The Death Knell

Mangogo does have something after he stops pretending. It may not have used all its strength, but its brute force alone is almost the same as today's strangulation, which is the level of Superman pushing the planet after basking in the sun.

If he was punched or tailed by it, or on a battlefield like space where there was no place to rely on, Su Ming would probably be knocked tens of thousands of kilometers away.

However, as long as you don't get hit by it, it will be fine. It lacks the means of attack to emit energy, and its body is basically focused on melee combat, with a strong and powerful force.

Mangogo possesses the memories and abilities of all Odin's enemies. Of course, even the hatred in his heart is superimposed by five billion copies.

However, there is still a loophole, that is, the combat experience of these dead souls is also inherited, but the experience cannot be superimposed.

Can the combined combat experience of five billion chickens allow it to defeat an eagle? Obviously not, because a chicken is still a chicken after all. Maybe some of them are good at using their claws, and some are good at flapping their wings, but aren't other chickens good at it?

It's just that a few of the best among them have slightly higher skills, and too much experience is repeated.

The same is true for Odin's enemies. Although there are dead souls from the Asa, Vanir, Frost Giants, Dark Elves, etc., the martial arts mastered by these guys are still too little compared to Deathstroke.

Not to mention DC's special Assassin's League martial arts or Batman's non-killing fighting skills, etc., they didn't even recognize the Eastern Tai Chi, Bajiquan and other martial arts that are common to a different universe.

Originally, warriors did not have an advantage in a world full of superpowers, but if this warrior also mastered super self-healing and cosmic energy, it would be another matter.

When strength, speed, and endurance are all about the same, close combat is a competition of fighting skills.

Mangogo's fist came towards us at an extremely fast speed. The knuckles of his phalanges, which were larger than walnuts, were even entangled with the turbulence of space. This was the combination of its brute force and the energy of the universe, and it was also a force that could tear apart space. hit.

The yellow and green monster fighting skills are quite good. This punch is not simply a straight punch, but there is the possibility of some changes. It still leaves room for changes.

This should be the dark elf martial arts it inherited. The Nordic races among Odin's enemies have a reckless fighting style and will not hold back their strength.

Su Ming also had the intention of learning some martial arts skills when fighting with it. After all, it is good to learn from the strengths of other families. The Asa clan is good at using double-edged axes, and the Frost Giants are good at using giant maces that are more than two meters tall. Dwarves are good at hitting others on the knees, dark elves are good at dagger fighting and so on.

It won't hurt to learn more, you may find it useful at some point.

Of course, this does not mean that he will stand still and let Mangogo fight. Facing the heavy punch, two thick black arms suddenly emerged from his chest, and with one move, the Overlord raised the cauldron. He hit the empty space above his head with the fist that was coming.

Even through his armor, Su Ming could feel a gust of wind passing over his head. He didn't hesitate at all. The strangulation was like an extra arm and an extension of his will, and he was sure to be able to fend off the enemy's attack.

After all, Mangogo's arms are similar to those of a lizard, and the joints of reptiles are greatly curved inwards. As long as the opposite side of the joint is attacked, the attack direction will inevitably shift.

Taking this opportunity, Su Mingze instantly put away the weapon in his hand and bumped sideways into the opponent's arms. More black arms with fists emerged from his shoulders and back, and together they struck at Mangogo's chest covered with tiny scales. Beaten.

"Eula Ola Ola"

I don’t know why, but when I punch quickly, it feels very consistent with these lines.

Countless fists punched holes in the opponent's body, and correspondingly, bumps appeared on Mangogo's back.

However, its arm was entangled by the strangulating tentacles, and the horns on its head were also grasped tightly. In a short period of time, it did not react at all, and it was beaten hard.

After a series of Wing Chun punches, Su Ming kicked the enemy away and retreated.

"It would be perfect if there was a steamroller."

He also told Strangler about the Jojo joke. If Deadpool is not around, he is the only one who understands the joke.

"Hey."

The symbiote said that indeed the effect of blunt force is better than that of a weapon. If there is a sledgehammer artifact with fire attributes, Mangogo can be hammered into an amorphous substance bit by bit.

"Safras, the hand of the fire demon Ragnaros?" Deathstroke nodded. Speaking of fire-attributed hammer weapons, the first thing he thought of was that thing: "Then you can remember it for me next time. Go to the next dungeon and see if you can get it. Instead of going to the Molten Core, go directly to the Fire Elemental Realm."

"Hey."

The meaning of strangulation is to remember, it also wants to taste the fire demon. After all, it is only immune to flames, but cannot use flames. There is still a lot of room for improvement.

It's too late, but it's too fast. From the time Su Ming grabbed Mangao Ge and finished the fight, plus the silent exchange with Strangler, exactly one second passed.

The few people watching the battle, except for Odin, the two women did not have such sharp eyesight to completely see what happened. They could only see the enemy flying out after the two sides collided.

In the Marvel universe, people with both eyes are often not as good as one-eyed people, and one-eyed people are not as good as blind people. This is also an interesting thing.

"Are you going to win?"

Daisy hugged the big dog with an admiring look on her face. Deathstroke was definitely the strongest human being she had ever seen, and he was worthy of being the ultimate devil in urban ghost stories.

Odin stood beside her and carefully looked at the Earth's God of Thunder. Although Deathstroke had discussed the selection with him before, he was focused on his sons at the time and did not pay much attention to Daisy.

He thought that the owner of the hammer would rely entirely on its power, just like Thor, lost in glory and power, but he did not expect that Daisy, an earthling, seemed to be smarter under the teachings of Deathstroke.

Maybe most people can't see it, but Odin knows that since Deathstroke arrived, the Supreme Mage has been testing the enemy's various weaknesses one after another.

Knowing its true identity, knowing that it is irritable and irritable, and discovering that its resistance to flames and blunt blows is extremely low, even Deathstroke's martial arts can surpass that monster that has gathered the thoughts of countless dead souls.

Asgard advocates honor, and warriors have always been respected. If they have superb wisdom, they will be even more kingly.

"It would be great if my sons were as good as Deathstroke." Odin sighed. He took out the remaining twigs of the World Tree from his arms, poured energy into it, and turned it into a stool to sit on. in space.

He seemed to be an ordinary old man, beating his knees and lower back with his fists, but Gungnir was never released from his hands.

Only then did Daisy remember. She tapped her palm with her little fist and said, "By the way, His Majesty the God King, I almost forgot that you are the father of Thor and Loki. My name is Daisy and I am their friend."

Of course the God King knew who she was, but that didn't stop him from pretending not to know. A kind smile appeared on his old face: "Oh, friends? Haha, I'm so happy. They used to be very proud, no? I am willing to make friends with others and always play in my own small circle.”

"Were they like that before? That's not possible." Daisy petted the dog and said seriously: "Death Knell told me that when you encounter an enemy you can't defeat, you must call for a group fight. If you don't make more friends, you will be Who will help you then?"

Odin looked towards the battlefield of Deathstroke, and his one eye gradually lost focus and looked towards the distant starry sky.

"Yes, as expected of Death Knell, he can always express the truth in the most ordinary words."