Let's fight! I want to see how strong a so-called ninja really is!"
As Rogge felt the cold, metallic texture of the Mark III armor with his right hand, Tony suddenly spoke.
"No, I refuse!"
Rogge didn't even turn his head, directly rejecting Tony, and continued to focus his attention on the Mark III.
It has to be said that even with the extraordinary power of ninjutsu, the pinnacle of mechanical technology like the Mark III still made Rogge yearn to possess it.
"Why?" Tony came directly to Rogge's side, pressing him for an answer.
"There's no benefit to fighting you, and it's a waste of energy, so I refuse!"
After observing the Mark III in detail up close, Rogge gave his answer.
"Your new toy is indeed quite good. If you don't have anything else, I'm going back!"
Seeing that Rogge was about to leave, a thought quickly flashed through Tony's mind, and then he said with utmost seriousness: "You are a ninja who accepts commissions. I have a commission now, I wonder if you dare to accept it!"
Although he knew very well that Tony was using reverse psychology, Rogge still stopped the Flying Thunder God Technique he was about to use after hearing Tony's words.
"The content of the commission is very simple, it's just you fighting me in my armor. Regardless of whether you win or lose, I will give you a generous reward!"
"What do you say, will you accept it? Or are you afraid of my Mark III, so you don't dare to fight me!"
Tony deliberately said with a mocking tone, with an incredibly confident look on his face.
Looking at Tony's appearance at this time, Rogge shook his head helplessly, and then gave his answer.
"I have no interest in money!"
"But since you're so confident, I can give you a chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, Rogge's figure disappeared in front of Tony.
Although it wasn't the first time he had watched Rogge disappear in an instant, Tony was still somewhat fearful of this elusive ability.
A few seconds later, Rogge's figure reappeared in front of Tony, and in his hand, he held a scroll.
The scroll in his hand was the commission scroll necessary for accepting commissions.
"I'm a person who values formalities, so if you want to make a commission, you must first write the content of the commission and the reward on it, and then I will give you a final answer!"
"If you lose, I want a Mark III with its own arc reactor!"
After speaking, Rogge pointed to the arc reactor on Tony's chest.
"No problem!"
Tony readily wrote the content and reward of the commission on the commission scroll, and then threw the commission scroll back to Rogge.
When Tony signed his name on the scroll, a line of information was added to the commission page in the system.
"Commission Content: Fight Tony Stark in Mark III armor once; Commission Status: Uncompleted; Commission Reward: 5 Ninja Coins!"
Seeing that Tony's commission had passed the judgment, a satisfied expression appeared on Rogge's face.
Finally, there will be Ninja Coins coming in again!
Although there were only a meager 5 Ninja Coins, even a mosquito's leg is still meat, so Rogge didn't mind at all.
The difficulty of the commission was very low, it didn't require much time and effort, and he could also get a Mark III armor as spoils of war.
This was a very good commission, even ranking in the top three of all the commissions Rogge had carried out.
"I've accepted your commission! When and where do you want to start this battle?"
"Right now, the battleground will be here…"
Tony originally wanted to say to fight here directly, but after taking a look at his garage, he decisively gave up this idea.
"You decide the battleground!"
"Since that's the case, then let's fight outside!"
Rogge casually pointed out the window, and quickly decided on the location of the battle.
"Outside? Outside is the sea, you want to fight me in the sea?" Tony asked with a puzzled expression.
"No, it's not fighting you in the sea, but fighting you just outside! You can fly in the air, or dive into the sea, it's all up to you!"
After taking a look at the sea outside, although Tony didn't understand how Rogge was going to fight in that kind of place, he still agreed.
Tony quickly completed the donning of the Mark III, and then flew out of the garage, directly flying to the sea several kilometers away.
Just as Tony was about to look back to see how Rogge was going to get to this place, Rogge's figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then quickly fell under the influence of gravity.
Although Tony in the Mark III wasn't flying very high, he was still dozens of meters away from the sea surface.
Watching Rogge's rapidly falling figure, Tony originally wanted to fly over and save Rogge, but he ultimately gave up this idea.
He wanted to see how this ninja who had mastered mysterious ninjutsu would resolve the current situation.
Thirty meters… Twenty meters… Ten meters… Five meters…
Just as Rogge was about to fall into the sea, he seemed to have landed on the ground, standing steadily on the sea surface.
If it weren't for the ripples appearing on the sea surface under his feet, Tony would even suspect whether that was still the sea.
How did he do it?
This scene in front of him was not scientific at all, very unscientific!
For some reason, looking at Rogge standing on the sea, Tony thought of certain myths.
However, he quickly threw these strange thoughts out of his mind, preparing to let Rogge see what the power of technology was.
Without any hesitation, and without any probing, Tony flew directly towards Rogge, beginning his attack.
"He could have relied on the advantage of flight for long-range attacks, but he chose the simplest and most brutal close combat. Looks like I was underestimated!"
For Tony flying at full speed, the distance of dozens of meters could be crossed in just an instant.
After arriving in front of Rogge like lightning, Tony's right fist slammed out, hitting Rogge's chest.
Bang!
Tony's right fist undoubtedly hit Rogge, but Rogge turned into a cloud of smoke, quickly dissipating into the air.
Before he could figure out what was going on, a heart-wrenching pain came from his left shoulder.
Pain! Pain! Pain!
Tony felt as if he had been directly hit in the left shoulder by a rifle, and his entire left arm and shoulder were experiencing unbearable pain.
Was I shot?
This thought had just emerged when it was denied by Tony.
Wearing the Mark III, even if he was really hit by a rifle, he would definitely not experience such intense pain.
Tony turned his head and glanced at his left shoulder, and then he was directly stunned, his whole person maintaining a flying posture blankly, as if he had lost his soul.
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