Become Infinitely Stronger Starting from Marvel

In the gym, Kevin was being beaten crazily by Peter.

From the back to the arms and thighs, and finally directly to the chest and abdomen.

The places that were whipped first turned red, then bruised, and finally the skin and flesh were broken and bleeding.

Half an hour later, blood continued to flow out from the wounds all over Kevin body, dyeing his clothes bright red, and he turned into a bloody man.

But the one who could not hold on even more than Kevin was Peter Parker. After swinging and smashing for half an hour, he simply let go of the steel rod that was stuck to Kevin flesh and sat on the ground.

"Why don't you fight anymore?" Kevin asked puzzledly as he looked at Peter who was sitting on the ground. It was clear that I, who was covered in blood, had not fallen down yet so how come you, the abuser, fell down?

"Kevin, I've hit you with more than 10,000 sticks in a row, and now my arms are so sore."

Peter Parker rubbed his arm and looked at his good friend in front of him with eyes as if he were a monster. If an ordinary person was beaten like this, he would have been turned into meat paste long ago, but this guy just stood in a horse stance without even shaking his steps.

"You... young man don't have enough physical strength." Kevin said dissatisfiedly.

He obviously had a physique of 2.8, but he had to rest after only half an hour. Even the donkeys in the production team didn't dare to slack off like that.

However, although he was dissatisfied, Kevin also knew that this was indeed the limit of the opponent's physical strength.

Although Peter's physical attribute appears to be 2.8, Kevin knows clearly that the physical attribute represents the body's defense, physical strength, aptitude, and recovery speed.

Peter may have only reached the extreme value of 2.8 in physical defense among these four items, while the other three items were left far behind, unlike his panel data which showed all-round growth.

"Then you take a rest first and continue in half an hour. I will continue exercising." Kevin said helplessly.

While he was speaking, the bleeding wounds all over Kevin body had stopped bleeding and healed. It would only take another four or five hours for him to return to normal.

Looking at his lively friend, Peter could only step aside and ask, "Kevin, how long do I have to work today?"

"I can fight you all day long." Kevin said as he grabbed the iron lump and punched forward.

"Who asked you that?" Peter said speechlessly, "What I asked is when I get off work tonight."

"It's six o'clock now. You can choose to go back at ten o'clock." Kevin said, "Remember to come here immediately after school tomorrow."

"Got it." Peter nodded helplessly.

However, he had already received the $20,000 and there was no way to refuse. He felt that there was a thick barrier of money between him and Kevin.

Ten minutes later, Peter had almost recovered his strength and continued to beat Kevin all over his body. After half an hour, he went aside to rest for ten minutes and repeated this process.

During this process, Peter also began to discover that as his exercise volume increased, his already strong physical strength and power began to improve slightly.

It seems that the untapped potential in the body is activated through exercise.

This discovery made Peter start to take it seriously and he began to be willing to cooperate with the unconventional exercise of Kevin. The effect of the training was greatly increased, and after ten o'clock in the evening, he even didn't want to go back.

It was 11 o'clock when Peter, who was extremely tired, left the gym. After he left, Kevin, who had lost his experience pack, also stopped practicing.

At this moment, the physical experience bar that had just reached 1.7 in the afternoon soared to 1.7+0.2 (70%) after a night of exercise, and it will definitely increase by another 0.1 tomorrow.

Admiring the wonderfulness of Spider-Man's experience boosting package, Kevin took out a piece of paper and a pen from the corner and began to write the purple glow magic skill that he would teach Smith tomorrow.

With his spirit attribute reaching 1.7, Kevin now possesses almost photographic memory and millimeter-level precision.

Holding the pen, Kevin drew quickly without any auxiliary tools, leaving afterimages on his hands.

In just two hours, Kevin had reproduced the entire Divine Art plus Yue Buqun's annotations.

After doing all this, Kevin put away the secret book. Feeling that the bloody wounds on his body had not yet healed completely, Kevin simply sat cross-legged on the cold marble floor and began to gather his energy.

An hour later, when three more strands of purple energy appeared in Kevin energy core, the wounds on his body had healed completely. After eating some food to fill his stomach, he stood up and continued to exercise.

Now he finds that he seems to no longer need sleep. The damage to his body caused by staying up late is already lower than the speed of his body's healing.

"I seem to be becoming less and less human." Kevin thought silently in his heart, picked up the iron block beside him and started to exercise.

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Late at night, most people in New York City have fallen asleep, and only a few are still working hard for their goals.

In the hallway of a residential building in Brooklyn, a woman in her twenties was found dead at the doorstep with her eyes wide open and her body shriveled.

"Another step late."

In front of the mummy stood a 1.9-meter-tall man with blue eyes, a slicked-back black hair, a tall and strong build, and a windbreaker.

There was a white skull printed on the man's T-shirt on his chest, which looked murderous.

The man squatted down and gently pushed the woman's head away, revealing two bloody holes on her neck.

"Damn blood-sucking bastard." The man cursed inwardly, stood up, turned and walked into the darkness, then took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Matt, when will you be fit enough to go on a mission?"

In the hospital, Matt, lying on the bed again, said in embarrassment: "Frank, it may take me another two weeks to recover before I can walk normally. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's that group of blood-sucking bastards that can't be killed. Although they were very restless before, their hunting was regular and in a certain place. But there have been seven cases of blood-sucking corpses this month. I suspect they are up to something big."

"What about Blade? I remember that vampires have always been his field?" Matt's expression became serious.

"I tried to find him, but he had completely lost contact yesterday. That's why I came to you."

"How about I recommend someone to you?"

"Who do you recommend?"

"It's the student who appeared on TV a few days ago. I think he has great potential, and I want you to teach him." Matt said.

"You know I don't like to bring in new people, but I will pay attention. Compared to him, I admire that murderer more."

"Murderer? Who!"

"He's the mutant who wiped out the three gangs these past two days. I think his behavior is very much in line with my code of conduct." Frank said and hung up the phone.