In Marvel: Too Many S-Class Talents to Use

"Where? Who is there?!"

After repeatedly confirming that his body was fine, Su Ming continued to increase the speed of absorbing ether particles.

In a blink of an eye, it had gained control of most of the ether particles, and the first action was to order the ether particles to stop spreading to various countries.

The energy on the panel has reached an exaggerated 325%.

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the wounded Thor faint after hearing his voice.

"This big brother is a real man. If he really uses his life-threatening moves, the consequences will be very serious..."

It’s amazing to think that even a scene as big as the Battle of New York didn’t make Thor so embarrassed.

He just sold a spaceship and changed the original plot, forcing Thor to become like this.

A nameless anger rose up uncontrollably.

If Thor really lost to a strong man, Su Ming would be convinced.

But Spicy Chicken Strips is obviously a straw bag, relying on the special features of ether particles to gain the upper hand in this Five Horses and Long Spears.

Thor was exhausted, but he still wanted to take refuge and fight with the other party...

For this reason, Su Ming only wants to say one thing:

"My friend, it's not worth it..."

Yes, it's really not worth it to fight to this extent for such a rubbish villain.

At this time, Su Ming no longer deliberately absorbed energy, but walked slowly towards Malekith with an expressionless face.

It's time to put an end to this idiot...

A large number of ether particles formed the shape of burning flames behind Su Ming, tightly surrounding and following Su Ming, and his momentum continued to rise.

"Tread, step, step..."

As he took steps forward, a hint of pressure gradually emerged.

The dust around was stirred up by this invisible force and hovered near the red figure.

It seemed as if I wouldn't dare land without his permission.

After only a few steps, Su Ming was able to get rid of the strong sense of oppression.

For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was the villain between Su Ming and Malekith.

With a casual wave of his hand, a stream of ether particles wrapped around the unconscious Thor and sent him away from the center of the storm.

His vision gradually became clear, and a hysterical dark elf appeared in front of Su Ming.

His eyes were as bright as stars, his gaze as sharp as a knife, Su Ming showed no emotion at all:

"Are you looking for me?"

Malekith, whose mind was on the verge of collapse, finally saw the culprit who was hindering his plan.

"It's him?!"

His pupils shrank, and the image of Su Ming dominating him instantly filled his mind, but he still refused to admit defeat:

I can still control the ether particles! I still have a chance! I won't give up! ...

Malekith's eyes gradually changed from initial shock to resentment and finally to madness.

"I want you to die!"

As Malekith roared hoarsely, two black shadows quickly passed through the space gate and returned to his body - they were the broken arms that had been teleported away.

The severed arm returned, and under the influence of the energy of the ether particles, the wound healed rapidly.

Malekith waved his hands vigorously, trying to control all the ether particles to brew his strongest attack.

Unlike Malekith who looked as if he was facing a great enemy, Su Ming just stood there calmly with no expression on his face.

His eyes were filled with indifference.

It was like watching a clown's clumsy performance.

Spicy Chicken Strips was surprised to find that his control over the ether particles was significantly enhanced after his arms returned to normal.

This undoubtedly brought him a lot of winning opportunities.

He stared at Su Ming with eyes flashing with excitement, and a hint of hope flashed through his heart.

Because Su Ming still looked like he had no intention of taking action.

If this had happened in the past, the Dark Elf King Malekith would have urged the other party to attack with noble elegance.

But the situation is different now. If the ether particles are not spread out at the critical moment of space aggregation, his plan will be completely in vain.

So no matter what the other party thinks at this time, whether he underestimates the enemy or has some conspiracy, it cannot change Malekith's idea of ​​​​quickly eliminating him.

Soon, Malekith's attack was ready.

It was a large mass of highly concentrated ether particles, filled with the violent energy of Malekith's hatred.

He compressed the ether particles that were nearly two stories high into the size of a basketball, which shows its energy density.

The dark red ether particles had now turned deep black, and the faint light that was revealed indicated the immense power of this move.

"Remember, boy! You died because of your arrogance..."

Spicy Chicken Strips regained his control of the situation at this time. With the killer move in hand, the world is mine!

Su Ming remained silent. He looked at the basketball-sized energy ball in Malekith's hand with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Compressing energy... can you be a little more creative...?"

The contempt in Su Ming's eyes completely ignited Malekith's anger.

You should be terrified and kneel down to beg for mercy. Why is there such a contemptuous look?

There is a way to die!

"Come and die!"

Malekith raised his hands high, then threw the energy ball in his hands towards Su Ming with all his strength.

The compressed energy ball flew towards Su Ming at a not very fast speed.

This made Su Ming even more certain of the idea that Spicy Shredded Chicken was a loser.

"You can't even pass the ball properly, what a loser..."

Thinking of this, Su Ming slowly raised his right hand to his left ear. When the energy ball came in front of him...

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Su Ming's whole body suddenly shone with dazzling light, especially his raised right hand.

"Snapped!!"

A backhand shot, the signature move of the national table tennis team - a straight-blade horizontal hit.

The difference is that Su Ming doesn't have a racket in his hand, nor does he need one.

He slapped the energy ball hard with his backhand, making a crisp sound.

After Malekith threw out his ultimate move, he waited for Su Ming to fall to the ground with a sneer on his face, but after a moment, his expression became completely dull.

There was no explosion.

The energy ball was not bounced back either.

A ray of sunlight shone on Spicy Chicken's face, and the dazzling feeling made the dark elf feel physically resistant.

Hasn't darkness already fallen?

Why is there sunshine?

What about the ether particle storm?

What about the energy ball?

Chapter 135 After One Move

"Fault! Fault!..."

Looking at the controller in her hand, Jane knew that the several times she had activated the switch just now had not achieved the desired effect.

This made her extremely anxious.

Thor didn't gain any advantage in the duel with the opponent just now, let alone the enemy has now summoned an energy storm of such a scale.

The careful Jane discovered the solemnity hidden under Thor's calmness, and the only way she could help was to turn on the equipment.

But now, even the only means that can help Thor has failed. Jane can't imagine what kind of dangerous situation Thor will face in the storm.

"This set of machines should be broken..."

Eric saw the red prompt on the screen and warned.

But Jane, whose mind was full of Thor, didn't hear Eric's prompt at all, or even if she did, she was unwilling to accept it and kept trying to activate the switch:

"Da da……"

The controller knob keeps making noises.

"Oh! Kaman! God..."

Jane's prayers were not answered, and the screen still displayed "fault".

Eric and the others looked at each other as they watched the scene before them, and opened their mouths but didn't know how to comfort Jane, who was confused by her concern.

At this moment, a figure wrapped in red energy slowly floated out from the storm.

The stable appearance formed a sharp contrast with the raging storm behind.

"It's Thor!"

The sharp-eyed intern recognized the Thor's cape floating in the energy and subconsciously called out.

Jane also noticed the suspicious energy and recognized that it contained her lover. She threw away the controller and ran over.

As several people ran to Thor's side one after another, the ball of ether particles supporting him gently put Thor down.

Jane held the unconscious Thor in her arms, and her heart was bleeding as she looked at his miserable appearance.

Is this still the same Thor who was down and out but still had an aristocratic temperament?

Looking at Thor's closed eyes, Jane reached out to tidy up the loose hair on his forehead, and a tear of heartache silently slid down her face.

"Thor seems to have just fainted, so he shouldn't be in any serious trouble..."

Eric tries to comfort a heartbroken Jane, but he doesn't seem to be very good at it.

"Huh? The energy that brought out Thor seems to be the same as the one that formed the storm..."

The intern discovered the problem. This energy obviously belonged to the enemy. How could they have escorted Thor out while he was unconscious?

Would the enemy be so kind?

Now that Thor is here, won't Silver Duke be left alone in the storm?

Even someone as powerful as Thor ended up unconscious, so I hope nothing happens to Silver Duke...

Thinking of this, the intern looked at the rolling storm with concern.

Suddenly, the intern's eyes widened unconsciously, his mouth opened subconsciously, and his pupils trembled.

“What the f**k…”

He saw something he had never seen before in his life.

The red storm that originally spanned two blocks and was a hundred meters high disappeared in an instant.

Only scattered red particles were left floating in the distant sky.

It looked like they had been forcefully beaten apart.

As the storm dissipated, the sun shone again, bringing a ray of light to the messy streets.

At this moment, a strong wind blew from the center of the storm, sweeping away large and small debris and dust on the streets and sweeping them in all directions.

"Crackling..."

Gravel, dust and various building debris were blown by the strong wind, hitting everything they encountered.