Just call me Thor

Everything was going according to Mike's initial plan, until the trap was revealed and the killing move appeared! What was Mike's hidden trump card? Even Shadow Nine was a bit curious!

As Mike's eyes shifted, a faint Killing Intent emanated from him, though he controlled it well. In his mind, he recalled the most powerful punch Calderon had ever thrown.

Before delivering that punch, Calderon had said, "This punch requires not only my peak condition but also the enemy's peak strength!"

"The stronger the enemy, the stronger this punch!"

"Watch closely—"

"This punch contains three hundred years of power. Can you withstand it?"

One punch, and the world fell silent, everything plunged into endless darkness...

Opening his eyes, that terrifying punch vanished from Mike's mind. In the next moment, Mike dropped his blade, clenched his fist, and threw a punch!

The sequence of movements was fluid and seamless. That terrifying punch appeared in Mike's hand!

Raising his right fist, Mike roared, "This punch contains eighteen years of power. Can you withstand it?"

Boom—

His right fist smashed down, carrying endless Killing Intent, instantly piercing Calderon's defense! The entire black mist space trembled, and Shadow Nine was ready to intervene at any moment.

Countless black Killing Intent wrapped around Mike's right fist, penetrating Calderon's left chest. The condensed Killing Intent touched Calderon's skin and immediately transformed into a black coffin.

Mike retracted his right fist, his eyes cold, Killing Intent lingering as he said in a deep voice, "This punch is called the Killing Coffin!"

The black coffin formed by Killing Intent surrounded Calderon. Mike's earlier punch had emptied his health bar. Calderon was still alive because of Fate's Reversal. He had five seconds left to live.

The Killing Coffin punch not only dealt damage but also trapped the enemy, temporarily immobilizing them. Even if the enemy didn't die immediately, they would suffer high damage and numerous restrictions within the black coffin.

Clearly, Calderon's punch, containing over three hundred years of power, wasn't that simple. Strangely, Calderon took a step forward and effortlessly walked out of the black coffin's seal!

Mike quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Calderon. Fate's Reversal lasted five seconds; if he could endure those five seconds, he would win! In other words, everyone had Fate's Reversal, and even if Calderon had a trump card to counterattack, Mike would be the last one standing!

Hold on!

Calderon, stepping out of the black coffin, didn't rush forward but instead stretched his muscles as if he had just finished warming up.

"I never thought the Killing Coffin would be used on me one day," Calderon said with a half-smile, his expression unusually kind, which sent chills down Mike's spine!

This old madman had truly mastered the art of being a psychopath!

The Killing Intent from the black coffin floated forward, strands merging into Calderon's back. One second... two seconds... five seconds passed! The sixth second! Calderon's health was still at 1 point; Fate's Reversal hadn't ended?!

Mike's pupils contracted, unsure of what had happened.

"If I'm not mistaken, you haven't learned Fate's Reversal for long, have you?" Calderon suddenly asked, changing the subject.

Mike nodded, indicating for him to continue.

"Then someone must have told you that Fate's Reversal has three uses..."

"Four," Mike interrupted. "Cedric told me there are four uses for Fate's Reversal."

This time, it was Calderon's turn to be silent. Clearly, in Calderon's view, the fourth use of Fate's Reversal wasn't developed by Ares but was Cedric's own creation!

Even though he was shocked, Calderon still spoke with disdain, "Too bad he's still a failure who couldn't reach Ultimate Lord."

Old habits die hard.

Calderon continued, "The second use of Fate's Reversal can break the five-second time limit, locking onto a target and unleashing the strongest move of one's life."

Before Calderon finished speaking, he turned into a shadow and rushed to Mike's side. Mike immediately braced himself, summoning a round shield covered in thorns, but Calderon slapped it away first!

It's over!

Mike was ready to use Fate's Reversal again! He hadn't accounted for the second use of Fate's Reversal!

Fortunately, he could still rely on Fate's Reversal to survive another five seconds, though it would be painful...

After this punch, Calderon would be too exhausted to fight. In this match, Mike would be the last one standing!

In an instant, countless thoughts rose and fell in Mike's mind. He gritted his teeth, ready to endure Calderon's final move!

Slap—

Calderon's palm lightly tapped Mike's shoulder. Mike's expression shifted from tense to shocked, confused, and bewildered...

In front of Mike, an eighteen-year-old Calderon grinned at him, a bright smile like sunshine. No longer lifeless or frowning, but a heartfelt smile that swept away all gloom.

The eighteen-year-old Calderon walked past the eighteen-year-old Mike, leaving a laugh in his ear.
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"Kid, it's good to cherish life."

"We fight so hard in our lives so that the next generation doesn't have to."

"I quite like you, kid, but my time is running out, and I can't teach you much."

"I'm going to fight my last battle, carrying the best hopes."

"Thank you."

With that, Calderon, who had never been weak in his life, slowly closed his eyes, life slipping away as Fate's Reversal ended.

Mike watched Calderon's body fall to the ground, almost dead.

"Cal—de—ron—"

"He's not dead yet, why are you crying?" Shadow Nine snorted, slashing forward with his blade.

The just-closed-eyed Calderon was revived with full health.

Mike's tears hadn't even had a chance to fall before he swallowed them back.

"Uh..."

Mike was at a loss.

The revived Calderon regained his cold expression, snorted, and arrogantly walked towards Little Nine.

"Huh?"

Mike was indignant and couldn't help but say, "Look at him, anyone would think he won!"

Shadow Nine chimed in, "Don't whisper, shout it out, and I'll give you something good."

"Better not!" Mike shook his head, knowing that if Calderon heard that, he'd be in trouble.

Calderon held Little Nine's hand as they stood before Mike. The cold-faced youth said, "You won the second round."

This old madman probably only showed a bit of genuine emotion before dying. Usually, he was as stubborn as Shadow Nine.

Sure enough, as soon as he revived, he put on a stern face, like someone owed him money.

"We're playing best two out of three, so I win?"

Mike's tone was still shameless.

"No."

Calderon shook his head, seriously saying, "You and I both know the final battle is the most valuable."

As the loser of the second round, Calderon should set the rules for the third round.

"No restrictions, no limits on time, place, or anything."

"No draws, only life and death."

With that, Calderon turned and left with Little Nine.

Only after Calderon walked away did Mike's face show excitement, his body shaking uncontrollably.

So excited!

He was going to win the third round too!

Shadow Nine, hidden in the black mist, couldn't help but be curious.

"Kid, what sneaky plan do you have to deal with Calderon?"

"Why do you say that? Am I that kind of person?" Mike declared confidently.

"Everyone knows I'm upright and honest!"

"I've got a date with Professor Cedric, let's go!"

...

Forest of Truth.

A white cloud floated in the sky.

Cedric Blackwell sat on the cloud, a table before him with a bottle of wine and two hamburgers. A strange combination.

He hadn't waited long when a black mist approached the cloud.

Mike once again stood before Cedric Blackwell.

Cedric Blackwell took a sip of wine and smiled, "I heard you got beaten by Calderon with one punch?"

Mike nodded, admitting, "Indeed!"

Cedric Blackwell smiled silently, waiting for more.

He believed Thor would bring him new surprises.

Since Thor dared to ask for his help, he must have prepared a reward.

This kid knew the rules.

Mike didn't say much, handing over a pre-carved stone tablet.

"Huh?"

Cedric Blackwell's gaze fell on the stone tablet, reading the inscription.

"On a certain year and month, Thor was defeated by Calderon with one punch, feeling down, he wandered into the forest. By chance, he met Immortal Cedric on a white cloud and received guidance, benefiting greatly. Subsequently, Thor easily defeated Calderon."

Accepting the stone tablet, Cedric Blackwell downed his wine and handed a hamburger to Mike.

"Let's go."

Cedric Blackwell stood up, looking up at the sky with a light laugh, "I'm in a good mood today. Join me for a stroll among the stars, and perhaps you'll gain new insights. When you return to the mortal realm, you might easily defeat Calderon!"