The absolute instant Daisy touched down, she plunged right into the encirclement constructed by Xu Wenwu's three major confidants.
Yet she didn't panic inside her heart, nor did she choose to seek assistance from Peter. She merely met her opponents with a firm gaze.
This was a battle belonging to her alone! She wanted to use this battle to prove to Brother Peter that she had also become an existence capable of holding her own ground and sharing Brother Peter's burdens.
At the exact same time Daisy's side was fighting heatedly, Peter also stepped off his flying glider, touching down with an elegant posture.
Xu Wenwu stood directly opposite him, but not a shred of fluctuation could be seen upon his face. What a joke; even monsters like Laufey and Borros couldn't do anything to the current him, so what kind of small cookie did Xu Wenwu count as?
Amidst a patch of silence, Xu Wenwu was the first to open his mouth:
"It was Wakanda that sent you. To be able to move a superhero like you, they truly have really gone all out with their capital."
Though he uttered the words "superhero," his tone and expression were considerably indifferent, as if he simply didn't place the Arbiter—the superhero who had not long ago saved the entirety of America—within his eyes at all.
He possessed a cause to be this arrogant.
One thousand years. He had already lived for a full millennium. He had witnessed the rise and fall of several dynasties, and experienced countless tests of life and death.
The current him believed that there was already nothing in this world capable of causing him to feel surprised, and no one could stop him. Including the Arbiter before his eyes.
Facing this display of his, Peter merely rolled his eyes majorly—
Damn it, I hate people who put on acts the most!
Peter thus simply chose not to reply, quietly watching Xu Wenwu put on his act until Xu Wenwu himself felt a strand of awkwardness. His brow furrowed slightly, yet he ultimately still chose to toss out his conditions ahead of schedule:
"I feel we can make a deal between us."
"How so?"
"As long as you are willing to join the Ten Rings Gang, and willing to conversely resolve Wakanda together with me to monopolize the Vibranium they occupy, I can give you everything you want."
Xu Wenwu lowered his voice, opening his mouth with an exceptionally seductive tone:
"Power, money, connections, women... I can even split half of the Ten Rings Gang and the Vibranium veins with you. At that time, you and I will be the rulers of this world!"
His stream of words was uttered with grand enthusiasm, hearing which the remaining lackeys who were still alive behind him had their eyeballs turn red. They truly wished they could replace Peter to make a response right now.
But facing the conditions offered by Wenwu, Peter smiled, smiling exceptionally disdainfully:
"I say old geezer, is there something wrong with your brain? What qualifications do you have to make a deal with me? Relying on this crowd of rotten fish and stray prawns under your hand?"
"And why should I choose to cooperate with you? What do I look for in you? Look for your advanced age? Look for your lack of bathing?"
"Just these few conditions you threw out make me want to laugh. Do you not know that I possess an entire superhero organization in America?"
"If I want these things you mentioned, it's merely a matter of moving my lips. Why would I still need to cooperate with you?"
Speaking to this point, Peter lifted his eyes, his gaze staring straight toward the Ten Rings upon Xu Wenwu's arms:
"On the contrary, without you, it can instead allow me to obtain some interesting things."
Xu Wenwu fell silent. He noticed Peter's gaze looking at the Ten Rings. That gaze was not fear, nor was it awe. Rather, it was a type of joy like beholding a new toy.
This fellow had already concluded within his heart that the Ten Rings would fall into his hands! This discovery caused Xu Wenwu's face to thoroughly cool down.
These ten metal rings of unidentified origin were the foundation of all his power. After losing Ying Li, the Ten Rings had become his sole anchor for existing in this world.
Ying Li's voice echoed near his ears day and night. She was calling out to him within the depths of Ta Lo village, behind that dark gate, never ceasing.
The Ten Rings were his sole tool to respond to that voice. He absolutely would not permit anyone to harbor designs on the Ten Rings!
"Arbiter." Xu Wenwu's voice became extremely ruthless, causing people to instinctively sense a feeling of oppression. "You shouldn't have given birth to a heart of covetousness toward the Ten Rings!"
"Is that so?" Facing Xu Wenwu's threat, Peter still behaved with a cloud-faint and wind-light composure: "Terribly sorry, I have a defect in my character—the more I am not permitted to look at something, the more I want it."
The exact instant the words fell, Xu Wenwu moved!
Relying on the buff of the Ten Rings, he struck a fist toward Peter. Peter didn't dodge, similarly raising a fist to counterattack. The fists of the two collided together.
Thud, thud, thud. Xu Wenwu retreated three steps.
Meanwhile, Peter's frame merely swayed in a micro-imperceptible manner, an excited light surfacing within his eyes. These Ten Rings truly have strength!
In just the blink of an eye, Peter had already exchanged over a dozen rounds with Xu Wenwu. It had to be said that Xu Wenwu's level somewhat exceeded Peter's estimations.
This fellow's comprehensive combat capability far surpassed Gwen when she activated her symbiote suit and Vibranium suit!
Peter estimated that, relying on the defensive power and attack power bestowed by the Ten Rings, this old monster who had lived for a millennium could completely engage in a wrist-wrestling match with Thor in his ordinary state.
Of course, it was merely limited to this. Xu Wenwu's upper limit was no more than wrestling with ordinary Thor, whereas Peter... the current him could easily press a power-burst Thor onto the ground and spin him like a top.
The reason he didn't use a single move to directly resolve Xu Wenwu was entirely to provide Daisy with a richer training duration, and correspondingly, he was also taking Xu Wenwu as his own combat experience pack.
It had to be said that Xu Wenwu's kung fu was practiced very well.
Peter boomed out a fist, and Xu Wenwu tilted his body to let the fist-front pass by, while simultaneously his right hand sliced toward Peter's elbow joint at an extremely bizarre angle.
This was Wing Chun's intercepting technique, the movement so standard it was comparable to a textbook.
But immediately following, Xu Wenwu's left foot had already swept toward Peter's lower plate. Between the shifting of his footwork, the attack rhythm switched from Wing Chun's short-burst explosion to Long Fist's open and relaxed extension. Then it was Tai Chi's guiding force. Baguazhang's positioning. Xingyiquan's drilling and overturning.
In a millennium of time, how many sects' things had he covertly learned?
While dismantling the moves, Peter lamented inside his heart that this old fellow was simply a walking encyclopedia of martial arts, and he had fused and mastered the essences of various families and sects to an extremely terrifying degree.
He was much stronger than Madame Gao whom he had previously exchanged moves with.
This caused Peter to give birth to a desire to learn after a long absence. Having played the style of high-stats-brute-forcing for a long time, occasionally he ought to change his taste.
Learning a few kung fu moves from Old Xu was also beneficial to physical and mental health; after returning, he could even use them to guide Gwen and Felicia, wouldn't that be beautiful!
At this thought, he began to consciously lower his output, no longer using brute force to crush, but instead attempting to use pure combat skills to respond to Xu Wenwu's offensive.
As time moved forward, Xu Wenwu finally sensed that something was amiss. The first time, Xu Wenwu thought it was a coincidence. The second time, his brow furrowed.
The third time—when Peter used a hand of Bagua Swimming Dragon Palm to circle behind him, and subsequently used the Inch Force he himself was most proficient in to strike his back, Xu Wenwu's face thoroughly turned black.
"You are stealing moves?"
These four words were squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth. But Peter didn't even have the intention to deny it:
"Yeah, learned quite a lot of good things. You truly haven't lived this millennium in vain."
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