Chapter 201: Merciless Iron Fist, You Have No Mother "Without Thor's hammer?" Wumin Tiegan sneered, "You're talking like you can win if you use it?" The person who had run away when he saw him before was now speaking shamelessly in front of him. Where does this courage come from? Is it because of this field? Wu Min Tie Quan raised his head and looked at the sky full of flying yellow sand. It is true that in this area, he cannot use the power of the God of War. But so what? "You guys always think that I only got to this point because of the power of the God of War." Behind Wumin's iron fist, countless golden ripples emerged again. Those divine artifacts taken from the gods were displayed before Bruce.
“I never gave up on being a human being.” Merciless looked at Bruce with an iron fist. This time, his patience with the little bat had reached its limit. "The reason why I am invincible is not because of the God of War, but because of——" In an instant, Merciless Iron Fist displayed a speed beyond his body size. He pounced towards Bruce, and the artifacts flew out from the golden ripples and followed him in a mighty force. "——Because, I'm Batman!" Wumin Iron Fist flipped his hand, and Durandal, the Eternal Angel Sword, was in his hand again. The sword swung down, aiming straight for Bruce's neck. Bruce frowned and stepped back instinctively, but at this moment, another artifact blocked his way. The Sword of Hegni, a demonic sword from the Nibelungen. If Bruce took another step back, he would automatically collide with the sword and be cursed forever. Not only the Sword of Hegni. Bruce has been blocked on all sides by Merciless Iron-Fist's artifacts. He has nowhere to escape and can only stay where he is, waiting for Merciless Iron-Fist's judgment. This is the King’s Treasury! Bruce's death is inevitable! However, at this moment, there was still no fear in Bruce's eyes. "You're Batman, who am I?" He swung Thor's hammer, and the hammer shattered into countless pieces, exploding around. The fragments crashed into many artifacts, causing them to deviate from their original trajectories, opening a path for Bruce. After knocking the artifact apart, the fragments did not reassemble. In this area where the divine power was blocked, without the pulling of lightning, they fell down one by one and stuck on the wasteland. All that was left in Bruce's hand was the handle of Thor's hammer.
In other words, it is the Supreme Wand that has always been with him. In response to Bruce's question, Wu Min Tie Quan replied calmly: "If nothing unexpected happens, you can become Batman in the future. It's a pity that you have no future." "Not always." Bruce answered casually, and at this moment, countless artifacts of Wuqing Iron Fist once again poured down like a galaxy, attacking him. He waved the Supreme Magic Wand, and the fragments on the ground seemed to be summoned, flying up from the ground again and crashing into the artifacts. "Do you know what the biggest difference between you and me is?" Bruce caught a piece of the flying debris and held it in his hand, and Dumbledore's teachings on Transfiguration came to his mind. The real magic of Transfiguration is to turn the false into the real. "Transform quickly." Bruce said softly. The fragment in his hand, under the call of the spell, suddenly began to change its shape like liquid. In the blink of an eye, a long sword appeared in Bruce's hand. The appearance of that sword was exactly the same as the Angel Sword that Wumin was holding in his iron fist. "what?" Wu Min Tie Quan suddenly felt a little amused. He felt the absurdity from the bottom of his heart. Was it this kind of magic power that Bruce relied on? So what if he forged an angel sword? That is just a fake with no substance. "ridiculous." Merciless Ironhand said, "An unqualified Batman wielding a forged artifact sounds reasonable." Behind him, golden ripples spread out again. Since Bruce overestimates his own abilities, let him see what a real divine weapon is. True strength cannot be faked! "I just asked you, do you know the difference between you and me?" Bruce's face remained calm, ignoring the ripples in the sky, and he just asked his own question. Wu Min Tie Wan didn't really want to answer this question. What difference would it make? He could already guess what Bruce would say. It's nothing more than blaming oneself, such as having no sense of justice, taking the wrong path and so on. so what?
Merciless Iron-Fist's heart has always been firm, and his desire for revenge against the Batman of the main world has never wavered. "Stop being so pretentious." Wuqing swung the Angel Sword with an iron fist and slashed at Bruce. There is no mercy. Bruce turned a blind eye to this. He sighed and decided that since Wumin Iron-Fist would not answer, he would announce the answer himself. "The biggest difference between you and me is that I have seen my mother!" He raised the transformed angel sword and slashed at the Merciless Iron Fist. The two swords collided, and the noise of the collision caused ripples in the air. But this little ripple was nothing compared to the turmoil in Wu Min's iron-fisted heart. "What did you say!?" Under the iron helmet, Wumin's iron-fisted pupils were trembling. He never expected Bruce to say such a thing. "I said, I saw my mother, after the shooting that night!" Bruce smiled, holding the pseudo-angel sword, and competing with Merciless Iron Fist in sword skills. The sound of swords clashing with each other echoed between heaven and earth. Every clash was precise and powerful. Until they exerted force at the same time, both angel swords were knocked away, and Wuqing Iron Fist immediately summoned a new artifact, the magic sword Hegni. Almost at the same time, Bruce summoned the new fragment into his hand and turned it into another magic sword. "You won't forget your mother, will you?" Bruce asked curiously, "Martha Wayne, don't you remember this name?" "Don't say that name!" Wumin Iron Fist roared, raised the sword of Hegni and rushed forward, slashing down heavily. This magic sword contained infinite power of curse. When it was swung, it was as if countless tormented souls were howling on the sword. Bruce turned around and slashed, and the pseudo-magic sword in his hand actually howled out a curse. The two collided, and both Wumin Iron Fist and Bruce were knocked back. "How can it be!" This time, Wumin Iron Fist was finally shocked. "Why?!" He looked at the magic sword in Bruce's hand and asked in disbelief, "How can the fake in your hand compete with the real one!"
"Maybe it's because my mother is protecting me!" Bruce tilted his head and asked, "Strange, why didn't your mother protect you?" Mom, mom, mom… Bruce kept calling her "Mom" and "Martha" every time. Wumin Tiequan heard it and was already boiling with anger. "Why do you keep saying such things?" He angrily said, "You have no respect for your mother. You are not worthy of being Bruce Wayne!" The Batman of every world will never forget that night in the alley. Parents are the scars in their hearts that they don’t even want to mention. At least, that's what Wumin Tiegan has always done. He buried his longing for his parents deep in his heart and never revealed it to others. But today, Bruce's performance made him completely lose his composure. Why does the Batman of the main universe look so different? You don't take your parents seriously at all, do you? "Don't mention her name again!" Wuqing Ironhand threw away the sword of Hegni, golden ripples appeared, and a huge two-handed hammer appeared in his hand. Use this to smash Bruce's head! Let him know that some people's names cannot be mentioned casually! Bruce followed the Merciless Iron Fist's example and threw away the magic sword in his hand, then used another fragment to turn it into a war hammer. It seemed that he had made up his mind to use the same weapon to completely defeat Wuqing Iron Fist. Wu Mian Iron Fist could no longer tolerate such provocative behavior. He summoned more artifacts, which poured down on Bruce like a rainstorm. "it's useless." Bruce said softly, and the fragments that were originally scattered on the ground floated up out of thin air and transformed into different weapons, corresponding one by one to the pouring artifacts. "My power is not to create artifacts!" Bruce wielded his hammer and confronted the Merciless Iron Fist head-on. "There is only one thing I have to do, and that is to turn my inner self into something tangible!" Boom—the hammers collided, and Bruce and Merciless Iron Fist retreated again. This time, Wu Min's iron-fisted hands were shaking, and he felt that the hammer he had just swung had hit him hard. Bruce was doing the same thing, but smiling. Ding-ding-ding-ding—— After the artifact and the corresponding counterfeit collided, they fell to the ground one after another, without causing any harm to Bruce.
Wumin Tiequan finally felt the pressure, and he was no longer as calm as before. "Nothing to be surprised about." Bruce said softly, “These are indeed fakes, but fakes are not necessarily inferior to the real ones. “If you are the real deal, then I will be above you and defeat you! "You're Batman, and I'm— "Batman!" Wumin Iron Fist was breathing heavily, already furious. Anger, one of Batman's most fundamental powers, reappeared in him. Bruce confronted him, and between them was Wonder Woman, whose limbs were tied up and hung up with the Sky Chains. She watched all this. Between the two Bruces, the merciless and iron-fisted momentum had begun to lose. "Be prepared to take it, Merciless Iron Fist." Bruce hefted the hammer onto his shoulder, "Do we have enough reserves of the artifact?" "you--" In extreme rage, all the pores on Wumin Iron Fist's body opened. A mere thirteen-year-old child actually dared to provoke him to this extent. How dare you, how dare you! Wumin Iron Fist jumped high, and a ray of lightning appeared in his hand, the spiral sword Karadboga, which was a divine sword with a blade like lightning. The moment the spiral sword appeared, a bolt of lightning also appeared in Bruce's hand. The same. Perhaps, Bruce's Transfiguration could only imitate the appearance of the artifact. But the Mother Box's transformation of Thor's hammer has given it more possibilities, and this is the power of miracles. Bruce is now like a mirror. No matter what weapon the opponent uses, he can instantly create an identical fake. If he faces an enemy who has trained a certain weapon to perfection, he certainly cannot win. But all the martial arts that Wumin Tiequan possesses come from Diana's teachings. In other words, his fighting skills are not much better than Bruce who has the protection power of Wonder Woman! Keng—— The lightning formed by the two spiral swords collided with each other and were then knocked away at the same time. Not only that, the fake artifacts also flew out beside Bruce at the same time, entangled with their corresponding authentic ones in the air. He stood there quietly, as if standing in the center of a storm. "Merciless Iron Fist, do you want to escape now?" Bruce said softly.
This deliberate sarcasm undoubtedly touched the reverse scale of Wumin's iron fist again. Clearly, just a while ago, Bruce was the one who ran away. How many days have passed? In the blink of an eye, I became the oppressed party? But Wumin Tiegan had to admit that retreating was the best option now. "My power is suppressed." He thought to himself, "If I leave this area, I will be able to regain my divine power, and then Bruce will not be my opponent!" Only then did Wumin Tiegan realize why Bruce had mocked him. I just want to block my own thoughts in advance. How could this possibly work! "Bruce! I didn't have a good fight today!" Wumin Iron Fist suddenly flew up out of thin air, with two divine swords resting on the soles of his shoes. "Why don't you come outside with me and have another good fight!" After saying that, he flew into the sky, with countless divine weapons swirling around him, trying to pierce through this world created by Diana. This attempt was undoubtedly effective. A big hole was directly torn in the field, and the outside world was right in front of us. Bruce didn't stop him at all. Instead, he went to the side and untied the Sky Chains that were tied to Diana. "Stop him now!" As soon as Diana regained her freedom, she quickly said, "If he leaves this realm, he will have a hundred times the power of a god of war!" "don’t worry." Bruce whispered, "There's someone waiting for him outside." Who? Diana realized the answer before she could even ask the question. As he was thinking, Wumin Tiewan's body suddenly fell heavily to the ground. Looking up, he saw a figure in a red cloak hovering at the entrance of the domain, looking coldly at Wumin Tiewan, the man who once controlled him. At this time, Clark, wearing Magneto's helmet, is no longer afraid of Merciless's iron-fisted mind control. It was he who just smashed Wu Min's iron-fisted delusion of escaping with one punch. Clark landed slowly, stopping next to Bruce. Diana also stood up, twisted her wrist, and entered combat mode. Wumin Tiegan struggled to get up, and then saw an unimaginable scene. Dark Lady Diana, Hell Bat Bruce, and Red Son Clark, this mutant version of the three giants of the Justice League, are quietly waiting for him to get up. "Merciless Iron Fist, do you know what your biggest mistake is?" Bruce said calmly, "You've angered too many people!"
A flash of horror appeared in Wumin's iron-fisted eyes. The scene before him made him feel unprecedented oppression. These three people had been killed, humiliated, and controlled by him respectively, but now they stood before him like an insurmountable barrier, carrying the rage of revenge and overwhelming power. If the power of the God of War is still there, Wumin's iron fist will still have some confidence. But now, his divine power was blocked and he couldn't use it at all. And even if the divine power is still there, can we win? "You...how could you possibly unite together!" This is ridiculous! These three people have nothing in common at all! Wumin Tiequan roared, trying to regain the confidence and composure in his heart, but in the face of the absolute gap in strength, all of this seemed so pale and powerless. "Don't get me wrong, I can't actually talk to either of them." Clark took over the topic, his voice calm but powerful, "But you are the first person who can make me hate you so much, Merciless Iron Fist!" "You are too happy too early!" Wumin Tiequan gnashed his teeth and said, "I still have one last trump card!" "Then let's take a look." Bruce said calmly. As soon as the words fell, the three of them exchanged glances tacitly, and then each did their best. Bruce waved the Supreme Wand, all the fragments fell into place, and Thor's hammer reappeared. Clark mobilized all his strength, and was ready to throw the Man of Steel's ultimate punch. Diana wields the Lasso of Truth, ready to subdue the Merciless Iron Fist in one fell swoop. At this moment, Wu Mian Tie Quan finally realized what true fear was. His so-called trump card seemed vulnerable under the joint attack of three superheroes, and he could only watch himself collapse step by step. Finally, his armored body collapsed to the ground, and Bruce removed his helmet, cutting off the possibility of Merciless Iron Fist regaining his power as the God of War. Wu Min Tie Quan’s white hair was disheveled and his eyes were full of despair. "Do you have a no-killing principle? I don't have one anyway." Dark Diana suddenly said, "If you don't mind, you can give me the chance to kill him and let me show him my last love." "That will probably disappoint you." Bruce shook his head and said, "You can't kill Merciless Iron Fist. In his current state, only Clark or I can kill him." Only the Adventer can kill the Adventer. "Then I'll do it." Clark said calmly, "There's no reason to let a child kill someone."
"Batman might not be considered a human." Bruce protested, but Clark was adamant that he would be the one to take the life of the merciless iron-fisted man. Clark came in front of the Merciless Iron Fist, ready to take action. However, at this moment, Bruce suddenly realized that the despair shown by Merciless Iron Fist at this moment seemed a little wrong. There is a hint of performance. In an instant, it was like a bolt of lightning piercing Bruce's brain. He finally realized a terrible truth. The Adventers will not kill another Adventer, but will send them back to their original world! If Clark really killed the Merciless Iron Fist... He will make a comeback! "and many more!" Bruce suddenly shouted, trying to stop Clark's actions. But Merciless Iron Fist seemed to guess that Bruce would see through it all, he suddenly stood up and took the initiative to hit Clark's fist. Just when he was about to escape, a golden lasso suddenly flew from the side, wrapped around Wumin's iron fist, and dragged him to the side. "I regret." Diana deadpanned, "It suddenly occurred to me that there might be an ending that would be more suitable for him than death." (End of this chapter)