Chapter 129: The End of Hawk's Revenge (Seeking First Subscriptions for the Second Update!!)

The earth is trembling.

The gale is howling.

The vacation cabin, situated right on the edge of Fuhu, turned into a ruin in the blink of an eye as the shockwave passed, transforming from a beautiful, exquisite wooden house into complete wreckage.

The ground beneath Hawk’s feet has also cracked.

Low, guttural roars continue to emanate from the ruins of the cabin, growing louder and closer.

Until—

"Boom!"

A massive, pure green figure, like a cannonball, blasted through the debris burying it, and then stomped the ground to reappear before Hawk.

The next second.

The Hulk roared, *bang, bang*, shattering the ground beneath his feet, and like a massive wild bull, launched a savage charge at Hawk.

Hawk did not hesitate; he kicked off the ground violently, turning the cracked earth beneath him into powder, and transformed into a streak of light under the afternoon sun, charging toward the Hulk as well.

"Hulk!"

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

"Bang, bang!"

Within the Cosmo, burning flames of light constantly erupted.

Hawk turned into a cannonball, slamming directly into the Hulk’s massive body, and then, with momentum undiminished, carried the Hulk flying backward.

The Hulk’s massive frame continuously smashed through one thick tree after another in the woods by the Culver Culver Lake.

Carried backward by Hawk, the Hulk roared, slamming fist after fist into Hawk’s back.

Hawk’s face was flushed, the flames of his Cosmo growing ever more brilliant.

There was no fighting technique.

Nor were there any flashy combat moves.

While carrying the Hulk toward the nearby Fuhu, Hawk, enduring the Hulk’s punches, swung his right fist into a blur, slamming fist after fist into the Hulk’s waist.

The Hulk’s eyes grew increasingly furious.

Hawk’s eyes grew increasingly cold.

Boom!

Hawk carried the Hulk directly into Fuhu; their bodies shattered the ice on the surface, and as two thick pillars of water erupted, Hawk, leveraging his physical advantage, planted his feet directly onto the Hulk’s massive body the moment they hit the water, and while submerged, continued to strike the Hulk beneath him with cold, indifferent eyes.

He had already chosen his battlefield during his previous reconnaissance trips.

It was Fuhu.

To be precise, it was the water of Fuhu.

After awakening his Cosmo, Hawk had gained complete control over his five senses.

Even when fighting underwater, he could maintain his combat power through his Cosmo while holding his breath.

But the Hulk certainly could not.

No matter how strong the Hulk was, it still needed to breathe; in the movies, the Hulk had once been brought to high altitude and passed out from lack of oxygen, and during the battle with Thanos, it also needed to surface to breathe.

Therefore...

This Fuhu was the burial ground Hawk had chosen for the Hulk.

But the Hulk was clearly dissatisfied with this place.

After the Hulk’s hill-sized palm swatted Hawk away, it tried to drill toward the surface, but Hawk, who was as agile in the water as on land, paused, released a surge of air pressure, instantly appeared beneath the Hulk, and grabbed the Hulk’s thigh to continue pulling it toward the Culver Culver Lake bottom.

The entire Fuhu now seemed to be boiling.

One water column after another constantly exploded on the surface, and the ice layer shattered continuously.

Gwen, who had witnessed everything, was stunned; once she snapped out of it, she ran quickly to the shore to look down into the Culver Culver Lake.

The Hulk, with its massive size and green color, was very easy to identify.

But Hawk was not.

However...

Gwen strained her eyes, looking beneath the surface at the Hulk, who was flailing its limbs as if resisting something, and felt a sense of relief in her heart.

One sentence.

If Hawk had lost, then the Hulk would definitely have surfaced by now.

And right now, since the Hulk hadn't, and was showing a defensive posture beneath the water, it could only mean the advantage was on Hawk’s side.

Just as Gwen was thinking this, footsteps came from behind.

Gwen quickly regained her focus, seemingly thinking of something, and turned her head to look.

Coming into view.

She saw the tight-suited female operative who had been asleep on her car roof; she was now awake, though she had come to her side with a somewhat pale complexion.

Hearing Hearing Natasha also cast her gaze toward the water surface, where pillars of water were constantly exploding, as if a heaven-shaking battle were unfolding beneath.

While trying hard to locate the Hulk beneath the water, she took out her communicator from her pocket, preparing to contact headquarters.

As for Gwen?

Because she hadn't appeared with Hawk, Hearing Hearing Natasha assumed Gwen was just an ordinary passerby.

Then...

Bang!

Hearing Hearing Natasha, just about to dial headquarters, froze, subconsciously touched the back of her head, and turned around to look.

Coming into view.

Gwen had picked up a wooden stick from somewhere, and was looking at her with eyes that were one-third nervous, one-third apologetic, one-third firm, and one part worried.

What kind of pie-chart expression is that.

This thought flashed through Hearing Hearing Natasha’s mind, followed immediately by her rolling her eyes, the communicator in her hand dropping to the side, and her body collapsing to the ground.

Just like that.

The dignified S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Black Widow Hearing Hearing Natasha Romanoff, had been knocked out by a single blow from a high school girl who wouldn't turn eighteen for another few days.

Who would believe it if told.

Gwen looked at Hearing Hearing Natasha, who had fallen to the side, let out a cry of surprise, quickly dropped her stick, and then supported the unconscious Hearing Hearing Natasha.

She looked at the unconscious Hearing Hearing Natasha, pursed her lips, thought for a moment, wrapped her arms around Hearing Hearing Natasha’s waist, and began dragging her backward step by step, attempting to move Hearing Hearing Natasha away from the battlefield.

Gwen had no other thoughts when she struck just now.

She only saw that Hearing Hearing Natasha was standing with Bruce Banner, clearly on the same side, and Hearing Hearing Natasha’s previous actions were obviously intended to call for reinforcements.

How could that be allowed.

Hawk came to avenge his sister; it was only right and proper.

Therefore...

Gwen had subconsciously hit Hearing Hearing Natasha with the stick, but she didn't want to hurt her; if Hearing Hearing Natasha were left here, the battle between Hawk and the Hulk might cause her harm, so Gwen decided to drag her away from the battlefield.

This was a war between Hawk and the Hulk.

Since Hawk hadn't used underhanded tactics and hadn't harmed any innocents.

Then the Hulk couldn't either.

One-on-one.

That was the only way it was fair!

Beneath the water.

Accompanied by a massive splash, the Hulk, having sunk to the bottom of the Culver Culver Lake, plowed two deep trenches into the lakebed with its massive body.

And one must pursue the fleeing enemy with the remaining strength, not seek a hollow reputation like the Hegemon!

Bang!

Hawk, who had come for the Hulk’s life, launched himself, a massive splash erupting behind him, and once again darted in front of the Hulk, throwing a right hook directly.

In an instant.

The Hulk, lying on the lakebed, arched its body, the lakebed beneath it collapsing again at this moment, and bubbling water mixed with silt churned up from beneath the bed, burying the Hulk while also obscuring Hawk’s vision.

The next second.