Marvel: Hunter-Chapter 335 - 2 Titans

Seeing the two of them fighting fiercely and with full force, Blaine felt a wave of frustration. Clearly, he could finish them both within five minutes, but now he couldn't do that. Instead, he had to keep playing along with them. Blaine was acting, but these two were deadly serious. Hulk was fine—he wouldn't kill him—but Chika was truly fighting for his life and genuinely wanted Blaine dead.

Blaine was terrible at acting. No—he had already been accidentally hit by these two monsters.

Two fists as large as iron pans slammed into Blaine's body with heavy thuds—bang, bang, bang—and there was even a trace of pain.

"You fucking meow."

"If the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think I'm a sick cat."

"I'll let you see what the real deal is."

Suddenly, Blaine became serious.

As soon as he finished speaking, Blaine's speed increased severalfold in an instant. He performed a backflip, kicking Hulk to the ground as he landed. Using Hulk's body as a springboard, Blaine's speed surged again, and he drove a punch straight into Chika's massive head.

This time, Blaine used a full seventy percent of his strength—already a restrained amount.

Chika clutched his battered face, roared in pain several times, and then charged at Blaine again like an enraged lion.

"Damn it, that skin really is thick."

"You Titans are all monsters."

Blaine hadn't expected that even after using seventy percent of his power, Chika was still only screaming in pain. He had thought this blow would at least knock his mouth crooked.

After all, Chika was also a Titan. With Blaine's current physique, without relying on his Diamond Body, he was only slightly stronger than the Purple Potato himself.

Seeing Chika charging straight at him, Blaine grew serious. Hulk slammed the ground beneath his feet and leapt over as well.

Blaine's expression changed. He jumped up again, delivering a spinning kick that sent Hulk crashing down once more. But Chika seized this brief opening and unleashed a rapid barrage of punches straight into Blaine's abdomen.

At this moment, Blaine was also facing the problem of being unable to adjust his posture mid-air. He hadn't expected Chika to learn so quickly. But who was Blaine? With a physique of 450, a god-level body operating at three-quarters strength, and a Hunter suit granting an additional forty points of power, how could he possibly suffer from a move like this—especially when it was one of his own specialties?

Still, this move truly caught people off guard. Without hesitation, Blaine directly activated his Diamond Body. Instantly, his arms shimmered with an indestructible sheen as he crossed them in front of Chika's attack.

Clang—

A dull, heavy sound rang out as Chika's fist struck what felt like solid metal. At the same time, Blaine used the tremendous force to rebound backward.

To onlookers, it appeared as though Blaine had been blasted away by Chika. In truth, although he wasn't injured, Blaine still slid several meters across the ground before barely stabilizing himself.

"This is strange." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Are Titans born with such bizarre strength? Thick-skinned and tough as hell."

"I'm still not even warmed up."

"If this actually made him full, the entire arena would be torn apart."

Thinking of how Grandmaster had incited Chika earlier with promises of being "full," Blaine couldn't help but feel a chill.

Shock aside, since the Diamond Body had already been forced out, it would be a waste to do nothing with it.

Before Blaine could make his next move, Hulk seized the opportunity and charged in. This guy had learned his lesson and didn't dare leap recklessly anymore, afraid Blaine would grind him into the ground again.

Charging up to Blaine, Hulk bared his teeth, face twisted with ferocity, and swung his massive fist straight at Blaine's head. This time, Blaine didn't dodge. Watching the fist rapidly enlarge before his eyes, Blaine smiled instead.

Just as everyone shut their eyes, anticipating the scene of Hulk smashing Blaine's head apart, Blaine moved—not his body, but his arms.

Like a shockwave, Blaine's left arm snapped upward, clamping down on Hulk's fist like a steel vise. Compared to Hulk's fist, Blaine's palm looked like a ping-pong ball next to a basketball. Yet that small palm locked onto one of Hulk's fingers, and no matter how hard Hulk yanked, he couldn't pull free.

Just as Blaine was about to act, another purple, sandbag-sized fist swung toward him. Without hesitation, Blaine lifted his chin slightly, raised his right arm, and grabbed Chika's fist as well.

If anyone were paying close attention, they would notice that Blaine's five fingers now seemed coated in a thin layer of golden light.

The next moment, just as Chika and Hulk tried to free themselves with their other fists, Blaine stomped heavily on the ground. His body shot upward like a rocket—yet his hands still firmly gripped both of their fists.