Marvel Reverses Wolverine

Eager cheers and applause broke out in the stands. Asazo and Raven beside James jumped up and waved vigorously at their son. They even briefly forgot the unhappiness between the two and embraced together.

It's a triumph that doesn't mean much, but parents often rejoice in the little successes of their children.

James clapped his hands lightly with a smile, hooked the corners of his mouth, turned his head and said softly:

"You made a move."

Eric Lanshel grinned and cheered for Kurt with a big smile, and he also lowered his head and responded to his father's question that was not a question in a low voice.

"Slightly reduce the deceleration for this kid. Without me, he might be dizzy for a little longer, but nothing will really happen. This physique is really scary."

He looked at James with a gratified expression, straightened the hem of his elegant handmade leather jacket, and said hesitantly:

"I heard that the kid's younger sister, Dad, has also started to show her talent, which is weird and not bad. Their mother is still locked up by you, so you didn't care about it?"

"Hehe, do you care? If you care, why do you want to protect this little Peter?"

James raised his eyebrows and glanced at Eric, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly patted Eric's knee with trust in his eyes. This adoptive son who has grown up since he was a child is a real "face person" with a pattern in his heart.

"One day, if I can't take care of this world, my family will have to rely on me."

Eric was stunned for a moment, and said with a slightly flustered smile:

"What are you talking about? I am younger than you, but if I say something unlucky, hehehe. No matter what, I will walk ahead of you."

crunch! crunch.

Eric Lanshel made false control towards the completely collapsed alloy arena, whether it was the broken support structure or the completely torn metal floor, heaving and falling amidst sour bangs The distortion is being repaired.

In just over ten seconds, the arena, which seemed to have been bombarded by meteorites, almost returned to its original state. Only the chaotic scratches and gaps on the ground could faintly distinguish the terrifying scene just now.

The sound of sucking air-conditioning came and went one after another in the arena, and some bold people even yelled "Your Majesty Magneto", shouting excitedly.

Eric didn't care about this trivial matter. He looked at the complicated expression in his father's eyes and knew in his heart that this "father" of everyone in the Howlett family had silently undertaken many wrongdoings for more than a hundred years. A well-known secret.

"Dad, do you know that I once had a very special thought about what the world would be like if you had never appeared before."

The breeze blew through James' thick black hair, he suddenly grinned, blinked his eyes, and listened to Eric with interest:

"Without you, if I could survive the concentration camp, I would definitely do my best to seek revenge from Sebastian Shaw. After that, sooner or later, the mutants will face the boundless exclusion and hostility of the entire human world. I will resist , Resisting at all costs! But maybe applause will be difficult to applaud after all, and it will be futile.”

The smile on James' face was gone, he looked at Eric silently and smiled at himself, and continued to deduce the "non-existent" world.

"Apocalypse. Maybe there is no chance of being awakened, and I don't know when to sleep, or I wake up and bring this world into extreme destruction"

".Hey! My good buddy Charles, with his indecisive and timid character, will most likely confront me. I don't know what will happen to Emma. The race of variable races will be in the midst of their constant internal friction and Under the endless siege and suppression from the outside world, he stepped into an unpredictable and terrible situation, to be honest, Dad"

Eric propped his elbows on his knees, suddenly stood up straight and looked at James solemnly, and said seriously with burning eyes:

"——I can't think of anyone else who can do better than you, and who can bring us today's world, so...hehe, fortunately, you are immortal. We people and even this world can't live without you."

"Hahahaha. Good guy! Don't, don't, do you want to exhaust your old father to death?"

James suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, even attracting the attention of the surrounding Asazos, Alex and Hank.

He shook his head, pondered for a while, continued to look at the game on the field, and said very casually:

"It's just a request, don't think too much. This world is not just the planet under our feet. The universe is too big, and no one can guarantee what the future will be like. I might go to other planets for a walk. That little guy with wings , it's a bit miserable to be bullied."

Eric followed his father's gaze, "Angel" Warren was entangled in the right wing by the rose-red energy substance that turned into a long whip chain in the hand of the spirit butterfly.

The part where the energy whip was wound was scorching, and Warren Worthington's pair of pure white wings were covered with black marks, and there were big beads of sweat on his handsome face. They fell down one after another, and the wings, which were no different from limbs, felt continuous pain.

Although Warren told Kurt that he was a coward before the start of the game, the fight really started. The kid would rather endure the severe pain like a branding iron and the wounds all over his body than give up and admit defeat.

"Ho!"

The same pure white combat uniform on the angel's body was cut with knife marks, and even the flesh inside was slightly turned outwards, and the dripping red dyed on the white feathers was particularly glaring.

He suddenly waved his wings with all his strength, and relying on the energy whip in Lingdie's hand, he suddenly lifted her up, and slammed her heavily on the energy grid around the ring.

"Ahem. Hiss."

The young Elizabeth Braddock felt the painful crunching sound on her back, and was knocked away for a moment.

Warren's huge wings are the most powerful part of his body. The unique back bone structure and extremely developed back muscles drive the wings to flap, and he can easily fly away three or four strong adults.

His eyes can withstand the blows of high-speed winds, and his vision is as superb as that of an eagle. He also has a special breathing membrane that can extract oxygen from the air at extreme speeds. His speed when flying at full strength can even exceed the fastest flight in nature. frigate bird.

But other than that, Angel Warren has no real capital to compete with his opponents.

The energy weapon in Psylocke's hand is extremely sharp and can change its shape at will. At the same time, it has a blazing burning effect. Warren is always hovering in the air to avoid Psylocke's various attacks, but he will be cut if he gets close.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

Warren stroked the bleeding wound on his chest, and suddenly flapped his wings soaring over twenty meters in the air, not giving Psylocke a chance to suddenly leap up to him.

"I thought that in the legendary academy that gathers the most talented mutants in the world, even if not all of them are true warriors, there shouldn't be cowards who are afraid of fighting and running away!"

Lingdie stood up with one hand on the ground. She put away her energy weapon and danced with her unopened competition sword, provocatively, and then looked at the referee aside and said proudly:

"Ms. Referee, avoid fighting! How to judge."