Chapter 38
Benefactor, you are not even willing to call me a holy monk?
"Banner? You think wearing a red sheet makes you a high monk?"
"Release the monster inside you and fight me!"
The loathing grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven, yellow teeth, and the bone spurs on its back trembled slightly with excitement.
Faced with the monster that loomed like a mountain, Banner stepped forward to meet it.
His brocade robes fluttered in the wind, and his originally timid face showed no emotion whatsoever.
"Jarvis, analyze what this thing looks like."
"I mean, is this level of ugliness caused by a genetic mutation, or because he landed face-first as a child?"
Tony stepped forward, his fighting spirit already soaring.
"Sir, according to the scan, it is a failed product of human interaction with gamma radiation."
"From a human aesthetic standard, it is indeed an eyesore."
Jarvis added insult to injury with a calm, British accent.
"See? Even AI thinks you're uniquely ugly." Tony shrugged.
"Roar! Tin Man, I'll crush you like a sardine!"
Enraged, he roared, and the surrounding glass shattered from the sound.
Boom!
He stomped his foot, and the ground rippled like waves, turning him into a cannonball that hurtled towards the crowd.
In the distance, behind an overturned armored command vehicle, General Ross, covered in dust, held up his binoculars.
When he saw hatred rush toward the red-robed bald man, his heart leaped into his throat.
"What is Banner doing?! Why isn't he transforming? Is that idiot trying to withstand the impact of the Abomination with his body?"
General Ross roared into the walkie-talkie, "All units! Open fire! Cover that idiot!"
Da da da da!
The surviving soldiers pulled the trigger, bullets hitting the abomination and sending sparks flying, but it wasn't even enough to tickle him.
Ignoring this, the abomination tore through the air and slammed straight at Banner's skull.
Nearly.
ten meters.
five meters.
You can even smell the nauseating, fishy stench coming from the mouth of the loathsome creature.
Li Ang stood at the back with his arms crossed, showing no intention of making a move.
Patton had already nocked the arrow, but seeing that Li Ang hadn't moved, he held back.
As for Thor?
This guy was busy comforting the Pikachu on his shoulder, whose fur was standing on end in fright, and muttered, "Don't be afraid, little mouse. This monster may be a bit big, but it's definitely not as tough as Heimdall."
Just as the hateful fist was less than a meter away from Banner.
Banner, who had been keeping his eyes down, slowly raised his head.
Those gentle eyes that were originally human were now majestic and indifferent, like a god looking down on an ant.
"You beast."
Banner's lips parted slightly, his voice not loud, yet it eerily drowned out the clamor of the battlefield, even producing a visible golden sound signature.
"How dare you presume to show off your limited knowledge and skills before an expert?"
boom!
The moment the words left his mouth, the space behind Banner shattered as if a mirror had been laid.
A phantom figure, interwoven with emerald green and golden light, slowly rose to its feet.
Hulk, standing over four meters tall with muscles bulging like a dragon, also draped in an illusory robe, and with his eyes wide open in fury, has made his appearance!
"What is this? A Stand attack?"
Li Ang raised an eyebrow. Why is this art style starting to resemble JOJO more and more?
The moment this Buddha Hulk appeared, it did not roar like a beast as usual, but instead pushed forward with one hand, following Banner's movements.
boom! ! !
One large and one small, one real and one illusory.
The two fists collided violently in mid-air.
There was no scene as expected of Banner being smashed into a pulp.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
That devastating punch, which was so abhorrent, was effortlessly caught by that illusory green figure with a single palm!
"What?!"
His yellowish-brown pupils contracted violently in disgust.
He felt as if he had struck not air or energy, but an unshakeable mountain!
The recoil force traveled back through his arm, causing his iron-hard bones to creak under the strain.
"This...how is this possible?!"
General Ross's telescope in the distance had fallen to the ground.
He had studied the Hulk for so many years and had never seen this form before!
There was no anger, no loss of control, only absolute suppression!
"Is this the power you're so proud of?"
Banner maintained his single-handed palm-up posture, his expression one of pity. "Too weak."
"Damn it! Don't underestimate me!!"
Hatred had gone completely mad. With his other hand, he grabbed a lamppost from the roadside and stabbed it viciously into Banner's heart.
"Stubborn and obstinate."
Banner shook his head, the pity in his eyes turning into a murderous intent like the wrath of a Vajra.
"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
hold head high!
A high-pitched and stirring dragon roar resounded throughout the skies above New York.
On Banner's bare right shoulder and back, the dragon tattoo that had been stationary suddenly came to life, began to move across his skin, and emitted a dazzling red light.
next second.
Banner lightly touched the ground with his toes.
No running start or power generation is required.
His body was lifted vertically into the air by thirty meters under the Buddha's light!
The brocade robe spread out in the air, like a red cloud obscuring the sky.
The abomination raised its head and looked at the tiny figure floating in mid-air. For some reason, a fear from the depths of its soul made it want to kneel down.
"What is that...?"
The voice of hatred began to tremble.
In mid-air.
Banner's hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals. With each seal, a huge golden Sanskrit character would condense in the air.
At this moment, he is Bruce Banner, the Hulk, and the fierce-looking Vajra Fahai!
"World Honored One Ksitigarbha! Prajna Buddhas! Prajna Paramita Emptiness!"
As the last incantation was recited.
Banner suddenly pressed down with his palm.
Rumble!
The world changed color.
The phantom of Hulk loomed behind Banner, while a giant dragon made entirely of golden gamma energy coiled around Hulk's arm!
The dragon roared, with the power to judge all sins, and was enveloped in golden light as it crashed down on the abominations on the ground!
At that moment, the night in Harlem was as bright as day.
All anyone could see was a golden dragon descending from the sky, and the resounding words echoed in their ears—
"The dragon soars in the sky!"
"I think this move should be called..." Li Ang took a sip of cola, watching the palm strike descending from the sky, a slight smile playing on his lips, "The Tathagata Palm?"
No, it should be called the Nuclear Energy Palm.
boom!!!!
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the air in the center of the street.