Chapter 1239: The Shock of Batman? Beyond Imagination Battle Standards

"What an annoying little pest!"

From Frieza's mouth came a low growl; in an instant, he yanked—and countless Tonys in midair could not withstand this force, all hurtling toward Frieza.

Frieza's face darkened; his hands swept sharply, and continuous waves blasted outward in a whoosh-whoosh-whoosh, fireworks exploding in midair, erasing every last one of Tony's infinite illusions.

Seeing the energy wave hurtling toward him, Tony's expression turned grim; he instinctively pressed the button on his chest, activating the Iron Man nanotech armor.

He raised his arms to block, the nanotech forming a vibranium shield that absorbed the energy wave head-on.

Finally, Tony spun with a whoosh, deflecting the energy wave toward the horizon, while blue flame jets erupted beneath his feet, instantly appearing before Frieza.

The fists of the Iron Man armor transformed into massive hammers, rocket boosters firing from the elbow joints, accelerating the hammers forward with even greater speed.

CRASH—struck Frieza's cheek.

Knocked him off balance.

Frieza straightened, extended a finger to wipe blood from his cheek, fell into brief silence, then stared coldly at Tony: "Do you think I'm Thanos?"

"Tony, I originally intended to recruit you."

"But now, I've changed my mind!"

Frieza's face twisted into a snarl; he clenched his fist: "The debt for making me bleed—I'll repay it with your blood!"

As he spoke, Frieza punched straight toward Tony's chest.

His fist was wrapped in a layer of Dragon Ball ki—he intended to pierce Tony's chest with this blow.

"Not acceptable!"

A calm voice sounded; a hand reached out, blocking Frieza's punch.

That palm possessed the power to transform decay into wonder; with a light touch, space itself warped.

CLANG—a sharp crack—and Frieza's punch failed to pierce the warped space.

"... This is..."

Frieza's pupils shrank sharply.

In that same instant, Superman and Wonder Woman streaked in from afar.

Superman saw Tony unharmed, instantly exhaled in relief, a look of relief crossing his face.

He had sensed Frieza's killing intent; his super-hearing had caught the vacuum burst from that terrifying punch.

Undoubtedly, if Tony had been struck by that punch, he'd be dead—or at least half-dead.

"President! Lucky you arrived just in time."

"If you'd come a moment later, you'd only be here to collect my corpse..."

Tony saw Su Han and exhaled in relief, yet his tone remained flippant.

"Tony Stark, what you should've done was bring a whole army of Iron Man armors, then use those... top-tier Iron Man armors! To tie up Frieza."

"Instead of charging in alone."

Su Han glanced at Tony.

"I'll be more careful next time!"

Tony shrugged.

"You two are chatting right in front of me—do you think I'm not here?"

Frieza's eyes darkened.

The next moment, a figure with pink hair appeared behind him.

Qi Mu Nanxiong pulled off the two suppressors on his head; his eyes instantly blazed with brilliant light, and his telekinesis surged, overwhelming Frieza.

Frieza's expression shifted—he felt an immense force slamming him downward, instantly piercing through the crust.