Martin Variety in American Comics

Martin turned around and showed his back to Siwa.

As a true martial artist, Siwa pursued defeating the enemy head-on. She was very proud, so proud that she thought she could solve all opponents, so she naturally disdained to do those little tricks.

But some of the black warriors around her raised their compound crossbows, ready to launch a fatal attack on Martin.

Siwa frowned, and instantly kicked out his slender and powerful long legs, like a spring compressed to the extreme and rebounded, bursting out with unimaginable power, and directly kicked the warrior who tried to shoot the arrow away.

Da!

The black boots fell heavily on the ground, and it seemed to step on the hearts of all the warriors.

"Madam, we came to Gotham this time to..."

A less cold warrior tried to say something, but was interrupted by Siwa.

"Who is us? I belong only to myself, and no one can order me to do anything. If you are dissatisfied, you can go to your master, don't hang around in front of me."

None of the warriors left, and they all put down their weapons.

Martin didn't know what happened outside the door, and he wouldn't care if he knew.

He went back to the house, opened the closet, looked at the ordinary clothes hanging on the hanger, and muttered quietly:

"These clothes are too common and can't bear the damage of high-intensity combat. If I had known, I should have gone to grab a Batman combat suit yesterday."

He shook his head, changed into light clothes, and then walked out of the house, stuck the wooden stick on the kicked door, and turned to look at Siva.

"Mrs. Siva, where do you want to fight this? Quiet or lively?"

Martin moved his body.

"Right here!" Siva stared at Martin.

Although the boy looked young and even immature, the intuition honed by years of fighting with the world's top martial artists told her that the boy opposite was not ordinary.

Martin looked at his watch and said lightly: "Well, let's fight quickly. I have other things to do."

Martin's voice fell.

Siva immediately exerted force with both legs, and rushed out instantly like a female leopard, passing a distance of several meters in an instant and coming to Martin.

The coat was thrown up by her, like a dark cloud covering the sky, blocking all of Martin's vision.

Bang!

Siva's sprinting straight punch, which was covered by the coat, was blocked, just like a high-speed car being braked suddenly.

Martin grabbed Siva's fist with his left hand, grabbed her arm with his right hand and pulled it back, and kicked her stomach with his right leg.

Siva was pulled hard and stood unsteadily. He leaned towards Martin and grabbed the opponent's right leg and knocked him to the ground with his weight.

Boom!

The speed of the two people fighting was too fast. The surrounding black warriors only saw a flash of shadows, and then the two fell to the ground.

Siva pressed Martin to the ground, and his legs pressed against his leg pits, making him unable to exert force in his lower body, while swinging his fist and hitting Martin's head hard.

Martin closed his hands to protect his head, feeling Siva's fists falling like raindrops, and grimaced in pain.

"Is this Shiva really a woman? How come her fighting style is even crazier than that of a man?"

Martin secretly groaned in his heart, but did not rush to fight back.

Even if Shiva's physical strength is stronger than that of a man, it is impossible for her to launch a fierce attack without limit.

At the moment when she slowed down her fist swing, Martin wrapped his legs around Shiva's waist and twisted to the right, trying to press her under him.

Shiva would not put herself in such an unfavorable situation. She exerted her strength and stood up directly with Martin, who was wrapped around her, and then rotated on the spot and crashed into the car parked on the street.

Martin had no choice but to loosen his legs, hold the front of the car and roll to the other side of the car, temporarily keeping a distance from Shiva.

"Both forearms are blue!"

He swung his arms that were bruised by the beating to relieve the pain in this way, staring at Shiva to prevent her from attacking again.

Siva really didn't intend to give Martin a chance to breathe. He held the front of the car with one hand, turned around and kicked out his legs, like two iron whips with whistling air hitting Martin.

Boom!

Martin raised his arms to protect his chest, blocking the two long legs kicked by Siva, and stepped back two steps.

He endured the pain to stabilize his body, opened his hands and hugged Siva's legs, twisted his waist, and swung Siva to hit the car door.

The car window glass shattered to the ground in an instant. Siva used his arms to protect his head in time. His head was not injured, but his upper body was hit hard on the car door. The sound of bones creaking reached her ears, making it difficult for her to control her reaction for a while. She fell to the ground and let out a few screams of pain.

The scene of Siva falling to the ground and groaning can indeed make a man want to pity her.

But Martin had no mercy. He raised his right leg high and chopped it towards Siva's chest.

He didn't intend to kill anyone, otherwise the surrounding black warriors would rush up to kill him. But in order to get rid of this martial arts fanatic, Martin also wanted to make her lose her ability to move in a short time.

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Seeing that Martin's foot was about to land on Siva's chest, this veteran martial artist instinctively blocked the attack with both hands, then grabbed his calf, thrust hard, and wrapped his legs around his waist, twisting him to the ground.

"What an amazing woman."

Martin looked at Siva with disheveled hair, her eyes still burning with fighting spirit, and sighed that the other party was really extraordinary.

This is truly a woman who can devote her life to the pursuit of the highest peak of martial arts.

He was touched by this sincerity and was ready to compete with Siva to see who was more skilled.

Bang!

Martin kicked Siva in the stomach and broke her entanglement.

Siva did not entangle again. The two quickly separated, climbed up and stood opposite each other, carefully observing each other's every move.

But just when the two were concentrating to the extreme, a gunshot broke the calm on the street.

Martin sensed the danger and tried his best to dodge, but a bullet still grazed his left cheek and left a bleeding scar.

"Mrs. Siva, it seems that our competition today will not have a result!"

Martin rolled on the ground and hid behind the flower bed. He caught a glimpse of a strong man in black armor holding two guns.

His long-awaited competition was interrupted by a gun. Siva was furious and stood directly in front of Martin.

"Martin, I'm sorry for you this time. Go away. I'll find another time to apologize to you!"

"Teacher Shiva, don't be stupid"

The sturdy man in black armor wanted to advise him, but Shiva swung his long legs and kicked him in the head.

"You are not qualified to say this to me. Find your master."

Shiva beat the sturdy man in black armor with his bare hands. Even if the other party had a gun in his hand, there was no room for him to fight back.

Martin shook his head, and under the cover of Shiva, he rushed into a car and left the street at a high speed.

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