The man used no flashy, superfluous moves. Relying purely on overwhelming physical strength, crushing reaction speed, and terrifying close-quarters combat skills, he fought head-on.
Every raised hand, every punch, every block carried a terrifying explosive force far beyond human limits and ordinary Spider-Man levels.
Bang!
A dull impact exploded through the air.
With one hand, the man precisely blocked Gwen's high-speed whip kick. The muscles in his arm instantly tensed, and his terrifying brute strength jolted Gwen to a halt, throwing off her balance.
Before Gwen could use the force to retreat and adjust her posture, the man closed in, driving his elbow forward with brutal speed and striking precisely at a weak point in her protection.
Thud!
Gwen let out a muffled groan as she was sent flying several meters, crashing heavily onto the grass by the roadside. The turf beneath her instantly cracked and caved in.
The Nano Suit's cushioning protection was breached at once. The violent impact churned her chest, making her blood surge.
She quickly flipped herself upright and sprang to her feet, not daring to slacken in the slightest. Webbing shot from her fingertips, wrapping around the top of a high-rise. She used it to pull herself at high speed, twisting through the air as she tried to launch a flanking ambush and restrain her opponent.
But the man's speed completely surpassed Gwen's predictions.
He anticipated her landing point a step ahead, dodged sideways, and grabbed Gwen's wrist with his backhand. Brute force erupted from his palm, locking her joint in place.
"The mutated physique of the spider lineage truly is special."
The man looked down at the restrained Gwen, his voice cold and indifferent. There was an air of lofty scrutiny and control in his tone, no unnecessary emotion—only pure mission-oriented purpose.
"Capture you,