Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

Phoo~

The breeze gradually rose.

Blow the petals on the ground, flying gracefully in the air.

The three of them were divided into two camps, facing each other tens of meters apart.

Steve's giant clenched his right arm into a fist, and the spiritual pressure in his body gradually began to rise, exuding a powerful force, fierce and determined eyes, firmly locked on the seemingly undisciplined man.

Feeling the seriousness shown by the US team, Peter immediately followed suit into a fighting posture.

The atmosphere became solemn in an instant, and huge spiritual pressure filled this empty area. It was clear that it hadn't really started to work, but the momentum was already surging like a storm, cutting the flat bluestone slabs around it into countless dense slabs. crack.

"Really..."

Kyōraku Chunshui, wearing a colorful coat, pressed the Yuanli on his head and sighed helplessly, "I just hope to solve the problem by peaceful means as much as possible. Why do you always like to choose to fight."

"Because violence... is the best way to solve the problem." Steve seemed to be recalled with a trace of memory, and his expression was a little bit painful, and he said with deep feeling: "I want the best way to seek peace. The method can only be achieved through extreme violent checks and balances."

What he said was actually a metaphor for the situation in this world.

It is ironic that mankind can maintain a fragile peace only under the most destructive weapons in history.

"I appreciate you more and more."

Jingle Chunshui's eyes lit up slightly, and he chuckled, "Why don't you come to join my team?"

"Then can you let me pass?" Steve asked.

"Then can you wait for three days?" Jingle Chunshui asked rhetorically.

The two are not talking, and the answer says no.

Steve couldn't wait for three days, and Jingle Chunshui couldn't let him pass.

Since contradictions cannot be adjusted through negotiation, then only resort to violence is the last resort.

"Peter, get out of here quickly."

Steve raised his hand and stopped Spider-Man who was planning to fight together.

In the latter's puzzled gaze, he explained in a deep voice: "The one who is blocking us is a captain. With our current strength, it is absolutely impossible to be his opponent. You immediately leave here, and then Find other people who have been separated."

"Then... what about you, Captain?" Peter asked with a shock in his heart.

"I want to stay here to hold him."

Steve's eyes were deep, his tone seemed a little heavy, and he said hurriedly: "I don't know how long it will last, so you must be fast. Don't look back. Bring the news of Tony's imminent execution to other scattered people. ,Do you understand?"

"But......"

Peter's lips were tight, and he wanted to say something more.

"Have you not found out yet?!"

But Steve turned his head abruptly, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and he looked like a ghost: "We are already under his reiki attack. If I were not in front of you, you wouldn't even be able to do it while standing. arrive!"

boom--!

The huge heavy spiritual pressure fell on his shoulders like a mountain.

Almost for an instant, through the slight pressure that Steve spilled, Peter's whole body rang like a fried bean, kneeling directly on the bluestone slab, sweat oozing out of the pores, directly That red spider suit gets wet!

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized.

It turned out to have always been Steve, who had endured this terrifying spiritual pressure for him.

The captain of the eighth division, Jingle Chunshui, just stood still and released the spiritual pressure, which made the two feel like an ice cellar, their limbs stiff and cold, the pores on the whole body contracted, and the hairs stood upside-down.

This is the death **** of the captain class.

Faced with such a terrifying existence, let alone fighting against it, even breathing is a luxury.

"Go! Go!"

Steve’s temples burst into blue veins, and he exhausted all his strength and shouted: "Be sure to pass the news... to other people!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Peter bit his lip, turned and ran out.

There is no use for him to stay here. It can only add unnecessary pressure to Steve. On the contrary, it is better to follow the captain's order to pass the news of Tony's execution three days later to others who don't know.

"Are you planning to hold me alone so that my companion can get a way out?"

Jingle Chunshui put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Peter who was leaving with a smile. He didn't mean to stop him at the slightest: "I admire your courage and character. This is very rare among human beings. If you say you really don't intend to join the eight The squad?"

"Huh...huh..."

Steve panted heavily and raised his head with difficulty, his eyes almost wet with sweat: "You want me to join the eighth division, provided that you release Tony."

"In broad daylight, don't dream anymore."

Jingle Chunshui smiled, and said helplessly: "I dare not violate the order issued by the 46th Room of the Central Committee."

"Then there's nothing to talk about!" Steve concentrated Reiatsu on his left arm in one breath, grasped the flaw that Jingle Chunshui revealed when he spoke, and used all his power to throw a punch: "A giant blow!"

boom!

The sky-blue spiritual power was released from the front of the fist, rushing out like a roaring giant light dragon.

I saw countless flat bluestone slabs in front of them, instantly torn apart by the mighty spiritual pressure fluctuations, ploughing a deep gully, and rushing towards the spring waters of Beijing along with the rising winds.

"What a headache..."

Jingle Chunshui had a calm face, and stayed still.

The colorful cloak trembled violently, watching the fist pressing closer and closer, he held down the Yuanli on his head that was about to be blown away, and then slowly raised his right hand, opening his palm plainly.

boom!

The atmosphere vibrated violently, bursting with a blast-like loud noise.

I saw that the huge light dragon formed by the condensed spiritual power, Jingle Chunshui easily took it down with his bare hands, and swiped his wrist back with a slight force, and then Steve's giant hit with a single blow, changing the trajectory of his attack. Throw it aside.

The wall of a Que Pavilion connected to Chonglou was suddenly blasted into a huge gap by this punch.

Before the rising smoke completely dissipated, Jingle Chunshui was startled slightly, and found that Steve's second punch had arrived, and the speed was greatly improved compared to before, and the destructive power was even more improved for no reason~www. NovelMTL.com~Huh!

The light dragon condensed in spiritual power fell into the air and rushed straight to the rear.

The front of the gorgeous five-story Chonglou city wall was directly collapsed by this powerful punch, and the vermilion roof tiles and white bricks shattered like raindrops on the bluestone slabs below.

"I see......"

Jingle Chunshui suddenly appeared on the side and pressed Yuanli with a smile: "First, use the weaker first punch to confuse me, and then use the faster and more powerful second punch to attack. I have to say what you think. very nice."

Steve's eyes narrowed slightly, and he exhaled a suffocating breath from his lungs: "But you still avoided it, didn't you?"

"Your punching speed is very fast, you should be considered a leader among human beings." Jingle Chunshui said modestly: "But unfortunately, if it's only this level, I can easily avoid it with the instant step."

It is true that his punching speed is very fast, and the general death **** can't react at all.

But if you look in the captain's eyes, Steve's proud punching speed is like a slow-moving movie several times.