Bab 199: Chapter 199: Another Battle with The Mandarin
Watching The Mandarin step slowly to Killian's side after his appearance, Clark was the first to break the silence, "Have your injuries healed?"
The Mandarin slowly raised his right hand, placing it in front of his chest, where the position of his ring finger was notably severed at the root, making it particularly conspicuous, "My injury, I'm afraid, will never be able to heal."
Of course, Clark was not asking about his finger.
However, from the opponent's reply, he already understood the implied meaning.
The Mandarin's internal injuries had healed, a fact that could be discerned from his aura. Even more, Clark faintly felt that the Mandarin standing before him was even more powerful and terrifying than before! Could it be that he, too, had made a breakthrough after suffering severe injuries? Compared to such a martial arts-like answer, Clark was actually more inclined to another speculation.
That is, The Mandarin, just like Killian and those other unfortunate souls injected with the Extremis virus, had become a servant of Dormammu, "It seems that you've also become a lapdog for Dormammu. What about your pride, your dignity?"
"Heh…" With a cold laugh, The Mandarin disdainfully responded, "Lord Dormammu has given me eternal life and formidable power. Compared to that, what is a little dignity worth?"
Pausing for a moment, he added, "As for pride, I plan to use the power bestowed by Lord Dormammu to take it back from Monica Rambow."
"Unfortunately, I can't find her."
During the conversation, The Mandarin's expression turned extremely ferocious, and the mark of Dormammu on his forehead instantly appeared, "I remember Monica Rambow once said something to me in the Middle East, 'beat the small one, and the big one will come out.' Now that I can't find the big one, I'll start by killing you, the small one. Maybe she will come out to die herself?"
As he spoke, The Mandarin suddenly waved his right hand, and a whirlwind arose from his palm out of thin air, immediately sweeping up all the items in the house towards Clark and his companions.
Clark, however, did not dodge or avoid, simply raising his left hand lightly, and a repulsive magnetic field appeared out of nowhere, instantly blocking the whirlwind and all the objects it carried from The Mandarin.
"What is Dormammu, looking like Thanos's chin, even worthy of being called 'Lord'?" Clark coldly retorted, suddenly increasing the force in his hand, lightly pressing towards the void in front of him, "Divine Wrath!"
Seeing Clark exert his force, The Mandarin also increased his output of Qi, and the immense dark energy within him, far surpassing anyone Clark had ever seen, amplified his Qi to a terrifying degree. The rampant whirlwind, at this moment, emitted piercing screams, colliding head-on with Clark's "Divine Wrath."
"Boom!"
With a huge explosion, an entire villa was instantly torn to shreds by the repulsive force and the whirlwind.
Bricks and stones flew everywhere, dust billowed!
After everything had settled, only two areas on the ground of the villa's ruins remained intact.
One was where Clark was standing, which included Tony and Pepper behind him.
The other was where The Mandarin was, with only Killian, whom he protected, not attacked.
The other terrorists injected with the Extremis virus were directly blown away by the hurricane. The luckier ones were severely injured and then brought back by the Extremis virus, while the unluckier ones directly demonstrated what a real human bomb is, completely dispersing between heaven and earth without leaving any trace.
As the saying goes, an expert's move reveals if there's any substance.
After one strike, Clark was almost certain of The Mandarin's current strength, not inferior to his own! And Tony, completely dumbfounded by the side.
In fact, from the moment The Mandarin revealed his incomplete palm, Tony had confirmed that this person was not the same buffoon actor he had seen before, but he had not expected that the true The Mandarin would be so powerful, capable of fighting evenly with Clark!
However, The Mandarin was now squinting his eyes, filled with astonishment.
A year ago, in the Middle East, when he fought with Clark, he was completely dominating this young Chinese man.
But in just a short year, had this kid grown to such a terrifying extent?
Even with the power enhancement received from Lord Dormammu, he could only barely compete with him on an equal footing! His gaze fell on the magic ring on Clark's left little finger, The Mandarin coldly said, "I didn't expect my ring in your hands could exert such terrifying power. However, unfortunately, you with only one ring are doomed not to be my opponent."
"True formidable power, having one is already enough. Having more rings, but not being able to exert their due power, is also in vain." Clark retorted, then whispered to Tony beside him, "Take your wife and hide far away, this guy is not easy to deal with. In a while, when the fight starts, I might not be able to look after you."
Tony nodded seriously, then picked up Pepper beside him, activated the propulsion system of his suit, and quickly retreated to a distant place.
Killian and those terrorists injected with the Extremis virus just wanted to stop them but were forcefully suppressed by the firepower of Tony's Iron Legion.
With no worries left, Clark called upon the vibranium cape behind him with his mind and Qi control, turning it into a sword that fell into his palm.
At the same time, his left fist clenched tightly, and a transparent milky white light shield appeared on the fist's edge.
Ready for everything, Clark forcefully propelled himself with his feet, charging towards The Mandarin like a cannonball, creating a suffocating terrifying airflow along the way, stirring up dust and obscuring everyone's vision.
"Bring it on!" The Mandarin also roared, his left fist suddenly gathering a ball of purple lightning, and with a reverse punch, the electric light shot towards Clark head-on.
Clark, with the same punch, charged with potential energy, bravely collided with the lightning.
Upon impact, the air shattered like broken glass, and the exploding electrical energy also blocked the force from spreading to The Mandarin.
The terrifying energy collision directly shattered the ground, not even sparing the villa's basement, which was directly collapsed, leaving only a terrifyingly deep pit in its place.
Seemingly disliking the interference of dust obscuring his vision, Clark and The Mandarin simultaneously flew up after this clash, each rising into the sky, and terrifying attacks continued to be launched from their hands towards each other, as if costless.
On Clark's side, finger winds, fist auras, leg shadows, and sword qi echoed each other, while The Mandarin's side featured ice, fire, beams, and magnetic fields flying together.
Within a hundred meters of them, it had already become a no-man's land, whether it was the Extremis virus-enhanced terrorists or Tony's Iron Man suits, anyone who stepped half a step over the line was instantly shredded by the overflowing energy!
After a few moments, the overflowing attacks paused.
Clark, looking at The Mandarin in front of him, smiled slightly, "I didn't expect Dormammu's power to bring you to this level. Now that the warm-up is over, let's see my unique technique!"
"Sun Fist!"
With a roar, Clark's palm suddenly burst out with a blinding white light.
The same technique, with his current strength, appeared even more terrifying, illuminating the surrounding area with white light for a moment.
Taking advantage of the light, Clark moved with the sword, aiming directly at The Mandarin's throat.
However, the expected brief blinding effect did not occur, because amidst the pale world, there was one place engulfed in darkness, right where The Mandarin was!
The next moment, the white light along with the afternoon sunlight was drawn into this darkness, quickly condensed and shrunk, and then was absorbed into the ring on his right thumb, returning to calm.
Just as the light was completely devoured by the darkness, The Mandarin's aura suddenly climbed to a new height, and with a punch, a purple-black thunderbolt turned into a beam of lightning, charging towards Clark.
And with this thunderbolt launched, The Mandarin's just-escalated aura returned to normal.
It turned out, he had used the dark energy from the ring on his right thumb to devour Clark's previous Sun Fist and the light energy between heaven and earth, and then launched it through the lightning ring on his left middle finger.
Light turned into darkness, intertwined with thunder, doubling its power? What a move by The Mandarin, combining the dark energy given by Dormammu with the black light ring, unleashing a terrifying power that even Clark was shocked by! Seeing this, Clark fiercely stamped on the void with his right foot, using the trembling function of the Boots of Hermes, which had not been used for a long time, propelling his body rapidly to the side.
"Think you can hide? Not so easy!"
The Mandarin, having gained the upper hand with one strike, would not allow Clark to escape easily. He saw him suddenly swing his left hand towards Clark's direction, and the terrifying beam of lightning suddenly made a sharp turn in mid-air, chasing after Clark's direction of escape.
With a relentless stance, determined to force Clark to hard confront this unstoppable thunderbolt strike! "I can control lightning too!"
Seeing the opponent's relentless stance, Clark knew he could no longer hide his skills, and his left palm suddenly burst out with a flash of lightning, shooting towards The Mandarin's position.
With the white, light-born thunderbolt appearing, the purple-black lightning pillar immediately abandoned Clark as its target, like a cat smelling blood, without hesitation, turned its direction, chasing after the white lightning.
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