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Chapter 710 Batman-style Battle
Batman's first appearance in Universe 9527 wasn't perfect. The traditional theatrical entrance was done perfectly, but the first line was wrong; he said a chewing gum line instead.
But it's okay, this can only be considered a small matter. After all, even the villains in the comics have discussed the issue of Green Arrow being very similar to Batman.
Even if the line was wrong, it doesn't matter, as long as the following action scene is done in one take.
No sooner said than done, Yang Le threw his cape back and rushed towards the Dark Elf. The latter naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death, wielding daggers in both hands, he also charged towards Yang Le.
As a mature Batman, one must uphold the basic principle of using fists and feet when facing enemies of similar body size. Yang Le, as a standard comic fan, certainly wouldn't forget this point.
Raising his fists, Yang Le adopted a standard boxing stance. The arm armor covering his arms shimmered with an almost imperceptible dark light in the faint moonlight, directly meeting the two daggers Nibi slashed over.
Nibi was secretly pleased to see this. His pair of daggers were not the broken toys from Midgard displayed in the shopping mall. These were forged by the craftsmen of Svartalfheim, specially supplied standard weapons for spies.
Of course, don't underestimate it just because it's a standard weapon. This was selected by the craftsmen of Svartalfheim through generations of screening, a rigorously selected product that stood out after generations of tests.
At the same time, its compatibility with magic is also top-notch.
"Buzz!"
In the dark space, a faint green light lit up on the blades of the daggers wielded by Nibi in both hands, looking very ominous.
The corner of Nibi's mouth curled into a cruel arc. He had cast a curse on his daggers, not only increasing the sharpness of the blades to a higher level, but also able to inflict a curse on the flesh and blood of the enemy after cutting through the opponent's skin, ensuring his enemy tasted what is called bone-corroding poison.
"Clang!"
The arc at the corner of Nibi's mouth disappeared. His two daggers failed to cut open the arm armor of this guy who was pretending to be mysterious. Only a spark lit up in the dark space illuminated by faint moonlight.
This represented that the forging craftsmanship of the battle suit of the opponent, at least this pair of arm armor, was not inferior to the craftsmen of Svartalfheim. Could this really be possible?
Even if Nibi couldn't believe it, the fact had already happened before his presence, and now they were in battle, and he couldn't afford to do too much useless thinking.
"Clang clang clang!"
In a flash of electric light and flint, there were several more strong collisions. Yang Le relied on his pair of arm armor to firmly suppress the Dark Elf spy in front of him. For a time, the originally pitch-black room seemed to light up like a light, but it was the kind of old-fashioned light bulb with poor contact.
Nibi was now suffering unspeakably. The Midgardian opposite him was like a beast. Just seven or eight collisions made his hand numb and sore. Nibi even suspected that the daggers in his hand might fly out in the next collision.
The magic he cast couldn't have any effect on the opponent's armor either. Was this guy in front of him really a Midgardian? Or was it some Asgardian who deliberately put on strange costumes to tease him?
"Clang!"
Another collision, but this time Yang Le seized the weakness that appeared because the opponent's arm was numb and sore. He used the blade on his left hand arm armor to jam the dagger that Nibi slashed over.
"Crack!"
The armor transformed from the As-You-Wish super weapon made by imitation instant messaging moved according to Yang Le's heart. A row of blades on the arm armor suddenly retracted and firmly jammed the dagger. No matter how hard Nibi tried, he couldn't pull out his weapon.
Helplessly, Nibi could only choose to abandon his weapon. After all, he still had another dagger and magic to fight with. However, choosing to withdraw his weapon at the first moment sealed his defeat.
Yang Le raised his left hand that jammed the dagger, taking advantage of his height advantage to lift Nibi up a little. At this time, the Dark Elf, lacking the help of one arm, had a wide opening. Yang Le seized the opportunity to raise his right leg and stomp down on Nibi's left leg.
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
After a bone-shattering sound that chilled the human heart, Nibi's scream immediately echoed in the room. Losing the support of his left foot, his body helplessly could only fall to one side.
"Ding!"
Controlling the arm blade to snap off the dagger jammed on it, Yang Le strode towards Nibi who had fallen to the ground. The latter, seeing this, knew he couldn't escape, and immediately wanted to activate the self-destruct magic on his body.
Looking at the Dark Elf spy whose body was emitting an unnatural light, Yang Le, who had learned a lot of information from Franklin, knew that this guy in front of him wanted to be loyal to Malekith.
Then Yang Le couldn't let him get his wish. In the next second, he tapped his toes on the floor and turned into a black shadow, rushing in front of the Dark Elf, and suddenly pressed him to the ground with his right hand.
In the darkness that was not easily noticed, Yang Le's right hand transformed for a while, and finally turned into a thick mechanical arm. Then a white light wave shot out from the heavy palm. The Dark Elf pressed to the ground by Yang Le began to twitch.
This twitching was not like the twitching of an electric shock, but more like the characters in the image when the rewind button was pressed. Sure enough, the light on Nibi's body, which was originally getting brighter and brighter, began to gradually dim until it disappeared.
Nibi stopped twitching, blankly glanced at Yang Le who was pressing on his body at some point. He clearly remembered that he was still five or six meters away from this guy just now.
But no need to care about these small matters. As long as he activated the self-destruct magic, this guy who was so close to him would definitely be blown into mincemeat. Even if he died too, this guy would definitely not escape.
"Humph!"
Nibi activated the self-destruct magic, and the light lit up again. Yang Le used **Clockwork's** ability. Nibi was stunned again, and after a brief moment of mentally uttering harsh words, he prepared to activate the self-destruct magic.
After reversing the self-destruct magic again with **Clockwork's** ability, Yang Le, annoyed, gave Nibi a punch with his left fist and knocked him unconscious.
When reversing time, he didn't retain the memory of this spy, so he played the "déjà vu" game with him several times. Once or twice was a bit interesting, but two or three times was a bit annoying.
After all, there's a limit to everything. If this were put in a movie, the audience would say it's padding the runtime.
Looking at the mess in the house, Yang Le reached out and lifted the Dark Elf lying on the floor. Then he walked towards the shattered window. The commotion just now was still a bit loud, maybe someone had already called the police.
Sure enough, as soon as Yang Le walked to the window, he heard the familiar police siren. Since coming to the Free Country, the tune he was most familiar with was not "Two Tigers" or anything, but this rapid "woo-ah woo-ah" sound.
But it doesn't matter, these people can't catch him at all. And Yang Le is now preparing to find a good aspect to pay tribute to another classic scene of Batman.
(End of Chapter)
Batman's first appearance in Universe 9527 wasn't perfect. The traditional theatrical entrance was done perfectly, but the first line was wrong; he said a chewing gum line instead.
But it's okay, this can only be considered a small matter. After all, even the villains in the comics have discussed the issue of Green Arrow being very similar to Batman.
Even if the line was wrong, it doesn't matter, as long as the following action scene is done in one take.
No sooner said than done, Yang Le threw his cape back and rushed towards the Dark Elf. The latter naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death, wielding daggers in both hands, he also charged towards Yang Le.
As a mature Batman, one must uphold the basic principle of using fists and feet when facing enemies of similar body size. Yang Le, as a standard comic fan, certainly wouldn't forget this point.
Raising his fists, Yang Le adopted a standard boxing stance. The arm armor covering his arms shimmered with an almost imperceptible dark light in the faint moonlight, directly meeting the two daggers Nibi slashed over.
Nibi was secretly pleased to see this. His pair of daggers were not the broken toys from Midgard displayed in the shopping mall. These were forged by the craftsmen of Svartalfheim, specially supplied standard weapons for spies.
Of course, don't underestimate it just because it's a standard weapon. This was selected by the craftsmen of Svartalfheim through generations of screening, a rigorously selected product that stood out after generations of tests.
At the same time, its compatibility with magic is also top-notch.
"Buzz!"
In the dark space, a faint green light lit up on the blades of the daggers wielded by Nibi in both hands, looking very ominous.
The corner of Nibi's mouth curled into a cruel arc. He had cast a curse on his daggers, not only increasing the sharpness of the blades to a higher level, but also able to inflict a curse on the flesh and blood of the enemy after cutting through the opponent's skin, ensuring his enemy tasted what is called bone-corroding poison.
"Clang!"
The arc at the corner of Nibi's mouth disappeared. His two daggers failed to cut open the arm armor of this guy who was pretending to be mysterious. Only a spark lit up in the dark space illuminated by faint moonlight.
This represented that the forging craftsmanship of the battle suit of the opponent, at least this pair of arm armor, was not inferior to the craftsmen of Svartalfheim. Could this really be possible?
Even if Nibi couldn't believe it, the fact had already happened before his presence, and now they were in battle, and he couldn't afford to do too much useless thinking.
"Clang clang clang!"
In a flash of electric light and flint, there were several more strong collisions. Yang Le relied on his pair of arm armor to firmly suppress the Dark Elf spy in front of him. For a time, the originally pitch-black room seemed to light up like a light, but it was the kind of old-fashioned light bulb with poor contact.
Nibi was now suffering unspeakably. The Midgardian opposite him was like a beast. Just seven or eight collisions made his hand numb and sore. Nibi even suspected that the daggers in his hand might fly out in the next collision.
The magic he cast couldn't have any effect on the opponent's armor either. Was this guy in front of him really a Midgardian? Or was it some Asgardian who deliberately put on strange costumes to tease him?
"Clang!"
Another collision, but this time Yang Le seized the weakness that appeared because the opponent's arm was numb and sore. He used the blade on his left hand arm armor to jam the dagger that Nibi slashed over.
"Crack!"
The armor transformed from the As-You-Wish super weapon made by imitation instant messaging moved according to Yang Le's heart. A row of blades on the arm armor suddenly retracted and firmly jammed the dagger. No matter how hard Nibi tried, he couldn't pull out his weapon.
Helplessly, Nibi could only choose to abandon his weapon. After all, he still had another dagger and magic to fight with. However, choosing to withdraw his weapon at the first moment sealed his defeat.
Yang Le raised his left hand that jammed the dagger, taking advantage of his height advantage to lift Nibi up a little. At this time, the Dark Elf, lacking the help of one arm, had a wide opening. Yang Le seized the opportunity to raise his right leg and stomp down on Nibi's left leg.
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
After a bone-shattering sound that chilled the human heart, Nibi's scream immediately echoed in the room. Losing the support of his left foot, his body helplessly could only fall to one side.
"Ding!"
Controlling the arm blade to snap off the dagger jammed on it, Yang Le strode towards Nibi who had fallen to the ground. The latter, seeing this, knew he couldn't escape, and immediately wanted to activate the self-destruct magic on his body.
Looking at the Dark Elf spy whose body was emitting an unnatural light, Yang Le, who had learned a lot of information from Franklin, knew that this guy in front of him wanted to be loyal to Malekith.
Then Yang Le couldn't let him get his wish. In the next second, he tapped his toes on the floor and turned into a black shadow, rushing in front of the Dark Elf, and suddenly pressed him to the ground with his right hand.
In the darkness that was not easily noticed, Yang Le's right hand transformed for a while, and finally turned into a thick mechanical arm. Then a white light wave shot out from the heavy palm. The Dark Elf pressed to the ground by Yang Le began to twitch.
This twitching was not like the twitching of an electric shock, but more like the characters in the image when the rewind button was pressed. Sure enough, the light on Nibi's body, which was originally getting brighter and brighter, began to gradually dim until it disappeared.
Nibi stopped twitching, blankly glanced at Yang Le who was pressing on his body at some point. He clearly remembered that he was still five or six meters away from this guy just now.
But no need to care about these small matters. As long as he activated the self-destruct magic, this guy who was so close to him would definitely be blown into mincemeat. Even if he died too, this guy would definitely not escape.
"Humph!"
Nibi activated the self-destruct magic, and the light lit up again. Yang Le used **Clockwork's** ability. Nibi was stunned again, and after a brief moment of mentally uttering harsh words, he prepared to activate the self-destruct magic.
After reversing the self-destruct magic again with **Clockwork's** ability, Yang Le, annoyed, gave Nibi a punch with his left fist and knocked him unconscious.
When reversing time, he didn't retain the memory of this spy, so he played the "déjà vu" game with him several times. Once or twice was a bit interesting, but two or three times was a bit annoying.
After all, there's a limit to everything. If this were put in a movie, the audience would say it's padding the runtime.
Looking at the mess in the house, Yang Le reached out and lifted the Dark Elf lying on the floor. Then he walked towards the shattered window. The commotion just now was still a bit loud, maybe someone had already called the police.
Sure enough, as soon as Yang Le walked to the window, he heard the familiar police siren. Since coming to the Free Country, the tune he was most familiar with was not "Two Tigers" or anything, but this rapid "woo-ah woo-ah" sound.
But it doesn't matter, these people can't catch him at all. And Yang Le is now preparing to find a good aspect to pay tribute to another classic scene of Batman.
(End of Chapter)
