Chapter 42: Adamantium Bullets, Learning Martial Arts
The Super Soldier Serum spread like wildfire, reshaping every inch of Jiang Feng's body.
At this moment, even without relying on the Iron Man armor, his own body possessed enough strength to take down an ordinary superhuman barehanded.
He was no longer just a mechanical warrior propped up by armor.
His skyrocketing strength and rapid regeneration had turned Jiang Feng's body into a walking weapon of war.
He was now a powerful warrior.
In the following days, the bustling city of New York continued to spin under the neon lights and noise.
But Justin Hammer's name temporarily disappeared from the headlines.
According to intel intercepted by Linglong, the arms dealer was still running around frantically over the Whiplash incident.
After all, Whiplash had just been captured, and on the very same night, he was blown up in prison, his body disfigured and unidentifiable.
Such an incident naturally raised suspicions.
To get Whiplash safely to the U.S., Hammer still needed to put in a lot of effort to deal with the aftermath.
Jiang Feng, being unmonitored, was able to devote most of his energy to research.
Because of this, the killer who had once terrorized New York disappeared without a trace, never to appear again.
Citizens remained fearful and rarely went out at night.
The criminal underworld of New York suffered heavy losses.
With the deaths of Kingpin, Tombstone, and others, their power was drastically reduced.
They were no longer as arrogant and domineering as before. Hell's Kitchen became increasingly desolate.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had just launched an investigation, only to find the killer had vanished as if evaporated into thin air.
They couldn't help but suspect—
That the maniac who had previously wreaked havoc in Hell's Kitchen might actually have been Ivan Vanko.
After all, as soon as he was captured, the killer vanished, and Ivan clearly had the capability to build an armored suit.
It was hard not to suspect him for both reasons.
Jiang Feng didn't know how others were guessing the killer's identity.
But he had indeed temporarily washed his hands of that business and immersed himself in two technological projects.
In the lab—
The production of Pym Particles was still ongoing.
Inside two petri dishes, solutions glowed azure blue and crimson red, filled with countless nanoscopic particles.
These particles were constantly restructuring and splitting, as if given life.
This technology that could arbitrarily change the size of matter was far more complex than the Super Soldier Serum.
It was essentially unreasonable black technology.
Even though Jiang Feng's learning abilities were steadily improving and his knowledge base expanding, he still found Pym Particles incredibly tricky.
After exhausting himself, he managed to create just a small amount, likely enough for a single use, still far from mass production.
In another roaring machine—
Liquid adamantium churned inside a special container, like a pot of boiling silver magma.
Compared to the non-renewable vibranium—
Adamantium could be artificially synthesized, and while its cost was relatively lower, it still wasn't cheap by any means.
The high cost remained staggering.
Jiang Feng spent a vast amount of resources and only obtained a small vial of liquid adamantium.
Clearly not enough to make an Iron Man suit.
So—
He chose to inject it into a special mold, crafting over thirty silver-white needle-shaped armor-piercing rounds.
These bullets gleamed coldly under the lab lights.
Weapons made from Marvel's top-tier materials would surely be effective, even against the Hulk or Thor.
They would greatly enhance Jiang Feng's damage output.
Moreover—
As his power grew and his resources expanded, the amount of adamantium he could produce would also increase.
If Jiang Feng's backpack held thousands of adamantium bullets—
He might only need a small handgun to dominate across worlds, eliminating the majority of enemies.
Just imagining them piercing through elite enemies was enough to make Jiang Feng excited.
As for vibranium—
Jiang Feng had not used it yet. It was locked in a specially designed radiation-proof safe, quietly stored.
He knew the value of non-renewable resources.
The more you use, the less you have. It was incredibly hard to obtain.
He planned to wait until Pym Particle research succeeded before attempting to enlarge it—so that this rare resource could reach its maximum potential.
Aside from the two projects—
In his spare time, Jiang Feng also squeezed in time to learn some martial arts, frequently appearing at various martial arts dojos around New York.
He already had a strong learning ability.
After his body was enhanced, he became a combat genius molded through postnatal strengthening, with an extraordinary comprehension of martial arts.
Jiang Feng's brain functioned like a supercomputer. Every move, every martial art technique could be instantly broken down and analyzed.
His current ability to learn combat could already rival the Mimic Master who was taken down by a headshot.
In just a few short days—
He had mastered a wide array of martial arts from around the world, integrating them into instinct.
Wing Chun, Muay Thai, wrestling, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu…
Jiang Feng leveraged his vast funds to continually seek out masters and learn from them, and his terrifying learning speed—
Left an unbelievable legend in New York's martial arts community.
Many veteran masters who had spent decades immersed in martial arts—
Were completely defeated by Jiang Feng and found it unbelievable.
Skills they had spent a lifetime mastering—
Jiang Feng could grasp with just a glance, and after a few casual drills, he'd achieve mastery.
In just a few days—
He had learned nearly all the mainstream martial arts techniques available on the market.
Those so-called grandmasters and instructors had all been drained dry—there was nothing left to teach.
Jiang Feng gave up on learning from others—
And chose to train in isolation at home, turning a room in his rental into a dedicated training ground.
When Jiang Feng practiced in his boxing room with metal training dummies—
The scholarly elegance of a scientific researcher had long since vanished from his eyes, replaced by the sharp and ruthless gaze of a beast.
If the multi-style martial artist Jiang Feng—
Were to fight against someone using the green-tier armor again, he was confident he could dismantle them into a pile of scrap in under a minute.
After enjoying a few leisurely days—
Hammer Industries' CEO, who had been away for a while, finally returned to the New York headquarters—with news in tow.
That day—
Jiang Feng was in the lab, browsing through other military technology documents.
A flash of white light—
Linglong suddenly projected a hologram and popped up.
"Master, Justin Hammer has arrived at the company building. He's on his way here, and he's brought Ivan Vanko."
Upon hearing that—
Jiang Feng nodded to indicate he understood, and Linglong's projection disappeared.
Two and a half minutes later—
Hammer walked into the lab with his signature fake smile, followed by a man radiating danger.
"Jiang, come here! Look at the surprise I brought you!"
"This guy gave Tony a real hard time—now that he's joined us, taking down Stark Industries is just around the corner!"
Hammer opened his arms and cheered.
Seeing Ivan behind him, Jiang Feng curled his lips into a cold smirk.
Hammer really would stop at nothing to achieve his goals—
He dared to cooperate with anyone.
But this was a good thing. Whiplash joining Hammer Industries was also an opportunity for him.
Jiang Feng slowly stood up straight, his eyes sharp, landing directly on Ivan.
"Isn't this the guy who attacked Tony Stark in Monaco? I've been curious about you!"
As he spoke—
Jiang Feng stretched his tall frame fully. At nearly two meters, he was a full head taller than Ivan.
He looked extremely imposing.
"Wait, Jiang, when did you get so… jacked?"
Looking at Jiang Feng standing up—
Hammer's face was full of confusion and surprise. He widened his eyes and scanned him up and down.
In his memory—
Jiang Feng was only slightly taller than him, with a relatively thin build.
But now, he was built like iron.
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