Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Fame breeds more desires and can alter one's character.

In this world, power grants fame, even to a sunny, handsome warrior like Captain America, who represents absolute justice. His fame has made him increasingly sleazy and prone to jealousy and rivalry.

Because he was so accustomed to and expected all living beings to worship him and look up to him as if he were a hero returning home.

However, the appearance of the previously unknown Zhao Chen completely changed the world's values. The most admired heroes were no longer just one person, but Zhao Chen and Captain America.

Of course, almost everyone is also looking forward to seeing these two. No, it's about who is stronger between these two "gods," just like Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro—a battle between two powerful figures is inevitable.

Long ago, due to the appearance of cosmic evil forces such as Thanos, people might have hoped for a powerful alliance to protect their so-called happy life.

But Thanos, the greatest known threat to the universe, has already been defeated. Human nature is so shameless and so insatiable.

When they arrived at what they considered a perfect and happy lifestyle, they began to look forward to a duel between the strong, just like the Roman nobles in another world who wanted to see who was the strongest gladiator.

Captain America had long anticipated this duel, for the shrewd and worldly founder of the "superhero" genre.

Thanos represents the evil forces of the universe, while Zhao Chen represents the light and overwhelming power within it. Although Zhao Chen appears to be low-key, he is well aware that he is a god. Although he is unwilling to spread the news that he killed Thanos, it seems that all living beings in this world already know.

"How dare you, you mortal!"

"Kneel, mortal. Tremble."

As Captain America raised his hands, showing off his strong muscles to the people and superheroes, Zhao Chen's voice rang in his ears.

Foreigners may not know kung fu and may not know that there is a move in martial arts called "transmitting sound over a thousand miles".

"Who are you? Where are you? How dare you!" Captain America didn't know how to reply and couldn't help but mutter.

"I've seen through your little schemes and your arrogance long ago."

"I'd like to see what kind of magical skills you've learned by pretending to be a god in the sun. Enough with the nonsense, the day after tomorrow at the summit of Zhongnan Mountain. If you're a man, come."

"Okay, stop talking, honey."

"Although Captain America is also handsome, we only like our husbands. Other men are not worth mentioning. We hate men with muscles the most. Only weak people use muscles to intimidate others."

"Ignore him, let's continue our tender time."

Inside the house, the sounds of clapping and popping echoed; outside, practicing Tai Chi drew admiring and adoring glances, the sounds repeating endlessly.

Time flew by, and the sun had slowly risen. Zhao Chen lazily pulled his right hand out from under the neck of a beautiful woman, then rubbed his sleepy eyes.

It was almost time for the final battle, and it was already noon. Zhao Chen didn't take Captain America seriously at all, because he knew his own strength and that he possessed earth-shattering combat power.

He was well aware of the embarrassing scene when Captain America led a group of superheroes in an attempt to gang up on Thanos, but was still defeated and forced to flee.

He gently put his wives down, careful not to wake them. It has to be said that Zhao Chen is the perfect man, without flaws, in every woman's eyes—no, a god.

He's going to be gone for a while, maybe just a short time.

"Zhao Chen, look, Zhao Chen is here."

"Zhao Chen, we love you."

"Go Zhao Chen!"

"Zhao Chen, I believe in you. You must give that arrogant American a good beating."

"Zhao Chen, can I marry you? You are so handsome. I don't care if you have a wife or how many wives you have."

Accompanied by deafening cheers

Zhao Chen slowly walked towards the top of Zhongnan Mountain. He did not use his divine power to make himself move like the wind; he was just dealing with a trivial matter, a very simple thing.

An hour later, amidst cheers, Zhao Chen saw Captain America waiting for him on a relatively flat area at the top of the mountain.

"Go, Captain America!"

"Beat that pretty boy up."

"Let him see your most manly and brutal strength."

“Tell him what a real man is.”

Surprisingly, Captain America also had tens of thousands of fans around him, chanting his name.

Returning our gaze to Captain America, his well-developed muscles, veins bulging, sweat dripping slowly from the top of his head to his forehead, then down his arms, which looked as if they were coated in oil...

Captain America seemed nervous, but the battle was still inevitable. He kept encouraging himself, telling himself that his opponent was just a boastful liar, nothing more.

"What did you say? You *￥%, you dare to say that our Zhao Chen, Zhao Shen, is a useless pretty boy? Have you forgotten who saved the entire universe a few days ago? Who saved you? Look at the muscle-bound idiot you support, what was he doing when the universe was in its most critical moment?"

"Yes, at that time this useless muscleman was sunbathing and showing off his muscles."

"You bunch of useless idiots! Your Zhao Chen's is just pretty? Our Captain America is truly handsome! Pretty is pretty, handsome is handsome, but you bunch of perverts!"

Zhao Chen's fan club and Captain America's fan club suddenly started arguing fiercely.

Zhao Chen stared intently at Captain America with a look of utter disdain.

Captain America's expression was tense, but his brows were furrowed as he glared at Zhao Chen, a look of impending conflict.

"I'll fight you to the death! I'm going to kill all of you foreigners! Don't run away!"

In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged woman who looked to be around 50 years old appeared. Her upper body was wrapped in a dirty bellyband, and her lower body was covered with red trousers and a pair of tattered floral slippers.

Suddenly, she pulled out a kitchen knife from somewhere and charged at 3.1 while hysterically yelling and cursing.

The people behind her started cursing too, some pulling out weapons, others pulling out fists the size of sandbags.

The group rushed forward in a swarm.

"whatthefuckareyoutalkingabout?"

fuckyou,iwanttofuckyou,bitich.

The foreign fan group on the other side was not to be outdone, spouting language they couldn't understand all day. They also picked up weapons, raised their fists, and swarmed forward.

Tens of thousands of people were fighting each other, beating and hacking each other to death, and the whole scene was in complete chaos.

Accompanied by shouts and screams, this seemed to be the signal for the start of war.

Captain America suddenly launched an attack.

Chapter 1031 Shameless Scoundrel

As the fans fought, Captain America began to get excited.

He leaped high into the air, his left hand holding the shield in front of him, ready to strike with the force of gravity, while his right hand clenched into a fist, prepared for a second attack.

Long ago, Captain America began training in Western boxing, and as a human, his punching power was astonishing.

You might think that Vi, the Piltover Enforcer, is incredibly powerful when she wears Hextech powered gauntlets; a single punch to a vital spot could cause a building to collapse without support.

While Captain America's punching power is slightly weaker than Vi's when she wears Hextech gloves, he's using his bare fists. He's a living, breathing human weapon, having punched through countless reinforced super sandbags. Perhaps many people have overlooked his true weapon.

A shield that can be used for both defense and offense. When wielded by his divine power, the shield, once hit, is almost as powerful as Vi with Hextech gauntlets.

Zhao Chen had already sensed the opponent's offensive power and killing intent, but this was nothing to mention.

The instant Captain America hit Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen gently raised his right hand and patted the edge of Captain America's shield, while simultaneously taking a step forward with his left foot.

With Captain America's help, the target of Captain America's all-out attack was redirected.

Captain America's shield created a large crater in the ground, much like the crater left by a 30-centimeter cannonball hitting soft ground.

Captain America's right hand acts like a deceleration parachute for an airplane emergency landing, controlling the impact force to prevent himself from spinning to the ground.

The hand pressed down hard on the ground to increase resistance.

His back was now completely exposed to Zhao Chen, and at that moment he was still trying to pull out his shield, which was embedded in the mud.

As Captain America struggled to pull out his shield, he turned to look at Zhao Chen with extreme tension, for he was currently in a very passive position.

Seeing Captain America's pathetic and pathetic state, Zhao Chen's left corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a very contemptuous smile.

Zhao Chen knew this was an easy task, but he was still very surprised that he was so powerful. Actually, it was quite normal. After all, he was the god of death who had killed Thanos. How could he not easily deal with a foreigner?

Perhaps Zhao Chen is really strong, too strong, so strong that he's practically a bug.

Captain America started sweating again, sweat pouring down his face. He used all his strength and finally pulled out his shield.

The moment the shield was unearthed, it kicked up a cloud of sand. Perhaps this was a surprise, or perhaps the sand would momentarily block Zhao Chen's view.

The shield's emergence didn't stop there; Captain America used the force to deliver a powerful blow to Zhao Chen's groin.

This was extremely insidious and ruthless; it was a complete attempt to kill Zhao Chen, or at least prevent him from becoming a man.

Zhao Chen never expected that the superhero who had saved the Earth many times and his idol would be such a treacherous villain.

Perhaps this is the effect of the idol effect. When someone is always successful and lives in the cheers of everyone, he is handsome, muscular, strong, and has outstanding abilities.

But what if he is easily defeated by a pretty boy? How will he live his life after that?

Amidst insults and ridicule?

Did everyone see him as a packaged product? Just as beneath his handsome face lies a hothouse flower whose abilities are severely overestimated?

He will stop at nothing, even the most insidious means, to win.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhao Chen squinted to avoid the sand and once again gently patted the sand with his hand, changing the direction of Captain America's power transmission.

Captain America felt no resistance to his attack; he felt full of power, yet had nowhere to use it.

The humiliation fueled his anger. Captain America thought that perhaps he could hit Zhao Chen by relying on frequency instead of his single-shot power, because he didn't believe that Zhao Chen's not-so-strong body could withstand even a precise strike from one-tenth of his power.