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Chapter 1942 The first battle of newcomers

 "I knew that every time a spaceship landed in this shitty place, it would be greeted with a warm welcome."

Su Ming then slowly walked out of the spacecraft with the female Thor, looking at the surrounding garbage mountains squirming and rolling, and dozens of scavengers emerging from under the pile of broken metal, as if they didn't see Peter lying around like a dehydrated fish.

Bounce on the ground.

"Aren't these good people?" Daisy looked at the gradually surrounding circle, took off the hammer from her waist, and started spinning it in her hand.

Although she has never seriously fought any creature, not counting the last time she fought a robot, let alone this kind of cosmic being, but judging from the other party's appearance, he doesn't look like a good person.

Not only were these scavengers dirty, they were also wearing armor pieced together from metal garbage. Each of them had either a bald head or a mohawk. They looked like the soldiers in "Fist of the North Star".

To put it simply, his mouth and eyes are crooked, and he licks his own weapons with his tongue, making him look like he's hanging on.

Su Ming looked at the scavenger licking his mace not far away and sighed: "Your question is wrong from the beginning. I will teach you the first rule of superheroes. If someone wants to deal with you, then

Don't ask whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, beat him first and then talk about it. Beat all the enemies down and then torture them. This is the correct procedure."

"Yes, is this really experience?"

Daisy understood. It turns out that to be a superhero, you need to have a strong heart. No matter who comes, as long as they show hostility, then do it.

Deathstroke's black and yellow armor spread toward his body, but he had no intention of taking action. Instead, he walked towards Peter who was electrocuted and convulsed: "I leave them to you. Kill them as you like. I'll see how our gigolo is doing first."

The female Thor licked her lower lips and took out the Meowth Hammer. Lightning hundreds of times stronger than the previous power grid suddenly erupted when it hit one of the scavengers. A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, leaving a pool of black ash on the spot.

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Thunder roared, and she seemed not to have expected that her attack was so powerful, nor did she expect that the aliens were so vulnerable, so she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

But the opponent's various weapons also opened fire on her in the next moment, including live ammunition, beams, plasma, etc., all of which were junk picked up from nowhere.

That's the good thing about the gladiatorial planet. Gao Tianzun didn't bother to repair the damaged weapons in the gladiatorial arena and just threw them outside the city.

As long as you have the patience and the same inspiration as the green skin, if you pick up tatters here and fiddle with them for a while, there is always a chance of repairing them.

But where there is a spear, there is a shield. After gaining the approval of Meowth Hammer, Daisy received a set of Asgard's ultra-high-end armor, including a breastplate with six large sequins on the chest, a red cloak, and two

A very crude shin guard.

Even though they look very rustic and cannot keep up with the trend of today's universe, they are armor made of the energy of the World Tree and can provide very powerful physical and energy protection.

The opponent's weapon hit Daisy. She only felt a high-frequency impact like being hit by a 'fascial gun', but she was not injured.

"I just hit someone with a cold weapon, and you want to kill me with a hot weapon?"

As soon as the American girl's toughness came up, the pirate blood of the Anglo-Saxons was not much worse than that of the Vikings. She stretched out her little hand, and the warhammer that had originally electrocuted people into charcoal flew back and fell into her hands.

in hand.

She jumped high towards where the enemies were gathered, held the weapon with both hands and struck it against the ground.

Electric light erupted from the ground within a radius of more than ten meters with a certain scavenger as the center. The energy like silver snakes entangled, stretched, and climbed up all the conductors within the range, while the strong current shook a nearby building.

A corner of the garbage mountain melted.

Naturally, the ashes of the man who was directly hit were blown away, and with one hammer blow, only a large round black circle was left nearby.

Scavengers are just a bunch of ragtag people. If they really had the courage that no one could match, they would have gone to the city and become gladiators. If they win a game, they can make a lot of money and enjoy a higher social status. If they lose, they will lose their lives. It's all over.

They are scavenging here. To put it bluntly, they are afraid of death. Such people cannot be regarded as qualified warriors. They can only be considered good at fighting each other and pinching each other.

This new outsider was so fierce, and several people were wiped out in two attacks, so the fool continued to fight.

Thanks to their understanding of the terrain, many scavengers turned around and walked away, turning left and right in the garbage mountain, burrowing into somewhere, and soon disappeared.

Daisy snorted and raised her head, only to find that her enemies were gone. She looked around, the expression on her face seemed to be asking:

Who else?!

There were no enemies anymore. Apart from the sound of an empty wine bottle clanking down from the nearby garbage mountain, there was only the sound of Peter's moaning that was so satisfying to the depths of his soul.

"I found out that I'm pretty strong, so I got it done."

She put the hammer back on her belt with satisfaction, walked to Deathstroke and showed it off, as if seeking praise from the teacher.

"oh."

Su Ming didn't have any special reaction. He just squatted next to Peter and watched him suffer. The power grid seemed to be continuous. The current was not strong and intermittent, but the electric shock seemed to be endless.

Is it any wonder that the female Thor wiped out several cosmic scavengers?

Not all aliens have superpowers, and many species have worse physiques than Earthlings.

Like these scumbags on Sakaar, they are the kind of people who have no talent or courage. They may not be able to defeat any street boy from Gotham in a duel.

"What did you find?" Daisy squatted down and observed Peter beside Deathstroke, her big eyes blinking, looking very curious.

Deathstroke took out the Godslayer, turned into a ticklish form, poked Peter on the ground, and replied:

"I see that he has amazing bones. He is not born to practice martial arts. His awareness of combat and danger is also very poor. I'm afraid he will only be able to dance for the rest of his life."

The electric current on the big net flashed again, and Peter's whole body bones really showed their shape faintly.

"Oh! Is it Eastern martial arts? Kongfu?" Daisy's eyes lit up, and she made a few gestures with her two small paws in the air in front of her, as if imitating monkey boxing: "Then do you think I have any talent in martial arts?

?”

"You already use a war hammer, what more advanced martial arts skills do you need? Go and practice blacksmithing. If you use blunt weapons, you only need to be strong and fast. If I have a chance, I will teach you a set of New Year's hammer techniques. If you encounter an enemy who cannot be beaten to death with three hammers, you

Just turn around and evacuate.”

This is also true. An enemy that can withstand Mjolnir three times is equivalent to forcibly receiving three impacts from high-density star cores and three additional lightning damage. If it can be sustained, it is definitely not something Daisy can handle.

Su Ming used the tickler in his hand to slowly untie Peter's net. The boy's tongue must have been numbed by the electric shock, and he couldn't say anything except whining.

"He seems so pitiful." Daisy also looked at Peter's charred little face and shook her head.

Deathstroke didn't think so. He poked the power grid with a weapon and let it release more current: "This is his adventure. You see, he learned 'break dancing' instantly, which is even weird in the network."

Woolen cloth."

"That's true..." The female Thor gave up thinking.


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