Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

Like magic.

As if fantastical.

"Roar—"

Facing Angel Yan's mockery, Abomination raised both fists and let out an earth-shaking roar.

Without hesitation, he lunged at Lin Yan. His fists came crashing down like a raging storm, impossibly fast.

It was jaw-dropping.

Natasha could only see Abomination attacking, while Lin Yan in her field of vision seemed completely motionless.

But that was not the case.

Natasha, battle-hardened and quick-witted, was inwardly horrified.

Her retinas simply could not capture Lin Yan's speed, which was why she thought he was standing still.

Terrifying.

Utterly terrifying.

That speed had probably surpassed the speed of light.

Dressed in white, pure as snow.

Beneath his delicately shaped brows, his long, narrow eyes resembled gently flowing spring water, warm and soothing.

His nose was high and straight.

Like a distant blue-green mountain.

His thin lips were pale.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

In such an intense battle, Lin Yan could still remain so calm. What kind of mysterious man was he?

Natasha truly could not understand him.

Her pretty face flushed slightly, and her heart pounded fiercely in her chest, like a little deer crashing wildly about inside her.

This strange scene was captured by surveillance cameras in the distance.

Major General Ross was even more dumbfounded.

He had personally witnessed Iron Man, the S.H.I.E.L.D. superhero who had come to provide support—Tony Stark—being beaten so badly it was hard to watch.

He had also seen poor Natasha sent flying by a single palm strike.

Now—his eyes were wide as saucers, and his jaw nearly hit the floor.

His hands gripped the control console so tightly that he nearly crushed it.

Who was that? Was that young man fighting Abomination? "Yan, want another drink?"

Lin Yan yawned. Facing Abomination's storm-like attacks, he was not the least