Just call me Thor

Mike stepped out of the shadows, smiling as he said, "Greetings, senior."

Little Nine tugged on Calderon's sleeve and whispered, "Brother, he smells like Grandpa."

Calderon shook his head. "No worries, that old fool is crazy. This kid probably got killed by the old madman with one punch."

What is this? Insulting oneself?

While they chatted, Shadow Nine had already enveloped the area in a thick black mist, ready for battle at any moment.

"Please."

Calderon motioned for Little Nine to step aside and raised his hand. Weapons of all kinds appeared on either side of the restroom, ready for the taking.

According to Calderon's earlier rules, this match was all about weapons. Both fighters' levels were suppressed to level 1, with all five attributes set to 10.

As for the seemingly infinite health bars, that was easy to handle. Both fighters had 1 million health points and regenerated 1 million health points per second, making their health bars practically infinite!

Under the premise of 10 base attributes, if someone could deal a burst damage of 1 million, losing wouldn't be unjustified!

Since it was about weapons, they could choose freely.

Mike, ever the gentleman, said, "Senior, you pick first."

Calderon casually hooked a long spear with his finger, catching it in his hand. With a slight flex of his forearm, the spear trembled in his grip, showcasing his profound skill.

Mike carefully examined the weapons, weighing his options. Finally, he nonchalantly picked up a round shield and said naturally, "I'm not good with weapons, so I'll just make do with a shield."

"Heh heh heh—"

Shadow Nine's raspy laughter echoed from the mist. "The cameras are ready... I mean, you can start now."

Based on Shadow Nine's understanding of Calderon and Mike, this wasn't going to be a fight but a one-sided slaughter! Comparing weapon proficiency, how could Mike possibly be a match for Calderon? Could Mike suddenly become a martial arts prodigy with a revolutionary understanding of shields? No way! Absolutely not!

The battle in the restroom was about to erupt!

But as the fight began, Shadow Nine, hidden in the mist, moved with a questioning air.

How... how was it so evenly matched?

Calderon, wielding the spear, couldn't break through Mike's defense! Mike's mastery of the shield was impeccable, solid and unyielding!

After a moment of silence, Shadow Nine suddenly cursed, "Calderon, are you throwing the match?!"

Ignoring Shadow Nine's accusations, Calderon swept his spear horizontally, forcing Mike back. He then planted the spear into the ground, leaped up, and stood on its tip, hands in his sleeves, looking down with a cold snort.

"Shadow Nine, if you think you can do better, why don't you come and fight!"

Mike, with his shield, was a fortress, impenetrable from any angle!

Shadow Nine began to see the truth. Calderon wasn't holding back; it was Mike who had surprised him.

"Switch weapons!"

Calderon bent his body, using the spear to launch himself like a cannonball. In mid-air, a cold gleam flashed. Before Calderon arrived, his blade did!

This blade was stunning.

Mike discarded his round shield. If they were switching weapons, he couldn't be careless. A square shield appeared in his hand, blocking the dazzling blade.

Shadow Nine and Calderon: ...

Does this guy only know how to use shields?!

From behind the shield, Mike's voice came, "This is my new combat method. I thought it through and had some insights."

Calderon paused, curious to hear more.
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"Actually, I'm a mage!" Mike declared confidently. "Why the hell should I fight in close combat? I was misled by the Thunderclap Hammer before, straying off the path! Isn't it better to hide behind a shield and cast spells?"

Calderon was momentarily stunned by Mike's logic. It... made sense!

Forcing Mike into close combat was indeed Calderon's initial lack of sportsmanship. If they were going to be unsporting, might as well go all the way!

With a cold smile, Calderon summoned a pair of gauntlets and began pounding the shield relentlessly.

Bang bang bang—

No matter how perfect Mike's defense was, the shield's durability was limited! Calderon targeted the weak spots, and soon, the shield began to creak.

Crack—

With a crisp sound, the shield shattered under Calderon's assault!

A new shield immediately replaced it.

Calderon, undeterred, continued his relentless barrage. The second shield lasted even less time than the first!

In just a few breaths, the two were locked in fierce combat, with Mike switching through three shields in quick succession!

Shadow Nine, watching coldly, couldn't help but mock, "Haha, Mike, outsmarting yourself, huh?"

He and Calderon had been through countless battles, seen all kinds of scenarios. What Mike was doing now was child's play to them!

Shadow Nine continued his taunts, "Calderon and I are different. I aim to kill with one clean strike, quick and efficient. Calderon, on the other hand, gets stronger the longer the fight goes on. His strikes will only get heavier."

As if to prove Shadow Nine's point, Calderon shattered Mike's newly replaced shield with a single punch!

"This is supposed to be 10 attribute points?"

Mike didn't have time to complain as Calderon's punch was already coming!

The punch's wind hit first, sending a chill down Mike's spine. No time to switch shields!

Even if Mike withstood this punch, the next one would be even stronger!

From the start, Calderon had been toying with Mike. He wasn't struggling; he loved opponents who couldn't fight back. They were his favorite—punching bags.

"Now's the time!"

As the shield broke, Mike, seemingly flustered, had a plan all along!

He drew a blade!

Unusually, Mike didn't use the Thunderclap Hammer but chose another weapon—a blade!

The stunning blade Calderon had used earlier now appeared in Mike's hand.

Boom—

The clash of punch and blade in the confined space unleashed terrifying power.

Two level 1 fighters turned a low-tier brawl into an epic showdown!

"Good!"

Calderon roared, advancing instead of retreating. Mike's unexpected blade attack caught him off guard!

Calderon hadn't anticipated Mike's talent with the blade, mimicking his earlier move so perfectly.

The greatest joy in life is meeting a worthy opponent!

To have such a thrilling battle before his final act, Calderon had no regrets!

"Just keep swinging!"

With that, Calderon charged again, his aura reaching its peak, ready for the feast!

At that moment, Mike's eyes changed!

Shadow Nine, watching from the side, frowned. He knew Mike too well.

When that serious look appeared in battle, it meant only one thing: Mike had already won!