Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 86 Loki’s No Misfortune (Additional update!)
As the main body suffered a heavy blow, Loki's phantom clone instantly shattered like foam, turning into starlight and dissipating in the air.

He staggered and took several steps back, covering his red and swollen left eye, which was now swollen and black and blue.

Loki's eyes burned with rage as he glared at Harry fiercely. He then regrouped and charged at Harry again: "I was careless just now and didn't dodge. This is the first round!"

Before he finished speaking, he kicked his foot hard, leaving a shallow footprint on the ground in an instant, and his body tore through the air and rushed towards Harry.

That being said, Harry had long known the cunning of the God of Trickery. The magic power in his body surged instantly, spreading wildly in all directions like agile tentacles, keenly sensing the abnormal fluctuations around him.

Sure enough, several invisible magic beams approached him rapidly from behind.

These magic beams are not fatal, but they will cause injuries if hit, and will cause confusion, dizziness, freezing and other negative effects for a long time afterwards.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Harry's face. "Loki, you're still so despicable and shameless, hiding in the dark and doing shameful little things!"

He took out his wand and cast a layer of Shield Charm on himself. After completing all this, Harry turned his wrist lightly, and the wand disappeared again and was put into his pocket dimension.

He also kicked his feet hard, and rushed towards Loki with the surging power of thunder. Wherever he passed, the air was distorted by ionization.

The magic beams hidden in the air at the back arrived first, and the armor spell intercepted all the magic beams.

But although it intercepted all the magic, it became extremely fragile. In the first close encounter between Harry and Loki, it was like a piece of glass hit by a sledgehammer. With a crack, it turned into fragments and dissipated into the air.

A series of magic used to strengthen the body, such as electric current enhancement, magic enhancement, electromagnetic force coverage, etc., were all applied to Harry.

These magic spells put heavy pressure on his body, but at the same time, they also allowed his physical fitness to improve by leaps and bounds.

The two figures intertwined, and the dagger in Loki's hand was wrapped in a sharp gust of wind, like two cold rays, stabbing towards Harry swiftly.

But Harry was prepared. Just when the dagger was about to stab him, he suddenly stretched out his arm and, with his powerful strength and agility, accurately blocked the dagger swung by Loki.

Then, Harry raised his palm without hesitation and slapped Loki's cheek fiercely with a whistling sound.

"Snapped!"

This crisp sound seemed particularly abrupt in the duel arena. Loki's thin cheeks trembled like waves, and his originally fair face quickly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was stained with tomato color.

At the same time, a streak of bright red blood slowly flowed out of his nose, along the corner of his mouth, and dripped onto the cold ground.

The power of this slap was so incredible that Loki's body swayed uncontrollably several times like a kite with a broken string, and his mind went blank.

He was stunned by the sudden slap!
But soon, he regrouped, quickly adjusted his state, raised his other hand and stabbed Harry.

But this time the result was the same as last time, his attack was easily blocked by Harry, and he was slapped in the face again.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of slapping echoed in the air again, this time with more force than the last time.

Loki's cheeks swelled up instantly, and both sides of his face were swollen identically, all bright red, like ripe apples.

His original arrogant and stern look disappeared, replaced by a look of embarrassment and ridiculousness.

Looking at Loki like this, Harry couldn't help but laugh out loud, and couldn't help but teasing him, "You look much cuter now than usual!" Compared to Harry's joyful mood, Loki's mood was not so good. He roared, "Harry Potter!"

At this moment, the humiliation and anger in his heart reached its peak. He dreamed of gaining the upper hand in the next battle and then severely humiliating Harry.

However, he was no match for Harry in close combat and was completely at a disadvantage.

Harry's attacks were as intense as a storm, punch after punch, kick after kick landing on him, leaving him with no power to fight back.

Soon, Loki's head was broken and bleeding, and bright red blood flowed down his forehead and cheeks.

Finally, after narrowly avoiding a powerful punch from Harry, Loki seized a fleeting opportunity and flashed to create distance between himself and Harry.

Looking at Loki fleeing in embarrassment, Harry let out a carefree smile. He did not choose to pursue the man, but stayed where he was, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath.

"call……"

Harry let out a long sigh, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He really felt great about beating someone up just now, especially since his target was that annoying guy Loki. This feeling of satisfaction soared exponentially!
Sure enough, the fight between men should be a fight to the bitter end!

Loki stood in the distance, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a layer of illusory illusion enveloped himself.

Under the effect of this magic, his originally messy clothes became smooth and flat, his swollen cheeks returned to their former whiteness, and the blood at the corners of his mouth quietly disappeared. In a blink of an eye, he turned back into his elegant and graceful appearance.

"Hmph!" Loki snorted coldly, his neck stiffening. Although he pretended to be calm on his face, his eyes still revealed an unconcealable panic.
"Just now doesn't count. I'm not ready yet. Let's start the second round. A battle between mages should be fought with magic. Close combat is something only crude warriors do!"

As soon as Loki finished speaking, boos broke out from the audience. It seemed that none of the Asgardian warriors bought into Loki's words.

A real man should punch the flesh!

Seeing that Loki was still resisting, Harry shook his head and couldn't help laughing:
"No, Loki, the duel is over. You didn't really think that after taking so many punches from me, I wouldn't leave anything on you, did you?"

Loki's face turned pale as paper in an instant. He immediately wanted to mobilize his magic power to check his body, but it was too late.

Harry raised his hand slowly, gently bent his slender fingers, and then snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

This light sound was particularly abrupt in the silent battlefield.

In an instant, a sharp and piercing sound burst out from Loki's body, and the sound was like a thousand birds singing in unison in his ears.
The residual electricity from when Harry's fist landed on Loki was triggered by the snap of his fingers.

The electric currents transformed into countless silver snakes, roaming wildly and wreaking havoc around Loki's body, causing him to twitch uncontrollably.

In the blink of an eye, Harry's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Loki, holding the sacred sword of Vishanti in his hand, and it was placed across Loki's neck!

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