Was Tony really a weakling? That was true for Luke.
But with the physique of an ordinary person, Tony's combat skills had already surpassed those of professional hobbyists.
Even if he fought in a real professional arena, the tycoon could still fight.
Even if his record was eight losses and two wins or lower, he would still be on the verge of becoming a professional player.
And that was because Tony's focus had always been on the Iron Man Armor.
Considering the time he had spent on taking back his shares, transforming the company, and cleaning up the internal affairs, Tony had spent at most a tenth of his time on combat training.
In just a few months, he had gone from a professional hobbyist to a beginner in a professional competition. (Note: he clearly had a foundation in combat, and didn't use any punches when he beat up the terrorists) His talent in combat was nothing like his usual image of a spoiled brat.
Strictly speaking, Tony's understanding of actual combat began with the kidnapping a few months ago, but he later became a leading figure in the Avengers.
Apart from being rich, his leadership and combat skills couldn't be low, or he wouldn't be able to convince the public.
The negative example was Director Nick Fury. Even though he was a masterful strategist and a leader, he couldn't lead heroes into battle, and could only be a planner.
At a critical moment, the Avengers' problems were resolved internally, and nobody thought of this director.
But the greater Tony's progress, the less face Luke would give him. Today, he was going to kick this tycoon's ass.
If he didn't stimulate the tycoon's pride, he would be complacent for the time being.
Luke couldn't let such a genius waste his youth like this. This guy was almost forty; if he didn't work hard, he would be too old.
Thus, faced with Tony, who was lunging at him, Luke didn't hesitate to grab Tony's fist and swing it.
Bang!
Tony felt as if he had been flipped, and then … flipped again, and again, and again?
Jarvis reminded him in concern, "Your armor is damaged by 0.5%. You're not in danger for now, but you might vomit, sir."
Tony was indeed a little dizzy.
In three seconds, Luke had swung him back and forth seven or eight times, which was much more exciting than a roller coaster.
Before he could think of a way to counterattack, Luke let go of his arm again and lightly stepped back five or six meters.
Tony, who had been lying face down in the mud, suddenly stood up and swayed. Feeling a little dizzy, he subconsciously asked, "Why aren't you fighting? I haven't lost yet. "
Luke chuckled. "This is just a lesson. Beating you isn't the goal. It's more important for you to understand your own shortcomings."
Tony was suspicious. He had a feeling that things weren't that simple.
But now was not the time to think about it. He paused for a few seconds and rushed forward again.
This time, when his fist was still two or three meters away from Luke, he abruptly opened his palm and fired a cannon.
As if he had foreseen it, Luke bent his body and turned to the side to avoid the Palm Cannon. He roared inwardly, "Keep up the gas!"
The next moment, he raised his right fist from his waist and punched Tony's ribs from below. He pushed against the Iron Man Armor and rose rapidly.
Duang！ Tony flew up again.
Luke activated his legs and chased after the Iron Man Armor. His fists and legs rained down on it like a storm. Bang, bang, bang.
Tony once again enjoyed the dizzying feeling.
Although the series of attacks did not damage the Iron Man Armor, it sent him spinning around and spiraling into the sky.
In the end, he could only activate the thrusters and try to put some distance between them.
Luke, however, relied on his prediction. The moment before the Iron Man Armor activated the thrusters, Luke clenched his hands into fists, raised them high, and smashed them into the back of the Iron Man Armor's head.
Duang！
Tycoon Tycoon descended upside down. His upper body was stuck in the mud, and only his lower body was exposed. The thrusters on his legs whooshed forward, but they were only able to push the steel armor another ten centimeters or so into the mud.
Ten seconds later, Tony Stark panted as he pulled himself out of the mud.
Looking at Luke retreat again, he felt indescribably aggrieved. He opened his helmet and asked, "What are you trying to prove? Are you showing off that you're better at close combat than me? "
A few meters away, Luke crossed his arms. His cloak had already been unfurled and fluttered gently in the night wind. He clearly had no intention of fighting again.
Watching the guy slowly stand up, Luke said, "No, I just want to tell you that you're not invincible. If you're just going to fly around in the sky and blow up all your opponents with ion cannons and mini missiles, that's fine. But you can't just rely on that to save the world. Ion cannons and mini missiles can kill bad guys, but they can't catch civilians. "
Tony asked, "So? Do I need you to be my combat coach? "
Luke chuckled. "No need. In any case, you're not as good as me no matter how you train."
Tony was lost for words.
Although he couldn't see the tycoon's face, Luke could imagine it. Amused, he continued, "You're smarter than me. You said yourself that the armor is you, so you should work hard to make it better. Don't be complacent about your current success. There's still a lot you can do. "
Tony stared blankly at Batman, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind. Who the hell are you? Even my dad didn't … Hm, no, only my dad said that about me.
Luke didn't actually think much of what he said. He had never expected to move Tony with words alone.
Thus, this little competition was just to show that Batman was doing it purely for the sake of the public, and not for the sake of showing off.
Whether the tycoon believed it or not, a certain someone believed it.
And for this tycoon, the most effective thing was always action and results.
Luke had deliberately lured the tycoon into a ground duel with him, and used the opportunity to beat the tycoon into a sorry state. He had then tried his best to act high and mighty. This action and result were enough to stab a certain tycoon's heart.
To describe the tycoon's inner monologue at that moment, it would probably be "Nobody can show off in front of me, Tony, not even a god!" or something like that.
After being forced to show off, this proud and arrogant tycoon wouldn't be satisfied until he returned the favor.
At that moment, Tony's expression was unsettled, and his mind was in a mess.
On one hand, he didn't think that Batman would be so petty as to deliberately attack him. Everyone in the world knew that Batman wasn't that free.
On the other hand, he was really pissed.
In the battle just now, less than one percent of the Iron Man's armor had been damaged, and the Bat Armor had only been scratched by a little mud at most.
This proved that Batman's close combat skills were indeed far better than his.
But Tony didn't want to think too much about it.
Because he didn't like losing.
After a brief silence, Tony said, "What do you mean when you say I'm not the only superhero?"
He didn't think that Batman was hinting that he was the first superhero.
Luke said, "What I really want to say is that you might have to face even more supervillains." He then threw over a USB drive.
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