The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

The attack became even more intense.

Iron Fist kept dodging.

But he did not retaliate.

Because he knows.

The person in front of me is not an enemy.

They are merely victims who are being controlled.

"Wake up."

Chapter 117 Echo

Iron Fist said.

There was no response to the echo.

He threw a punch at Iron Fist.

He blocked it with an iron fist.

"You can't hear me."

The second punch.

Block it.

"I can't answer that either."

The third punch.

Block it.

"but……"

Iron Fist looked at her.

"You're not that kind of person."

last.

Echo launched another attack.

This is the most powerful move she has ever copied.

Completely imitates Iron Fist.

The fist carried a faint energy.

Charge toward Iron Fist.

distance:

three meters.

Two meters.

one meter.

Iron Fist closed his eyes.

Waiting for the final moment.

then--

He dodged.

Avoid the attack.

At the same time.

A precise slap.

Hit the back of the neck with Echo.

The control of force was extremely precise.

No harm was done.

It simply made her lose consciousness.

Echo swayed slightly.

She looked at Iron Fist.

The coldness in his eyes slowly disappeared.

Then he fell down.

He caught her with his iron fist.

Place it gently on the ground.

He looked at her mask.

A few seconds of silence.

"Feel sorry."

"This is the only way I can make you stop."

The battle is over.

Winner: Iron Fist.

But he did not defeat a single enemy.

They only saved one person who was being controlled.

Iron Fist stood up.

Look into the darkness in the distance.

he knows.

The one who controls the echo.

Still waiting for the next battle.

But the real battle.

It's just the beginning.

The entire building is without power.

Only faint light shone through the large, broken hole in the corridor.

The air was filled with dust.

This is the best place for them to fight.

Because the two of them have one thing in common.

They are all good at hiding.

Blindness stands in the middle of the corridor.

His eyes cannot see the normal world.

But his sensory abilities allow him to perceive everything around him.

Air movement.

The footsteps vibrated.

The breath of life.

Any subtle change.

Nothing could escape his perception.

but……

Today's opponent is different.

Blind spot.

An enemy who can make himself "disappear" from the perception of others.

"Come out."

Blindness coldly remarked.

There was no response.

There was only a gust of wind.

next second.

A sense of danger suddenly arose.

He turned around quickly, blindfolded.

boom!

He threw a punch.

Their fists collided.

Blind spots are forced to retreat.

Even the blind take a step back.

"Got you."

Blind spots stand in the darkness.

He had a smile on his face.

"Really?"

Blindly frowning.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because it was just hit...

Not the blind spot itself.

It was a fallen wooden plank.

"What you see."

"It's just what I want you to see."

The blind spot appeared from another direction. The presence of two blind people made him even more adept at interfering with the other blind person's perception.

Although the other party is very capable, it is a pity that he is too young and too inexperienced in front of him.

A kick was delivered to the blind man.

Blindly raising your hand for defense.

But the attack disappeared again.

Illusion.

It's just an illusion again!

Blindness begins to adjust its perception.

he knows.

Blind spots are not affecting his judgment.

To distort his senses.

In other words...

Blind spots are not about hiding yourself.

Instead, it's creating a false reality.

Five minutes passed.