Because Deathstroke had done it deliberately, he forced the Asphalt Prince away from the Charcoal Princess. At the original battlefield, only his cousin and the enemy were left staring each other down.
In Su Ming's view, a 2v2 fight was better split into two 1v1 duels. His cousin talked too much trash and smelled too pungent; keeping him nearby was more of a double-edged sword. Better for the two brothers to deal with their own enemies separately.
The Asphalt Prince was a little weaker. Deathstroke could knock him out of the battlefield and deal with him at leisure.
The Charcoal Princess was indeed stronger. She had probably stacked a few more layers of the "correct" buff, so someone like her was best left to Deadpool.
Whether he merely held her off or managed to finish her, Wade could not die anyway. He had popularity on his side. No matter how much Black people jumped around, there would always be people who did not buy into that ZZZQ nonsense.
"Wow, cousin really thinks highly of me, leaving the brawler for me. This Charcoal Princess should be Omniverse-level, right? She's pretty strong to most people. Maybe only American Ass could use the Fifty-Fifty Technique against her."
Watching his cousin turn into a streak of Black Light and ram the Prince deep into the woods, out of sight, Deadpool showed no tension whatsoever. He turned to speak to the empty air beside him while flexing the hand holding his katana.
"But you know what? Cousin made the right call again. If I had to deal with that Prince, I might not manage it. But when it comes to women, I'm absolutely the strongest. A Black woman like this, based on my experience, is worth twenty US Dollars a night at most. It's not