Simplified Ice Flower Funeral Freezes Iron Monger! Tony, Save Me, Save Me, Save Me!!!

"We need you to step in and deal with this. The impact is too great!"

"And this has something to do with you too, doesn't it? You can't just ignore it!"

"That's settled, then. I have complete faith in your abilities, so I'm leaving it to you!"

"..."

Beep~ Beep~ Beep~ Beep~

Nick Fury rattled off a few sentences and hung up at lightning speed, not giving Yu Xian any chance to speak.

His attitude was simple: I've said my piece. Whether you do it or not is your problem!

Yu Xian glanced sideways at Catalina, who was struggling not to laugh, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

He reached out and pinched the fair cheek of the blonde girl.

"Ah~ That hurts, that hurts~"

"Captain, I was wrong, I was wrong. I won't laugh again~"

"Hah, now you know you were wrong? Why didn't you realize that sooner~"

Yu Xian sneered as his fingers slowly tightened, only letting her go after she begged for mercy.

"Captain, hurry up and help Tony!"

"Look, he got kicked down!"

"Captain, Captain, Tony's in danger!"

"Hah, I'll let you off this time!"

Yu Xian stood atop the building, facing the evening breeze. With a leap, he jumped from the rooftop, his figure vanishing into the night.

Only a faint voice echoed in the wind.

"Bankai, Daiguren Hyorinmaru!"

"Stand ability, Star Platinum!"

At the center of the battlefield, Obadiah Stane controlled Iron Monger, his foot planted on Iron Man's chest. The entire scene was broadcast live to viewers across the nation through the reporters' cameras.

"Look at this world, Tony!"

Obadiah Stane roared, spreading his arms wide. "Starting today, I am the new Stark—the king of energy!"

Energy finished charging in Iron Monger's palm, and a blinding blue glow illuminated Tony's battered faceplate.

"I will control every inch of this country's land, every watt of its electricity!"

"People will kneel at my feet! The military will submit to me! Congress will bow before me!"

"When people pray for light in the darkness, I will be their god!"

The reporters around the perimeter exchanged looks. This mad declaration spread across the nation through the live broadcast, sending chills down every viewer's spine.

Obadiah Stane looked down at Iron Man beneath his foot. "And you, Tony Stark!"

"Will become the first stepping stone on my path to greatness!"

"Goodbye, Tony!"

Just as the energy in Iron Monger's palm was about to fire, a bone-piercing chill swept across the battlefield, and huge snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Within a one-kilometer radius centered on the Stark Industries factory, the sudden snow instantly extinguished the raging flames.

The once-noisy battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

"This is... why is it snowing?"

A female reporter exhaled a thick cloud of white mist and reached out to catch a falling snowflake.

"No, look ahead!"

Someone cried out and pointed at Iron Monger.

The reporters all looked over and saw layers of frost spreading across Iron Monger's once-black body.

In the blink of an eye, it was bound into a snowman.

A black figure descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of Iron Monger.

Everyone saw a black-haired young man dressed in black, a pair of crystalline dragon wings on his back. He held an exquisite twelve-petaled lotus-shaped blade in his right hand, while his left hand rested in his pocket, his expression utterly casual.

The black-haired young man looked up at Iron Monger and said idly, "Excuse me, Mr... tin can?"

"You're blocking my way."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Iron Monger, covered in frost and snow, emitted an ear-splitting sound.

Rustle~ Rustle~ Rustle~

The snow and frost covering the armor fell away in sheets.

Obadiah Stane fixed his eyes on the newcomer, instantly flying into a rage.

"Hm? It's you, you damned parasite!"

"You came at just the right time. Saves me the trouble of looking for you. Go die!"

Iron Monger swung an arm viciously at the black-haired young man.

Everyone watched in shock. Some softhearted female reporters had already shut their eyes, unable to bear the gruesome sight that was about to unfold.

Even tanks and fighter jets had fallen beneath its two iron fists.

How could an ordinary human body possibly withstand this armor filled with endless power?

From afar, everyone saw the black-haired young man remain completely still.

Iron Monger's intimidating punch stopped one meter away from him, unable to advance even an inch.

"What?"

Obadiah Stane stared at the scene in disbelief.

He felt as though Iron Monger had struck a solid wall and become completely stuck.

"My god, what is going on? Is this magic?"

The reporters sent this miraculous sight to the entire nation through the live broadcast.

For the first time, everyone realized that this world no longer seemed to be the world they knew.

What no one could see was a purple figure nearly two meters tall standing before Iron Monger, holding back its iron fist.

It was Yu Xian's Star Platinum ability in action.

Obadiah Stane could not believe his eyes. Even with the immense boost of his armor, he had actually failed to defeat a human holding a blade.

He had not even touched the man's clothes, even if this human was somewhat unusual...

"The farce should be over!"

"Ice Flower Funeral!"

Since Hyorinmaru had reached three stars, Yu Xian had unlocked the ability to use a weakened version of Ice Flower Funeral.

The reporters and those watching the live broadcast saw a terrifying chill surge outward like a tsunami from the black-clad young man at its center.

Petals fell from the sky.

Iron Monger's struggling movements gradually slowed as the surface of its heavy armor rapidly froze, crackling loudly.

Even the intricate gears inside were continually eroded by the cold, gradually freezing solid.

Inside Iron Monger, Obadiah Stane frantically operated the control panel. The Arc Reactor ran at full output as he tried to escape his predicament.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Iron Monger shook violently, attempting to break free of its frozen restraints.

The ice on the armor's surface continually shattered, then rapidly re-formed, creating a visual spectacle of ice and fire.

However,

Obadiah Stane discovered in horror

that Iron Monger's systems were failing rapidly and had begun ignoring his commands entirely.

"No! Impossible!"

"What kind of power is this?"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Obadiah Stane felt the shadow of death.

His eyes were bloodshot as he pounded desperately on the console, his knuckles turning bluish purple from the force.

"Give up, Obadiah."

"Even with Arc Reactor energy, you can't escape my ice prison."

As Obadiah Stane watched his body gradually being covered by ice and snow, he grew even more frantic.

"No, I can't die! I can't die here!!!!!"

"I haven't completed my army of armored suits yet!!!!!!"

"I haven't built my arms empire yet!!!!!"

"How can I die??????"

"Tony Stark!!!!!"

"Tony Stark!!!!!"

"Save me!!!!!!"

"Save me!!!!!"

Obadiah Stane's desperate cries played through the speakers as ice flowers formed one after another over the black armor.

Everyone could only see

the black-clad young man lightly swing the blade in his hand. Snow drifted from the sky, and beneath the blanket of snow, Iron Monger froze solid, becoming a massive mechanical ice sculpture and falling completely silent.

Yet Obadiah Stane's desperate pleas still echoed and drifted through the silent air.