Peter vs. Captain America

Black Braised Egg, Natasha, Coulson, Captain America: ???

When I typed a question mark, it wasn't because I had a question—it was because I thought you had a problem!

What did he mean, fight to warm up a little?

Did he not understand respecting the elderly and caring for the young?

Be nice to a ninety-year-old, you bastard!

After a brief moment of confusion, Captain America did not immediately accept Peter's challenge. Instead, he asked weakly:

"Um, could you tell me where this is first? And also... what year is it now?"

Hearing that, Black Braised Egg's heart stirred. He shoved Coulson aside with his butt and squeezed in front of the captain, trying to max out the goodwill of his future "gold-medal enforcer":

"Captain, welcome home! It is 2009 now. I am the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Strategic Scientific Reserve as you knew it—Nick Fury."

He had assumed that this legendary hero from the past would immediately show him the respect and reverence he deserved upon learning his identity.

Yet before Captain America could speak, a breezy voice drifted over from beside them:

"Never expected that, did you, Captain?"

With both hands in his pockets, Peter leaned lazily against the lab bench and said in an incredibly punchable tone:

"Who would have thought? These days, Black people can become the heads of major organizations. My great America has really been thriving these past few years~"

Black Braised Egg: \o/

Was this little bastard ever going to stop?!

Captain America: (˘•ω•˘)

Crude, but not wrong...

After a brief daze, Captain America, who understood political correctness very well, quickly put on a standard idol-like smile. He politely nodded at Black Braised Egg as a greeting.

Then he turned to Peter and said:

"Young man, thank you for saving me, but you should show more respect to the director. In the United States, everyone should be equal."

As he spoke, he flexed his still somewhat stiff body, and a powerful aura naturally rose from him.

"As for this fighting business, let's forget it. I still can't fully control this body, and I don't want to hurt any—"

Before he could finish, a sharp whistling sound cut through the air by his ear.

Captain America had no time to think. Relying on his super-soldier physique and the instincts forged through years of battle, he reflexively opened his hand and caught the incoming fist.

Smack!

The instant fist and palm collided, an explosive crack nearly like a whip snapping through the air rang out.

Hiss~

Captain America instinctively sucked in a breath, his handsome face faintly twisting.

What incredible strength!

He subconsciously looked at the owner of that hand and discovered that the one who had thrown the punch was none other than the refined-looking young man who seemed to have only just come of age!

Young people had no martial virtue! He had tricked him! Sneak-attacked him! A veteran comrade over ninety years old!

Peter withdrew his fist and gave Captain America a wholesome smile:

"Looks like your bones haven't rusted completely."

As he spoke, he assumed a stance and beckoned at Captain America:

"Come on. This is part of the treatment too. A fight is far more useful than all those physical training exercises."

Peter was not some battle maniac, nor was he deliberately trying to show off.

He simply wanted to use the most direct, most brutal method to utterly crush Black Braised Egg's last shred of hope!

Peter had already demonstrated deterrence on the "magic" front with the Big Ball Rasengan.

Now, he intended to use pure physical strength to completely take down the "ceiling of close combat" in Black Braised Egg's eyes!

Through an all-around crushing advantage in combat power, he wanted Black Braised Egg to fully understand one thing.

He, Peter Parker, was an existence Black Braised Egg could never contend against in this lifetime!

If he dared entertain any improper thoughts again, not even Captain America would be able to protect him!

Meanwhile, seeing Peter provoke the captain again and again, Black Braised Egg was nearly overjoyed.

He had previously worried that the captain would refuse to help him deal with Peter because Peter had saved his life.

Now that Peter himself was shoving the captain into his arms, he certainly would not hold back.

First, let the captain beat you senseless and show you what a gap in strength really looks like!

With that thought, Black Braised Egg immediately said:

"Captain, since Peter says this is part of the treatment, then try sparring with him. It is for your own good, after all."

Black Braised Egg kept urging Captain America to accept, just short of directly saying something inflammatory like, "Captain, perk up and don't embarrass yourself."

Captain America flexed his still-numb palm, then looked at the unfathomably powerful young man before him. Yet the youth's eyes were clear, and he seemed to bear no ill will.

After hesitating for a moment, he ultimately nodded:

"All right."

He rose and jumped down from the lab bench, his azure eyes fixed on Peter as he said gently:

"Young man, come at me."

The moment his words fell, Peter had already rushed before Captain America in an instant, so fast that it completely exceeded Black Braised Egg and the others' expectations.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, Peter and Captain America had already exchanged more than a dozen moves.

They moved so fast that afterimages streaked through the air!

"Captain, my physical abilities are above yours. Don't think about holding back. You'd better use your shield too."

Hearing that, Captain America instinctively nodded. Their brief probing exchange had already given him a direct understanding of Peter's combat power.

This young man truly was remarkable. His physical capabilities were absolutely on the same level as his own, while his combat awareness and skill were equally outstanding.

It could be said that before his awakening, he had never encountered such a troublesome opponent!

Realizing this, Captain America felt a long-lost surge of fighting spirit. He truly removed the Vibranium Shield from his back and looked at Peter.

"Watch out!"

As he spoke, the Vibranium Shield in his hand transformed into a deadly streak of light, slashing toward Peter's neck at an incomparably tricky angle!

This was a killing move he had refined through countless battles—fast, precise, ruthless! It was enough to end any enemy in an instant!

Yet faced with that thunderous strike, Peter casually caught Captain America's shield with one hand.

Then, gripping the shield and using its momentum, he leaped into the air and delivered a bicycle kick toward the back of Captain America's head.

Alarm bells blared in Captain America's mind. Without a second thought, he raised his elbow and forcefully blocked Peter's kick!

Neither gained an advantage, and they could only separate for the moment.

The instant they parted, they exchanged a glance and each caught a flicker of excitement in the other's eyes.

As expected of Marvel's Fifty-Fifty. Peter thought. Even with his body not fully recovered, he could neutralize my speed-and-strength-suppressed attacks one by one through combat instincts far beyond ordinary people and his wealth of experience.

As Captain America looked at Peter, he vaguely felt that Peter's figure overlapped with someone else—Bucky Barnes, his former best friend!

"Again!" they said almost in unison, then collided once more with astonishingly identical movements.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The storm-like assault nearly left the other three people in the laboratory completely dumbfounded.

Black Braised Egg, Natasha, and Coulson had all curled up in the corner by the wall, their faces filled with shock.

Was this... Captain America's strength?

He truly was formidable!

But...

Why could Peter Parker, a high school student, actually trade blows with him? Weren't you a mage?!