"First match of the second-round qualifiers: Thor versus Storm!"
The next morning, amid the audience's enthusiastic cheers, the white-haired Storm stepped onto the arena.
"Thor? Thor?"
Yet after Storm took the stage, Thor was nowhere to be seen. Angel quickly picked up the microphone and shouted:
"Thor, please take the stage. The match has already begun. If you do not appear within ten minutes, it will be considered an automatic forfeit!"
Hovering above the arena, Hawking raised an eyebrow. "Did they hit a home run on their first meeting?"
After seeing Thor and the others enter the bar yesterday, he had stopped spying on them, so naturally he had no idea what happened afterward.
Still, it would have been perfectly normal if they had hit a home run. Zhong Qian at first sight, alcohol fueling the mood, and neither of them was an innocent young man or woman anymore—there was no reason to be embarrassed.
Thor had had plenty of girlfriends over the past fifteen hundred years: Viking Girl, Female Werewolf, and even Goddess Sif had once been involved with him.
As for Jane Foster, she had only just broken up with her ex-boyfriend and needed someone to fill the void.
"He's here."
Just as Hawking was wondering whether he should send someone to fetch Thor—after all, he had deliberately arranged this thunder-versus-lightning match because it was sure to be exciting—he suddenly sensed something and smiled.
Turning his head, he saw Thor flying over from afar with Jane Foster in his arms, looking smug as ever, before setting her down beneath the arena.
"Wait for me over here. I'll finish this fight soon."
"Thor has arrived. The match begins!"
Angel breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Thor and wasted no more time.
However, when Thor saw that his opponent