MM Racing Chapter 607 The Strange Robot
Chapter 607 The Strange Robot
One by one, the Iron Man characters, stripped of their armor, reverted to 'Tony Stark'.
The same faces were piled up in front of Tony.
Some of them still looked bewildered, while others had already realized what had happened and looked frustrated.
We lost, we lost again.
The day before, they were loudly plotting in the "Anti-Tony" operations studio, full of confidence and anticipation.
They are now all groveling at Tony's feet in the S Universe.
Even if so many Iron Man figures were stacked up like a small mountain, they would appear so insignificant at this moment.
For a moment, amidst the swirling dust, there was only silence and suppressed cries of pain.
In the silence, the Iron Man members all wore expressions of resentment.
A proud person like Tony Stark would find it very difficult to accept being defeated in his area of expertise.
This sense of resentment intensifies, especially when the one who defeats them is another version of themselves.
Just when the Iron Man team was blinded by defeat.
Suddenly, a deafening cheer erupted outside the dueling arena.
Unlike the silence amidst the endless yellow sand here.
In the small town, those who had bet on Tony's victory in Universe S were overjoyed.
Although Tony has won 28 consecutive games.
But this time, the Iron Man team displayed an aggressive and determined attitude.
They still managed to entice some people to bet on the Steel Legion after the betting opened.
As a result, Tony's odds, which were almost dead, have seen a slight revival.
Those who placed bets made a fortune.
"Yes! Well done! I knew Tony from Universe S could do it!" a Rocket Raccoon exclaimed excitedly.
"Haha!" The party god swung his hammer with his right hand and raised a glass the size of his head with his left, taking a big gulp.
Most of the liquor flowed boldly down his neck.
After finishing the drink, he forcefully slammed the wooden wine glass onto the ground.
"I'm all in on Universe Tony, guys, I just believe in him, all in! Now we can party for days on end!"
Party Thor's lifelong love is throwing parties.
Fortunately, his party was Asgardian in style, unlike the informal parties in the United States.
In an instant, many people crowded around Thor at the party, offering suggestions for the next party theme.
But the joys and sorrows in the live broadcast room are not shared.
Those who had bet on the Iron Legion watched helplessly as the crowd jumped around Thor at the party, finding it all just noisy.
"Oh! How could this happen? These damn Iron Men, they're so arrogant even though they have no power! All my Dimensional Coins are gone!" A certain Grandmaster clutched his chest, and his vision went black.
"Hmph... all the money these bastards use to throw parties is ours! It's all those useless Iron Men's fault!"
Those who lost their bets were seething with resentment.
Fortunately, the person who was in the way left quickly.
The winners shouted Tony's name and swarmed out of the live broadcast room, heading straight for the duel arena.
the other side.
Tony stylishly spread his palms out.
So the suit of armor, which reflected the metallic luster in the sunlight, quickly detached under his control and recompressed.
Finally, it turned back into a button in his palm.
He fastened the button back to his collar, then expertly turned around.
In the distance, you can already see a dense crowd of people running from the town.
The crowd stretched out like a thick black line, accompanied by thunderous footsteps and billowing dust.
They were going to run over and toss Tony high into the air.
This is a traditional event in duels.
Those who won their bets will throw the hero who brought them victory into the sky.
This tradition of somewhat unleashing one's true nature was, of course, started by the Thors of Asgard.
Among the rushing crowd, Party Thor was clearly in the lead.
This Saul laughed heartily.
His strong arms were spread out far away, like a golden bear pouncing on Tony.
And Tony?
He raised his eyebrows with a relaxed expression, then opened his arms and shrugged as he faced the Iron Man characters.
They didn't say anything.
But every Iron Man could sense the smugness radiating from this guy's heart.
Look at this guy's uncontrollable grin; it's like an autonomous region holding an independence referendum.
Could someone please kick him hard in the butt?
They watched helplessly as Tony was surrounded by the crowd and tossed into the air.
The Iron Man characters, all with the same face, wear the same mask of pain.
"Damn it, that bastard beat me again."
"How can his armor modify the laws of physics? This kind of technology... is this even technology anymore?!"
"Did you see his expression just now? Exaggerated, arrogant, disgusting, disgusting!"
The Iron Man members gritted their teeth, staring at Tony as he was tossed up and fell back down, cursing under their breath.
After they finished berating Tony, they started blaming each other.
No Iron Man would ever be convinced by another Iron Man.
They were able to get together entirely thanks to Tony, that show-off.
Now that they've suffered a crushing defeat, the Iron Man heroes are too ashamed to remain where they are.
The small mountain they had piled up quickly dispersed, and one by one they put on their armor again and flew away in all directions.
Tens of thousands of armored vehicles spewed flames that filled the sky, like a sky full of stars being ejected.
—A star that departed with a venomous tongue.
White Jar was the last Iron Man to leave.
His face was grim as he stared at Tony, who was being tossed around.
His plan wasn't just to defeat Tony.
But defeating Tony was the crucial first step in his plan.
So after Tony won in an amazing way.
Bai Guan's face began to turn ashen and sinister.
He had a plan, a plan that no one on the Dimensional Continent knew about.
He wants to overturn the entire dimensional continent's order and change the entire multiverse because he is the White Tank Iron Man, and he is omnipotent.
However, the plan failed as soon as it got off the ground.
The white-canned Iron Man stared at Tony, then looked up at the sky.
Finally, without a word, he put his armor back on, took off silently, and stopped watching the pointless merriment.
In fact, no one cares about a group of defeated Iron Men.
They've failed too many times already, so another failure is only to be expected.
Tony Stark in the S Universe is so dazzling that everyone else is just background compared to him.
But this time is a little different.
The moment the white-canned Iron Man flew ten meters into the air.
Dozens of flames lit up from all directions.
That was the flames ejected from the thrusters.
Dozens of steel robots took off from a corner where no one could see them.
They traced white trails, converging on top of the white can, like a giant net enveloping him.
"robot?"
"Those are robots controlled by Jarvis. Aren't they supposed to be in charge of operating services? What are they doing here?"
"Something's not right. They remind me of Ultron. Could they be out of control?"
"Everyone be careful."
"These guys seem to be after the white-can Iron Man."
The crowd cheering for Tony seemed to have been put on pause.
The robot's undisguised movements attracted everyone's attention.