will never allow himself to do anything that insults the honor of a warrior, so his ax blade never swings at the weak and vulnerable, not because of kindness and kindness, but because they are not worthy.

These two battle axes that had drank dragon blood and killed divine descendants were not worthy to be stained with their blood. This was not the ramblings of an unruly or arrogant madman, it was just stating a fact.

Therefore, Olaf did not take any extreme actions against ordinary civilians in Queens, New York, except for angrily verbal abuses.

In contrast to the fact that he is still spreading his artistic feelings everywhere, Olaf, who seems to be soaked in blood from the inside out, looks as friendly as a cannibal chieftain who was bribed by Coca-Cola.

However, this kind of friendship is only superficial. If someone steps forward to "challenge" Olaf, this "berserker" will swing his ax and kill him without hesitation, even if the opponent is as weak as a quail that has just emerged from the shell.

In Olaf's eyes, any being who challenges the powerful with weakness can be called a true warrior because they have courage.

For any warrior he identifies with, he will give him the highest respect - death in battle. After all, using the blood of warriors to smear his ax blade is not something that tarnishes his own glory, but is fulfilling his duty. Opponent's obligations.

Therefore, although his intuition told him that the weak man was a powerful opponent that could threaten his life, he was the target of the fierce battle that he had been pursuing.

However, due to his frail body and low strength, Olaf, who was unable to judge whether his intuition was accurate or not, calmly chose to stop and wait in order to prevent his "glory" from being tarnished.

Just use provocation to inspire the opponent's "courage" (attack yourself) so that you can throw the tomahawk at the opponent's forehead without any scruples.

"I often hear this from those bitches standing on the street," Wei twisted her neck. Before others could react, she slightly bent her knees, jumped up, and yelled: "Come on, you idiot." , let Mother Wei see if the thing under your belt is half as long as your beard!"

"drink--"

Wei, who was flying in the air, raised his arm backwards, and all the "qi" surging in his body was compressed into the arm armor, making the red light exposed become more intense, as if a small sun had risen.

"Strong punch" is the most unskillful move in Wei's boxing technique.

Relying on the indomitable momentum and the high fighting spirit, when both of them reach their peak, its power - the gods and ghosts are overturned!

However, although this move is powerful, the effect may not be very good, because if the enemy has enough fighting awareness, he can completely avoid this extremely powerful punch, and even seize the opportunity to counterattack.

After all, Wei is not Li Qing. He does not have the kind of fists that can block space, imprison the enemy, and force him to resist attacks with his movements. He has only peeked at the threshold, and is still far from reaching the relevant state.

However, what surprised Vi, who was ready to use "Flash" to chase the dodgers at any time, was that Olaf did not choose to dodge. Instead, when the fist armor was about to come, he raised the two axes high and staggered with a bloodthirsty smile. , like a martyr welcoming the "purifying flame".

"Beards never grow in vain!"

Wei, who swooped down and punched hard, laughed and praised. His right fist, which had reached its peak of energy accumulation, struck hard at the intersection of the two axes.

There are many famous martial artists in Valoran, and each of them has his or her own style.

If Li Sin were put in Wei's position, he would never confront Olaf head-on. Instead, he would first change his fist into a palm and pass through the gap between the two staggered axes used for protection, and then turn his palm into a fist to hit the opponent's heart. The energy accumulated in the punch is instantly detonated in his body with the technique of Cun Jin, achieving maximum damage.

However, Wei would not do this. Firstly, her skills were not up to Li Qing's level of effortlessness, and secondly, her personality also meant that her punches lacked agility and delicacy, only being fierce and domineering.

When he was learning from Li Qing and using his consciousness energy, the boxing masters often pointed out this gem in his eyes.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried and corrected her, Miss Wei disdained the exquisite boxing skills of achieving maximum damage with minimum effort.

"The girls are chirping!"

This is Wei's evaluation of the boxing skills taught by Li Qing. Even though she was defeated by him countless times during the two people's exercises, she still had no idea of ​​absorbing relevant experience to improve her own boxing style.

Those who can become "everyone" have a paranoid side to some extent.

Wei is very paranoid about her own boxing style. She knows that Li Qing's teachings are correct, but she has never listened to them because she has always been pursuing the smooth and refreshing feeling of the past.

The moment she punches, she forgets about victory, defeat, and even life and death. The only thing that matters to her is the catharsis and joy she gets when she hits her opponent hard. The fight is smooth and enjoyable!

"Violence is meaningless if it is not about killing."

This was Li Qing's last advice before Wei left. He loved talent and never gave up the idea of ​​polishing this piece of raw jade.

"If it's not for pleasure, then why do women look for men?"

With a disdainful reply, Miss Wei left the temple built by Li Qingqian with a carefree attitude. Her rude words choked the kind-hearted martial artist and crushed several rosary beads when he went back to meditate.

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