The Strongest Against the Weakest

"Leon, how should we decide the order of our matches?"

Inside the lounge, the team gathered around Leon, and Tony was the first to ask.

"Since this is Asgard's home field, they'll choose their contestant for the first match first. Then we'll decide who to send based on the situation."

"For the second match, we'll choose first, and so on, until one side wins three matches."

Leon waved a hand. "Their first contestant is the eldest prince, Thor Odinson. I think any of you could give him a try."

The current Thor had yet to awaken the Thor-Force. He was merely a god of hammers.

Even if Mordo went up, it wasn't as though he had no chance of winning.

Yet upon hearing that their opponent was Thor, the main team members immediately became serious.

"Thor, the male lead from that explosive highlight reel, right? He must be the strongest among their people."

Tony analyzed, "The second prince, Loki, just embarrassed himself at the welcoming ceremony. They need to secure the first victory to boost morale, which is why they arranged for the eldest prince to go first."

His large eyes were filled with seriousness as his gaze swept over the other four.

"In other words, if we defeat him, we can deal a crushing blow to Asgard's morale, and the following matches will become much easier!"

Banner nodded in agreement. "Then should we send out our strongest fighter too?"

The others instinctively turned to look at Wanda.

"I'm fine with that." Wanda nodded.

"No! That's not right!" Tony rejected the idea.

He folded his arms and paced a few steps. "Pitting our strongest against their strongest is a stupid approach. We don't know much about these gods. Wanda should only take the field when victory is guaranteed!"

Wanda opened