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In the arena.
On the high-tech display screens, there was only blue sky, white clouds, and the sound of strong wind.
The camera slowly zoomed in from a distant point. At first, it looked like a streak of light like a meteor. As it drew closer, everyone finally understood the source of the wind.
It was Fengshen—the supersonic Wind God.
Normally, such a loud, piercing sound would be irritating. But at this moment, just hearing the howling wind made everyone's blood start to race.
When they finally saw Fengshen in full, the image was like a work of art. Everyone widened their eyes, as if a pervert had just seen an unparalleled beauty, completely captivated.
Male or female, everyone seemed to share the same thought: who could possibly withstand this?
"I will protect this tragic and beautiful face."
BOOM.
Fengshen suddenly accelerated again, so fast that his figure could no longer be seen.
Only a silver streak remained, cutting through the air, leaving behind long, curved vapor trails formed by the sonic barrier.
Terrifying.
Although Fengshen's appearance lasted less than ten seconds, the edited footage fully showcased his nature:
Fengshen—the fastest being in the world.
ROAR!
The Hulk let out a roar, and shockwaves spread outward. Behind him was a ruined city where humans were screaming and fleeing, injured and bleeding. The sense of catastrophe was instantly conveyed.
A dramatic, military-style background soundtrack suddenly played, and the visual style shifted.
A mechanical "giant foot" appeared, slamming into the ground and shaking the earth.
The camera cut again.
Fengshen II sprinted wildly toward the Hulk. Each step shook the ground.
The camera kept switching angles—Hulk's furious green face, Fengshen II's sleek mechanical helmet—bringing both forces into direct collision.
Time slowed. Angles shifted. Then suddenly—
BOOM!
Fengshen's metal fist and Hulk's massive fist collided.
A terrifying energy storm exploded outward, rocks flying into the sky, dust and smoke swirling everywhere.
For a moment, Fengshen became the center of the world—the world's hope itself.
Collision after collision.
Fengshen and the Hulk—beast and machine—clashed wildly without restraint, leaving devastation wherever they went.
People's hearts pounded as they watched trees ripped from the ground, armor torn apart, and the Hulk eventually pushed back.
Unknowingly, the audience began to feel as if they were part of the battle itself, sharing Fengshen's breath and fate.
They even forgot the battle had happened months ago and that the outcome was already decided.
Their heartbeat seemed to synchronize with Fengshen's.
Finally, when Fengshen unleashed his ultimate move, "Black Flame Thunder," destroying the Hulk and everything within hundreds of meters, the crowd erupted in cheers.
"FENGSHEN!"
"FENGSHEN!"
"FENGSHEN!"
The promotional video was so well-edited it felt like a blockbuster movie.
Even Limuru was shocked by it, briefly wondering if someone had spent their entire salary just to create this hype video.
What she didn't know was that the editor was actually a huge Fengshen fan with extremely dramatic editing skills.
Unlike Limuru's surprise, Tony Stark only felt annoyance and jealousy.
Compared to Fengshen's promotional video, his own felt completely inferior. The gap was humiliating.
Ever since returning from Afghanistan with Limuru, he felt overshadowed in almost every way.
"This is ridiculous," Tony thought bitterly.
Then the announcer spoke:
"We now invite the strongest superhero—Silver Armored War God—to enter!"
Fireworks exploded into the sky.
Limuru descended in a classic landing pose, landing directly in the center of the arena.
The crowd erupted once again. The Silver Armored War God looked extremely cool.
Tony Stark began to question his life choices.
He had practiced countless landing poses, trying to outdo Fengshen's style, but none of them were good enough.
It felt like his efforts were meaningless.
Rhino, watching from the sidelines, became increasingly frustrated. It was like watching a handsome, rich man steal away a girl he liked.
"How can people be so shallow? What's so good about looks?"
But before he could continue complaining, Fengshen suddenly appeared in front of him.
And his fist was already aimed at Rhino's weak point.
BOOM!
Rhino was blasted away like a cannonball, his body skipping across the ground like a stone over water, leaving deep craters in its path.
The arena fell completely silent. You could hear a pin drop.
Is the Silver Armored War God really that strong?
Wait—how did he move that fast?
Isn't that cheating?