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Batman's debut in Universe 9527 wasn't perfect. The traditional spooky entrance was executed flawlessly, but he flubbed his first line, accidentally using a line from a chewing gum commercial.

But it's okay, it was just a minor slip-up. After all, even the villains in the comics have discussed how similar Green Arrow and Batman are.

Even if he messed up the line, it doesn't matter as long as the upcoming action scene is done in one take.

No sooner said than done, Yang Le threw his cape back and charged towards the Dark Elf. The latter naturally wouldn't sit idly by, and wielding daggers in both hands, charged towards Yang Le as well.

As a mature Batman, one must adhere to the fundamental principle of always using fists and kicks when facing enemies of equal size. As a standard comic book fan, Yang Le certainly wouldn't forget this.

Raising his fists, Yang Le adopted a standard boxing stance. The gauntlets encasing his arms shimmered with a subtle, barely perceptible dark light under the faint moonlight, as he directly met Nibi's two incoming daggers.

Seeing this, Nibi was secretly delighted. His pair of daggers weren't the shoddy trinkets sold in Midgardian shopping malls; they were custom-made weapons crafted by the artisans of Svartalfheim, specifically for spies.

Of course, don't underestimate them just because they're standard issue. These were carefully selected by Svartalfheim's artisans through generations of refinement, rigorously tested and proven over countless trials.

Moreover, their magical adaptability was also top-notch.

"Buzz!"

In the dark space, a faint green light illuminated the blades of Nibi's dual-wielded daggers, looking extremely ominous.

A cruel arc appeared on Nibi's lips. He had applied a curse to his daggers, not only enhancing their sharpness by a level but also causing a flesh-rotting curse upon cutting the enemy's skin, ensuring his enemies tasted the meaning of bone-corroding poison.

"Clang!"

The arc on Nibi's lips vanished. His two daggers failed to cut open the arm guards of this spooky figure before him. In the dark space illuminated only by faint moonlight, only a burst of sparks lit up.

This indicated that the forging craftsmanship of this suit, at least this pair of gauntlets, was not inferior to the artisans of Svartalfheim. Could this really be possible?

Even if Nibi didn't dare to believe it, the fact had already happened before his eyes, and now was the battle, not the time for useless contemplation.

"Clang clang clang!"

In a flurry of sparks, several intense clashes occurred. Yang Le, relying on his pair of gauntlets, firmly suppressed the Dark Elf spy before him. For a time, the originally pitch-black room seemed to light up like an old-fashioned light bulb with loose connections.

Nibi was now suffering unspeakably. This Midgardian was like a beast. Just seven or eight collisions had made his tiger's mouth sore and numb. Nibi even suspected that the daggers in his hand would fly out in the next collision.

The magic he had applied also had no effect on the opponent's armor. Was this guy really a Midgardian? Or was it an Asgardian who deliberately wore strange clothes to tease him?

"Clang!"

Another collision, but this time Yang Le seized the opportunity created by his opponent's numb arm, using the blade on his left gauntlet to jam Nibi's incoming dagger.

"Click!"

The armor, transformed from the super weapon Ruyi, which was made by imitating QQ, moved according to Yang Le's will. The row of blades on the gauntlet suddenly contracted, firmly clamping the dagger, no matter how hard Nibi tried, he couldn't pull out his weapon.

Helpless, Nibi had no choice but to abandon the weapon. After all, he still had another dagger and magic to fight with, but the choice to withdraw his weapon at the first moment sealed his defeat.

Yang Le raised his left hand, trapping the dagger, and taking advantage of his height, lifted Nibi up a little. At this time, the Dark Elf lacked the help of one arm, resulting in an open defense. Yang Le took the opportunity to lift his right leg and stomped on Nibi's left leg.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

After a chilling sound of bone cracking, Nibi's screams immediately echoed in the room. Losing the support of his left foot, his body had no choice but to fall to the side.

"Ding!"

Controlling the arm blade to break the clamped dagger, Yang Le strode towards Nibi, who was lying on the ground. Seeing this, the latter knew he couldn't escape, and immediately tried to activate the self-destruct magic on his body.

Looking at the Dark Elf spy whose body was glowing with an unnatural light, Yang Le, who had learned a lot of information from Franklin, knew that this guy wanted to be loyal to Malekith.

Then Yang Le couldn't let him get his wish. The next second, he tapped his toe on the ground and turned into a black shadow, rushing in front of the Dark Elf, and suddenly pressed him to the ground with his right hand.

In the darkness that was not easily noticed, Yang Le's right hand changed for a while, and finally turned into a thick mechanical arm, and then a white light wave shot out from the heavy palm, and the Dark Elf pressed on the ground by Yang Le began to twitch.

This twitch was not like the twitch of being electrocuted, but more like a character in an image being pressed on the rewind button. Sure enough, the original brighter and brighter light on Nibi's body began to gradually dim until it disappeared.

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Nibi stopped twitching, and glanced blankly at Yang Le, who didn't know when he was pressing on him. He clearly had five or six meters away from this guy just now.

But don't care about these small things, as long as he activates the self-destruct magic, this guy who is so close to him will definitely be blown into meat paste, but even if he dies, this guy will definitely not escape.

"Humph!"

Nibi activated the self-destruct magic, the light lit up again, Yang Le used the ability of the Clock King, Nibi was stunned again, and then after a brief heart-to-heart session, he prepared to activate the self-destruct magic.

After reversing the self-destruct magic again with the Clock King's ability, Yang Le gave Nibi a punch in annoyance with his left fist and knocked him out.

When reversing time, he didn't keep the memory of this spy, so he played with him several times like a familiar swallow returning home. One or two times is a bit interesting, but these two or three times are a bit annoying.

After all, there is no third time. If it is put in a movie, the audience will say that it is a waste of time.

Looking at the mess in the house, Yang Le reached out and picked up the Dark Elf lying on the floor, then walked towards the broken window. The movement just now was a bit loud, maybe someone has already called the police.

Sure enough, Yang Le had just walked into the window when he heard the familiar sound of sirens. Since he came to the free country, the tune he was most familiar with was not two tigers or something, but this burst of rapid woo-ah-woo sound.

But it doesn't matter, these people can't catch him at all, and Yang Le is now preparing to find a good place to pay tribute to another classic scene of Batman.