The tremors deep within the Earth were still ongoing, which meant that Zhou Yi's rampage was also continuing. Even from a great distance, people could still hear his passionate roars and boisterous laughter.
"That's right, just like that. Again, again. Ora ora ora ora ora ora!" However, no one dared to approach that place anymore, because the massive crater, created by the powerful winds literally scraped up by his fists, had almost completely turned into a scorching Hell.
The air there became incredibly hot, as countless supersonic punches generated fearsome temperatures through friction. But this wasn't the most terrifying aspect; the most terrifying were the rapidly moving gusts of wind. They swirled around Zhou Yi and the two others like knives, scraping the ground, eroding rocks, making everything as fragile as paper.
Apart from those three monsters, almost nothing could remain intact there. Even the reckless photographers, at this point, had backed down. They were only willing to risk their lives, not truly throw them away. Faced with a situation where charging in meant certain death, even a fool would know what to do.
So, at the most crucial moment of the battle, all countless people could see was the constantly trembling ground and occasional sparks. Many viewers began to curse loudly, finding it as shameless as a movie suddenly cutting away during a passionate scene.
However, what they couldn't see didn't mean the participants weren't experiencing it, and Zhou Yi, as one of the participants, was now immersed in an inexplicable pleasure.
It was the pleasure of breaking free from everything, a complete freedom and a magical feeling of being liberated from some kind of restraint. This feeling made every muscle in his body cheer, every bone joyfully resonate, and even every drop of blood begin to boil.
Under this comprehensive sublimation of his body, he felt as if the entire World had undergone a peculiar change. It was as if something formless and intangible like air had been binding him, but he had broken free from it little by little. And once he broke free from this restraint, a sensation of everything becoming incredibly slow appeared in his senses.
It wasn't the feeling of other things becoming relatively slow due to his super-speed movement, but a genuine sensation that even time itself was slowing down. Zhou Yi knew this wasn't his illusion, because an existence like him rarely experienced such things as illusions.
And if this wasn't an illusion, then he was touching time itself.
As soon as this thought emerged, even Zhou Yi felt a slight shock. What is time? Countless philosophers and thinkers have tried to define it, but the conclusions they reached could never encompass its entirety. Zhou Yi's understanding of time was not profound, but he strongly agreed with one idea: that time is the most Eternal unit of measurement in this World.
It is money, yet more precious than money. Money depreciates and is destroyed, but time never fades. It grants the greatest fairness to most people; one could say it is the most generous existence in the World. But at the same time, it is also the most stingy existence, because it always gives a small number of people the most special treatment. Charles is one, Wolverine is one, Quicksilver is one. Now even Zhou Yi is favored by it, and it has begun to unveil its mysterious veil to him, allowing him to perceive the most miraculous existence in this World.
For Zhou Yi, what could be more meaningful than this very moment!
He was engaged in the most exhilarating battle of his life, while simultaneously perceiving the greatest secret in the World. What he gained was beyond imagination and immeasurable. This joy and delight made his fists even more formidable. In contrast, the completely suppressed Hulk and Abomination appeared somewhat disheveled and unable to continue.
Zhou Yi's punching speed was almost infinitely accelerating, while their punching speed had long since reached their limits. In this situation of one rising and the other falling, being unilaterally beaten had become a foregone conclusion. If not for their combined four hands, and one punch being worth dozens of others, they would have probably already been defeated.
And even so, their complete defeat was only a matter of time. At this moment, their feelings could be said to be complex.
Hulk, the guy who relies purely on anger to erupt, was slightly better. He only knew he was about to lose, and his anger surged, often generating a bit more strength, allowing him to hold on for a while longer.
But Abomination didn't have such a shameless ability. His strength was indeed powerful, but it had a clear upper limit. Although he was a monster replicated exactly according to Hulk's birth, unfortunately, while retaining his own consciousness, he also lost Hulk's ability to infinitely increase strength in anger. This had completely exhausted all his confidence in such a battle. He was no longer thinking about how to win the battle, but when this destined-to-fail battle would end, and what he needed to do to preserve his life.
He now dreamed of ending all of this, but Zhou Yi didn't think so. He was still rapidly increasing his punching speed. Twenty-five Mach, thirty Mach, fifty Mach, all the way to eighty Mach. This was the limit he could reach purely by himself. However, at this moment, in the slowed flow of time, he felt that his speed had no end, still soaring. Time and speed perfectly combined, beginning to open an incredibly miraculous door for him.
He still wanted to try to go a little faster, a little faster. But he couldn't continue any further. Because under his infinitely increasing supersonic punches, both Hulk and Abomination had completely lost the ability to resist.
In their eyes, Zhou Yi's fists had long since transformed from visible fists into an utterly elusive light. They were no longer fighting back, but were being unilaterally beaten and pummeled. And this point, from the moment time slowed down, had been completely ignored by Zhou Yi. Because in his eyes, their movements were no different from being paused. Since that was the case, did countering or not even matter?
This disregard caused Hulk and Abomination to suffer immensely, and now their suffering finally reached its end. One hundred and twenty Mach, coupled with Zhou Yi's power, which was even stronger than Hulk's, unleashed absolutely terrifying destructive force at this moment.
When he threw such a punch with both hands, almost the entire Manhattan heard a deafening sound. It was the sharp whistle of the finally ceased supersonic punches piercing through, and the furious roar of the Earth cracking. This roar, like that of a mythical beast, also signified mythical destructive power.
This punch completely shattered Hulk and Abomination, utterly tearing apart the highest limit their bodies could withstand, and simultaneously completely destroyed a street hundreds of meters long. The two giants, standing side by side, instantly became unrecognizable blurs under this punch, carried away by the powerful momentum of the blow, directly flying out. Although the ground behind them bore everything, under this punch, the Earth also lost its ability to bear.
It cracked open, completely pierced through by the bodies of the two giants. Tens of thousands of tons of soil were squeezed out by their bodies, for a moment like two long earthen Dragons rolling and burrowing through the Earth. And when these two earthen Dragons disappeared from people's sight, many realized that what was once the most prosperous street had now been completely destroyed.
The surface was almost completely turned over, and looking out, one could only see a huge hollow tunnel appearing beneath the surface. The end of the road was a massive cavity, with even light emanating from within. No one had expected this punch to be so terrifying, that it directly tore open the Earth, creating a path to the subway.
Zhou Yi also didn't expect that before he even reached his limit, Hulk and Abomination had already given out. This made him both disappointed and helpless; after all, this was already their limit, and he couldn't possibly force them to exceed their limits to be his punching bags.
Without punching bags, naturally, there was no need for the supersonic punches to continue. And when Zhou Yi began to rein in his speed, he found himself as if extricated from a peculiar environment, and the sensation of time slowing down gradually faded. However, Zhou Yi knew that this miraculous feeling would definitely appear again, as long as he grasped the knack. As for what the knack was, he already had a fairly confident guess.
But now was not the time to verify this guess; he still had things to do. A Shadow flickered, and he himself had disappeared from his original spot, entering the opened subway before Jennifer. Both Hulk and Abomination were his targets now, so he naturally wouldn't let these two prey easily escape his sight.
Opening his super vision, which he hadn't used for a long time, Zhou Yi immediately saw Hulk's figure. At this moment, he was weakly leaning against a wall of the subway tunnel, his body covered in dripping green blood. These were the marks of his body cracking under immense, unbearable pressure. Under Zhou Yi's punch, even a monster-level body like Hulk's couldn't withstand its power. Infinite power penetrated deep into his body, and only by tearing muscles and breaking skin could the energy within be released.
This was something Hulk had never encountered, and when he did, he realized how terrifying it was. Hearing footsteps, he already saw Zhou Yi walking towards him. At this moment, his green eyes no longer held just anger, but also something else. This something was fear, and it was the emergence of this emotion that made him calm down and suppress his hostility towards Zhou Yi.
When anger was no longer effective, the instinct for survival naturally told Hulk what to do. So he lowered his head, showing the respect due to the victor. At the same time, his anger was rapidly fading, because at this moment, he no longer had a target to be angry at.
Watching Hulk's body shrink as his anger receded, Zhou Yi smiled and said to Jennifer, who was walking up behind him.
"Watch him. We'll need to have a good talk later."
This sentence drew a resentful glare from Jennifer, who dared not speak her anger. But Zhou Yi no longer cared how they viewed him. At this moment, he turned his head and began to observe another target.
And to his surprise, Abomination was actually fleeing. For a guy who considered himself the strongest warrior to be fleeing, what this meant was self-evident. He had lost not only the victory but also his dignity as a warrior. This made Zhou Yi deeply regretful.