I Am In Marvel Chapter 106: Super Ninja

This school of gymnasium is different from the previous gymnasiums that overestimated their own capabilities or adhered to the Bushido. It seems that they are very aware of their own weakness and the strength of the enemy, and they are determined to fight to the death.

"Let's start." Kyle stared seriously, raised his fists crossed in front of his chest, six dark claws poked out, and the venom suit also entered a full-coverage fighting state.

His dark body, which seemed to be born purely for fighting and killing, released a cold, cruel and oppressive aura, which was intimidating.

"All disciples of Hojo Itto-ryu listen to the order. We will live and die with the gym today and fight until the last drop of blood is shed!" Hojo Maru shouted, holding Murasame in both hands and standing in front of him. The swordsmanship disciples behind him Still with the belief that he would die, he drew the sword in his hand.

"Kill!!" Everyone in the gym hall roared, raised their swords, and rushed forward with their clogs on.

"Come on!" Kyle smiled coldly, without any intention of evading. He lowered his body and sprinted explosively, choosing to fight head-on with one against many.

We are used to fighting many big and small battles with one strike. For him, it is like a normal thing.

Kyle accelerated and rushed into the group of warriors. He quickly raised his right hand to block in front. Suddenly, nearly a dozen swords slashed forward on the vibranium arm guard. It absorbed external kinetic energy and easily intercepted it. Hit all the oncoming slashes.

He swung the sharp claw of his right hand downwards, and several warriors within half a meter in front of him immediately screamed and fell to the ground holding their abdomens splattered with blood.

This was only the beginning of the **** battle. Soon other warriors came forward to fill the gap. Several Risang knives fell on Kyle's undefended back, but they did not break through the tough protection of the Venom suit. .

The warriors opened their mouths in horror. In the next moment, their bodies were torn apart like paper by sharp claws, with pieces of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Kyle seemed to be repeating the same battle as before, ignoring the enemy's sword attacks, even if he was physically injured, immersed in the killing like a monster.

When nearly ten samurai fell to the ground dead, Hojo Maru, who was mixed up in the battle, finally couldn't help it and shouted, "Do it!"

"Huh?" Being surrounded by many warriors, Kyle raised his scarlet eyes, trying to find the figure of the Hojo Hall Master with his eyes, but two small wind-breaking voices faintly came into his ears.

In his field of vision, two dart-shaped hidden weapons were continuously enlarged. They were projected at a close range faster than ordinary bullets. If they were accurate, they would be shot into both eyes.

This unpreventable hidden weapon attack was too late for Kyle's super soldier's reflex arc to dodge. He could only close his eyes quickly, and the dart pierced the venom-protected eyelids, sending a subtle numbing and stinging sensation.

"Now!"

Just now, Hojo Maru and nine samurai, who had been wandering at the rear of the battle, looking for an opportunity, stepped forward quickly, exploding at a speed far exceeding that before, approaching Kyle, who had his eyes closed.

Their movements were fast and powerful, and at the moment when they passed by Kyle, a series of swift and violent swings cut through the air, breaking through the protective skin of venom, leaving ten thin streaks on his strong body. Long bloodstains.

Too careless!

Kyle closed his eyes calmly, sensing that the last warrior was about to retreat from his shoulder. He quickly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the man's calf, and simply dragged the enemy's body up high. He stood up and slammed down onto the floor with all his strength.

"Old Six!"

"Xiao Liu!"

After the blow, the remaining nine people who retreated to a safe distance screamed in surprise.

Kyle, who was seriously injured, opened his red eyes and looked down at the samurai young man he grabbed who was groaning in pain. He was also dressed in black and kimono from the school gym, but his card abilities were far from those. Swordsmanship disciples can't compare.

[True Assassination Mastery], [True Hidden Weapon Mastery], [True Disguise Mastery], Poison Mastery, Forbearance Psychology Mastery...

There are more than twenty green ability cards, all of which are based on extreme assassination techniques. Among them, there is also a particularly conspicuous blue ability card.

[Super Ninja]: The super ninja physique unique to Risang warriors (an inferior version of the super soldier). Blue ability card.

Through various mixtures of poisons and hormones, they are continuously penetrated into the samurai's body. After enduring inhuman pain, they forcibly tap into the human body's potential and acquire a super ninja physique in exchange for their body's longevity.

The genes in the body are unstable, cells will no longer age and die, and will appear like cancer patients.

Acquire the top strength, speed, reaction ability of normal humans, as well as the ultimate human physical endurance and resistance to blows.

The natural lifespan cannot live beyond fifty years.

"It turns out that Risang really has ninjas. I underestimated you." Kyle sneered, holding the neck of the ninja he grabbed with his right arm, and stood up dragging his injured body.

He glanced at the ninja held by his arms. The ninja's resistance to blows was really good. After withstanding the violent blow just now, he still consciously kicked his floating feet and struggled fiercely.

Unfortunately, Kyle's super soldier is the upper level of the super ninja, and has mutated and evolved to be more perfect. The opponent cannot shake his powerful arms in the slightest. ~IndoMTL.com~ Boss. "The eight ninjas pretending to be swordsman disciples around them looked urgently at the leader Hojo Maru, waiting for his instructions. Hojo Maru shook his head indifferently, ignoring the struggling ninja, holding the blood-stained Murasame and looking at it coldly Kyle.

"You're not the original owner here, are you?" Kyle asked with narrowed eyes.

"The original owner of the museum has died a long time ago. Here are people disguised by our ninja organization and the military." Hojo Maru said coldly: "You have nowhere to escape. Put down Xiaoliu in your hands. I can still Let you live to see His Majesty the Emperor."

"Sorry, I never accept threats from others." Kyle chuckled, contracted his right arm with all his strength, clamped the ninja's neck and made a snap. The ninja struggled slightly, and after the neck was pinched, his limbs hung down lifelessly.

He released his right arm protected by the vibranium gauntlet and threw the ninja corpse on the floor.

"You!" The other eight ninjas shouted angrily, but the next scene made them open their eyes in horror.

I saw Kyle standing tall and panting, the wounds on his body, large and small, healing rapidly, looking extremely weird.

Hojo Maru, the leader of the ninja team, said as if he expected: "It is as the surviving soldiers in the army said, it has such a strong self-healing ability."

Kyle frowned slightly, something was wrong. The opponent had long known that he had super self-healing, so why would he stop attacking after one blow and let him delay his recovery.

He suddenly realized something was strange about his body, and when he touched his left hand, he saw that the wound on his back caused by Hojo Maru showed no signs of healing, and blood was still pouring out.

"This is the demon sword Murasame. It kills with one strike. The scars caused will never be healed, and the blood in the body can only be allowed to drain out." Hojo Maru smiled and raised the Murasame with the demon's blood in his hand.