From becoming a superman to becoming invincible

On the arena, the two players took their positions.

Dr. Banner faced Loki, the first wizard of the Nine Realms.

The third battle officially began.

Unlike the previous two games.

The Asgardians in the audience were surprisingly quiet this time.

They did not wave their arms and shout to cheer for Loki, as if they had suddenly learned to watch the game in a civilized manner.

Even if someone occasionally discussed in a low voice.

The topic only revolved around the wizard who played in Kamar-Taj this time-Banner.

Discussing that he looked very weak and had a small belly, so his strength might not be strong.

Banner, who was the center of the topic, noticed this.

However, he did not care about the attention to his small belly in the discussion,

but imagined a drama in the deep palace of the gods in his mind.

The low whispers of the audience around him misled him.

He thought, even if Asgard is martial and Prince Loki does not look strong, so he is not so popular, there should be no cheers.

He looked around.

The audience seats were full of whispers.

Compared with the deafening cheers of the previous two games, it was as quiet as a pot of boiling water suddenly freezing into ice.

Banner's inner thoughts suddenly became rich.

In mythological stories, there will also be power struggles between gods.

Like the situation where two princes coexist in Asgard.

That will definitely lead to a big fight for the throne of the king of gods.

Thinking of this, Banner felt that the second prince of Asgard in front of him must have been at a disadvantage in the struggle.

Otherwise, why wouldn't the people around him even cheer.

It must be because they don't want to offend the eldest prince Thor, the god of thunder, who is in the limelight.

Banner even thought of ancient emperors such as Nero, Galba, and Otto in an instant.

He looked at Loki with a bit of pity.

The end of a failed power struggle is not good...

Banner thought, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and saluted: "Your Highness, I am Bruce Banner, the mage of Kamar-Taj."

His etiquette is very regular, so regular that even if the rigid Mordo was called to the stage to find fault at this time, it would be impossible to find any problems.

But Loki, who had just stood opposite Banner with his hands behind his back and looked at him with a kind of arrogant and vigilant eyes, suddenly looked ferocious.

"What kind of look is that!" Loki's eyes suddenly became fierce and suddenly exploded.

His back was slightly arched in anger, and he looked like a large cat that was hunting buffalo with family members, but was kicked in the head by the stupid bull and lost his face.

Banner was slightly stunned, and he became a little anxious after thinking about it.

It's bad.

Banner thought to himself that this Prince Loki must be under a lot of pressure to come to power under pressure and not be favored.

At this time, he looked at the other person with pity, which must have hurt the other person's self-esteem.

Banner hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was just thinking, um, thinking... thinking..."

Banner paused, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the palms of his hands holding the suitcase were also sweating.

Oops, what excuse should I find to explain the look just now?

Should I just say that I pity the other person? Then the apology will really become a provocation!

Banner was anxious but couldn't think of a reason, so his cheeks twitched.

Loki looked at the hesitant Midgardian and his cheeks twitched in anger.

He pointed at himself with gritted teeth: "I! Loki, the prince of Asgard!"

He paused here, looked at Odin on the stand, and continued.

"Son of Odin! God of trickery! Shouldering a glorious mission!"

Loki took a step forward.

"Your victory ends here, stupid Midgardian!"

He smiled proudly at Banner, "You should feel honored, honored to be able to fight against the noble gods!"

The whispers in the audience stopped.

Asgardians don't like Prince Loki as much as they like Thor.

After all, in the martial Asgard, Loki, who doesn't have a strong body and can only play with wisdom and illusions, is somewhat out of place.

But even if he is not welcome, Loki's words touched their hearts.

Asgard is the ruler of the nine realms.

Every Asgardian is proud of his identity.

The defeat in the first two battles made them doubt whether they were sober.

Loki's arrogant speech to Banner not only did not disgust them, but made them all stand up one by one, and the shouts rose again.

This is Asgard! They are the center of the Nine Realms. They are gods. They can’t lose!

“Loki! Loki!”

“We will win! We will win!”

The sound of the sea waves swept through every corner of the arena.

RestIn the room, Tony stroked his chin and looked outside, his eyebrows raised high, wondering when Banner would release the big guy in his body.

In the stands, Leon laughed and teased Odin: "It seems that Prince Loki is very confident in his strength. Didn't my accidental injury affect his condition before?"

Odin's eyes stayed on Banner, and he was a little silent.

"It doesn't matter." He said faintly.

On the arena.

Loki smiled brightly and excitedly spread his arms to welcome the cheers from all around, as if victory was already destined.

Banner scratched his cheek standing opposite.

Looking at the green figure with arms outstretched in the sun.

He was a little confused, and suddenly he had the illusion that he was an audience member invited to the stage at the concert.

But he breathed a sigh of relief again.

It seems that Loki doesn't care about his previous pitying eyes.

"Well, excuse me..." Loki was enjoying the cheers, and Banner raised the suitcase and asked weakly.

"I'm a beastmaster. There are several magical animals inside to assist in the battle. Can I bring them with me?"

Before Loki looked over, Banner said again: "I know that fighting with magical animals is a case of outnumbering the minority. If that doesn't work, then I'll put the suitcase under the stage..."

Even in the noisy shouts, Loki clearly caught what Banner said.

He glanced at Banner with contempt.

Beastmaster? What beasts can this Midgardian control?

For a stupid wizard from a backward place, controlling a few hyenas is probably the limit.

How dare he show off his skills in front of him, the number one wizard in the nine realms.

"No matter what means you use, in front of me, any action you take is just a futile struggle."

Loki put down his arms, put them behind his back, and raised his chin.

"Instead of embarrassing yourself here, why not just kneel down and surrender."

"Isn't this what you want? You want to be conquered and enslaved."

"The so-called challenge is just to make friends with Asgard."

"In that case, why not just surrender."

Loki looked at Banner sarcastically.

He was a little worried that the other party would be as outrageous as the first two Midgardians.

But since the other party is a beastmaster...

Beastmaster, huh, what a novel word.

Loki has already seen his victory.