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Chapter 503 End

Seeing Tony suddenly rush up from the ground and leave, Wang Jian knew that it was the end.

He continued to attack with some anticipation.

Tony is usually a carefree guy, but when it comes to critical moments, he is far more responsible than the average person.

At least he, Wang Jian, thinks he can't do it as well as others. Even if he has a substitute, he is not willing to do it.

This is the difference in character, so even if the protagonist doesn’t have a golden finger, he is still very chic.

On the contrary, he, a person who can travel through different worlds, has not achieved much yet.

This may be a matter of courage and responsibility. Anyway, he thinks that he cannot compare with those protagonists.

But fortunately, dawdling is normal and desirable, and this will not affect my mentality after all.

Just when he was thinking wildly, in less than a minute, he suddenly felt a terrifying and overwhelming death crisis, making his whole body tremble.

The killing intent and violence that had been silent at first were actually boiling, but it didn't affect his mood at all, and instead tended to be hidden.

It's like one's life is faced with the threat of death, and one subconsciously dodges and hides.

Wang Jian was covered in cold sweat, his head was spinning mechanically, and his eyes were looking in a direction outside the city with a dull and fearful look.

That's the direction Tony Stark flew in. Thinking about it, the nuclear bomb has been dropped at this moment and is preparing to bomb the center of the city.

At this moment, countless images seemed to flash through my mind, including more than a dozen scenes of women smiling happily.

The murderous intent and violence seemed to flow away like a tide, and not even a trace could be seen.

Suddenly, a huge force attacked his body. The huge force injured an old wound, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, blocking the screen inside the helmet.

He shuddered and woke up from the boundless terrifying darkness.

Feeling that his body was being beaten up, he actually fell directly towards the building. He quickly ordered: "Confused, control the flight, dodge flexibly, and don't fight forcefully."

The next second, the fallen figure was propelled by force and flew into the sky, dodging countless attacks from all around.

Although Confusion controls the suit, if he stops attacking, he will naturally stop moving.

In this case, he would need to issue the order himself.

This is inevitable. He cannot let Fan Luan take the initiative and control it at will. Some orders must be given to the other party for execution.

He was now issuing instructions, controlling them in confusion, calculating the trajectory of the Chiritans' attack, while dodging, appearing to be very flexible.

At this moment, Wang Jian's screen was covered with blood, and he couldn't see anything, like a blind man.

But he was in a good mood. The terrifying fatal crisis was still there, but his heart was extremely clear, and his brain was more sensitive and active than ever before. The murderous intention and violence seemed to disappear.

He knew that this was just an illusion, but it also showed that being stimulated by such a fatal crisis, his brain had been developed to a certain extent.

His mental power increased, and in just a short moment, he even had a deeper understanding and understanding of martial arts.

On the road to the Grandmaster realm, he has once again entered a level where murderous intent and violence are no longer a problem.

Although it is still there, and although it may still have an impact again, he is now able to control it a little.

Even after getting familiar with it, you can spontaneously kill enemies in the future, which is quite a negative BUFF for the place.

"This may be the biggest opportunity I have in this world."

He murmured to himself, no longer caring whether Tony Stark had flown into the space channel with a nuclear bomb.

He doesn't even care about the fighting outside, let alone whether Tony will fail and the nuclear bomb will explode and wipe him out.

Immerse yourself in the extremely active state of clear mind, comprehend the essence of martial arts, and realize the wonderful feeling of being in a state of emptiness and darkness.

This was different from the beauty of the state of unity between man and nature, but it was still very comfortable and brought him great benefits.

He was very lucky to have participated in this decisive battle. Although he was paddling, he felt the impact of an unprecedented death crisis.

The brain was stimulated and its potential exploded, resulting in the current situation.

I don't know how much time passed, but all the Kirita people who were chasing him fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

The huge, raging monsters also collapsed, and some even hung directly from the roof of the building.

He was still flying around the building, like a bee.

Then it was confirmed that there was no danger, and it stopped just now. It was suspended in the air without any movement.

From the sky, a red figure fell down, and no movement was seen for a long time.

Fortunately, Hulk roared and rushed to the building to hold the fallen steel armor. The successive first aid methods were of no use. Fortunately, Hulk roared, and the sound wave directly shocked Tony who was in shock.

woke up.

Wang Jian, who was in the void state, was also frightened by the roar. He gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction and did not pursue anything further.

Looking at the blurry interface, unable to clearly see the situation outside, I could only let Confusion control the suit and come to Tony and others.

After landing, he felt someone tapping his suit, and he took off his helmet, and the scorching sun made him dazzled.

"Are you okay?"

It was Tony who spoke. He was weak, but when he saw the blood on Wang Jian's face and the pale look on his face, he still expressed some concern.

Others have done the same, and in fact they themselves are no better.

"It's nothing, you are great, I misjudged you."

Wang Jian smiled. Although he didn't see the last scene, he knew the process and that was enough.

As a joke, he exchanged condolences with Captain America, Hulk and others, even Thor, who was not on good terms with him, did the same.

Everyone was in a very embarrassed state, especially Captain America, Hawkeye and Natasha, who had no special abilities.

But compared to them, the two men in steel suits were even more tragic.

A person whose face is covered with blood and who is weak knows how uncomfortable it is.

The other one is still in a daze, as if he has lost half his life, and there is no trace of his former arrogant attitude.

"There is a good Arabic barbecue restaurant two streets over there. Let's go and eat something."

"We're not done yet!"

Thor said, looking up to the rooftop of Stark Tower.

Everyone was stunned, and Tony also sighed: "Then let's finish it and go."

Wang Jian didn't say anything, just pulled Natasha and Captain America and flew towards the sky.

Others also took off one after another, and Hulk grabbed the wall and quickly climbed up, quickly reaching the rooftop.

Putting down Natasha and Captain America, Wang Jian's steel suit quickly fell off.

After taking two steps, he waved and put away his uniform.

Such behavior made Tony, who had just come up, jealous, and the others were not much worse.

Everyone else saw his actions during the battle and knew how exaggerated his mobile turret was and how amazing his combat power was.

But if you can't learn this kind of skill, how can you not make people envious, jealous, and hateful?


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