Inside Asgard, Loki stands in a strange portal. With a burst of dark blue light, several red-eyed, blue-skinned frost giants with a body of nearly three meters walked out of it.

Finally here. Laufey surveyed his surroundings for a moment, and finally fixed his eyes on Loki.

"Welcome to Asgard." Loki held the Spear of Eternity and saluted the leader Laufey.

Laufey smiled and nodded.

Odin: This time it's you who lose...

"Time is pressing, come with me." After Loki finished speaking, he led a few people towards the depths of Asgard.

"Chief—" Laufey was about to follow when one of the Frost Giants stepped forward.

"I'm afraid it's a fraud, I'm afraid it's a trap."

Laufey shook his head, but did not answer the other man's words.

Anyone can hurt me, but he won't, do you want me to tell you that Loki is my son?

Both Laufey and Loki knew about it, but the cunning two deliberately did not say it in order to maximize their interests.

Seeing that Laufey looked like he was in his chest, the other frost giant retreated to his place and said no more.

"Let's go, go and meet our Father of the Gods. Odin..."

Outside the Immortal Palace, two figures, one gold and one black, were constantly fighting in the sky.

Visible ripples rippled from it, and everywhere it went, even the walls of the Asgard Palace that had been exposed to the wind and sun for countless years were crushed to pieces. The crowd retreated, and no one dared to approach without permission. Sif and Thor and Valkyrie are no exception.

Heimdall is worthy of being the second god of Asgard after Odin, and controls Asgard's most powerful weapon, the Rainbow Bridge, and is a rare god in Asgard. As a young man, he was physically stronger than Odin, and the only difference from Odin was that he did not master the realm. This is similar to Jelf.

Running into Jelf is a chess opponent.

The weapon in his hand was an artifact that was not inferior to the Eternal Spear, and was slightly higher than Thor's Mjolnir.

The "Golden Holy Clothes" on his body, which is glittering like a shell, is not ordinary, and in the original book, he resisted the full force of the Frost Box under Loki's control, and he was still safe and sound.

Thor was just hit by the energy overflowing from the Frost Box's autonomous defense, and he almost froze into a fool.

In comparison, Jelf's equipment is much more slumped.

There is no artifact or sword, and the gray robe on his body has long been turned to ashes, revealing the "true face" of the elves with pointed ears and handsomeness.

But with a pair of iron fists, it is not inferior to Heimdall.

Under the mutual fighting, there is no winner or loser, and everyone below is stunned.

It turned out that the national teacher was so strong, and the low morale of Heimdall just now rose again.

Suffer without weapons? Passive without artifacts?

No, these tools are just an aid to increase the user's convenience and improve the odds of winning.

The real key is the users themselves.

Furthermore, it is the punching technique used by Jelf.

Left hand "Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist" Right hand "Whirlwind Slash Fist"

These two sets of punches are specifically designed for humans. Every move and every move is dedicated to the vital points of human beings.

Able to exert the most terrifying power with the least effort. It is the ultimate expression of skill.

The Jerf who wields this set of punches is not much worse than the magical Heimdall.

Heimdall is a god, but he is still in the realm of human beings.

"Tooth Dragon Killing Fist!" Two hideous dragon heads, one left and one right, one in front of one behind him, appeared above Jelf's iron fist. The two end up intertwined.

The image of a giant dragon head swallowed Heimdall in one gulp.

Jelf slammed one hand into Heimdall's wrist, the soreness and numbness that made him almost unable to grasp the weapon. The other hand was placed on top of Heimdall's "Golden Sacred Clothes", and the seemingly extraordinary "Golden Holy Clothes" did not play a half-point role, and Jelf's attack directly acted on Heimdall's body through the "Golden Holy Clothes".

Fighting cattle across the mountains, advanced skills in the use of force.

Burst... Heimdall was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Jelf seized the opportunity and kicked one foot at Heimdall's temple at an uncanny angle. If this kick is confirmed, Heimdall will surely die.

The temple is the vital death point of the human body. Once hit, it can lead to fainting or death.

The gods of Asgard in the Marvel world are not like the immortals and Buddhas in the Eastern world, and there are any other things like primordial gods, and their physical death is really dead.

Fortunately, Heimdall reacted in time, endured his physical discomfort, and narrowly avoided Jelf's fatal kick. Jelf didn't kick him in the temple.

"Drink!" Heimdall, who was afraid that Jelf would continue to attack, burst out with a powerful divine force and bounced Jelf away.

This consumed a lot of divine power in his body.

Jelf only kicked a few times in the air to unload his body, and he was unharmed.

As Sif said, the ability of this man, who is called the national teacher, is so weird...

After the fight, Heimdall was horrified.

Most of these Asgardians fought on physical fitness and instinct, and they had never seen such subtleties as boxing. It's good that the difference between the two is too big, but if the difference is not much, the disadvantage is reflected.

Don't think that those who rely on weapons have an advantage, I don't need to go head-to-head with you.

In a crystal-like ice coffin, the sleeping Odin lay inside. Princess Fliga guarded him with a worried face. Suddenly, as if sensing something, Fliga drew the sword beside him.

The door was rudely pushed open, and it was the Frost Giant!

How can there be frost giants here?

Fliga didn't have time to think too much, and immediately swung his sword and killed.

Princess Friga was also a skilled god before marrying Odin, killing the intruding frost giants in just three or two clicks.

When slashing like the last Frost Giant, the sword was blocked by an ice pick.

It's Laufey, why is he here?

Fliga was shocked when he saw the other man's appearance.

Then a wall of ice froze Fliga in.

Laufey took three steps and made two steps to the ice coffin where Odin was lying. Looking at the sleeping Odin in front of him, Laufey felt indescribable pride and excitement in his heart.

You have indeed suppressed our Frost Giants for thousands of years, but you have been defeated at the hands of my son.

What could be more enjoyable?

Laufey opened Odin's closed eyelids with his fingers and leaned in front of Odin: "I know you can see and hear everything that happens around you, and I hope it's true." So that you can know at whose hands you died. ”

Looking at the appearance of his former sworn enemy at his own slaughter, Laufey couldn't help but want to show off to him as a victor. Even the talk has become more.