Malekith's fist hurtled straight at Wang Yang, carrying all his fury.
Just as the punch seemed about to connect, Wang Yang suddenly slipped past it.
Malekith's initial frenzy gave way to bewilderment.
He had thought there was no way his opponent could dodge that punch.
After all, he had used his full strength. Even a Dark Elf with the same physique as his might not have been able to evade it.
Yet a mortal had just dodged it.
Fury burned inside Malekith, but before he could react, he saw a similar punch hurtling toward him.
Bang!
With his own punch missing its mark, Malekith had no strength left to dodge.
Malekith staggered backward, his face furious and his appearance somewhat disheveled.
Like the Asgardians, the Dark Elves were a race that revered martial prowess.
Valor was the hallmark of the Dark Elves, yet now a mortal had actually punched him.
At that moment, burning fury could no longer describe Malekith. He was filled with destruction.
"Damn mortal! Damn mortal!"
"You actually managed to hit me! I am the king of the Dark Elves!"
Malekith was furious. In his eyes, a mortal should have been unable to defeat him or even land a blow on him. Yet Wang Yang had struck him and even forced him back.
"It seems the so-called Dark Elves are about as strong as I am!"
Wang Yang muttered to himself. There probably were not many talents he could obtain from his opponent, but with the help of the basic structure of magic runes and cosmic energy replenishing his body, his physique had actually become comparable to a Dark Elf's.
Yet strength like this still could not compare to Hulk's.
As for why he could not detect Hulk's talent...
It was probably because Hulk's power was not