Connelly Estate.
Vincent moved.
He stepped forward, the ground shaking beneath him.
Iron Mountain Lean (Eight Extremities Fist).
Like a charging elephant, Vincent slammed his shoulder into Peter's chest.
Crack!
Peter's sternum caved in. He flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through furniture, walls, and landing outside in the yard.
[+300 Desire Points!]
[+5,300 Desire Points!]
Vincent ignored the notifications. His muscles bulged, veins like coiled dragons. He grabbed the webbing stuck to his body and tore it apart with raw strength.
"You have power," Vincent said, walking through the hole in the wall. "But you're a slave to your animal instincts. Your attacks are predictable. Full of openings."
Peter's chest was already healing, flesh knitting together.
"Your regeneration is impressive," Vincent admitted. "But you're ugly. A monster."
Peter roared. His body swelled. His suit ripped apart.
He transformed fully into the Spider-Beast—a grotesque hybrid. Eight organic spider-legs erupted from his back like bone lances. His legs became massive, reptilian, covered in green scales. A thick, armored tail—like a dragon's—lashed behind him.
"Eight legs like bone spears," Vincent mocked. "What are you, Tang San with an external soul bone?"
Whoosh!
The spider-legs stabbed forward, faster than bullets.
Vincent danced.
His Illusory Step (from Eight Extremities and Maze Fist fusion) carried him through the storm of attacks. Every strike missed by fractions of an inch.
Peter's claws extended. His attacks grew faster, more desperate.
But Vincent was untouchable.
"Too slow," Vincent laughed, verbally taunting him. "Too weak. Too stupid."
[+1,200 Desire Points!]
[+3,500 Desire Points!]
[+5,400 Desire Points!]
Peter was a walking EXP farm. Every insult fueled his rage, and his rage fueled Vincent's point total.
The fight moved from the yard to the street. Peter's bone-legs punched craters into the asphalt.
Then Vincent stopped retreating.
"You're tired," Vincent observed. "Now it's my turn."
He grabbed two of Peter's spider-legs and yanked.
Snap!
They tore off. Vincent slammed his shoulder into Peter's chest again, sending him flying.
Before Peter could recover, Vincent grabbed his skull and smashed him into the ground. Once. Twice. Ten times.
"Your strength is impressive," Vincent said, tossing Peter aside like garbage. "But mine is greater. Your speed is decent. But I'm faster. Your technique is trash."
Peter staggered to his feet, six legs broken, two torn off completely.
"You're weak," Vincent said. "Pathetically weak."
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Vincent's Dragon Elephant Wisdom Technique unleashed its full power.
He broke Peter's legs. Tore off his arms. Pried open his skull. Kicked him in the groin with a Yin-Strike Kick.
"Too. Damn. Weak."
Peter collapsed, barely conscious. His regeneration was the only thing keeping him alive.
"Vincent Hall," Peter rasped, his voice distorted. "Is this... your martial arts?"
"Yes," Vincent smiled brightly. "How does it feel to be beaten to death?"
Peter laughed bitterly. "Your skill is unmatched. But I see your weakness. Your body has limits. You can't get stronger."
He shot a web to a nearby tree and swung away, retreating into the night.
"I'll make you pay," Peter's voice echoed.
Vincent shrugged. "Loser."
System Alert.
[Mission Complete: Martial Arts Beatdown.]
[Reward: Red Blind Box x1.]
[Total Desire Points Earned: +560,000.]
Vincent grinned. Beating Peter senseless had been incredibly profitable.
"I don't need to kill them," Vincent realized. "I just need to humiliate them repeatedly."
Abandoned Subway Station.
Peter screamed, writhing on the ground.
Vincent's Hidden Force (暗劲) was tearing him apart from the inside. Every cell was under attack.
His regeneration fought back, but it took fifteen agonizing minutes.
Dr. Connors watched coldly.
"You failed," Connors said.
"Vincent Hall is a monster," Peter gasped. "He was holding back. He could have killed me."
"Then we're lucky you have my serum," Connors replied. "Otherwise, you'd be dead."
"We need a real lab," Peter said. "Oscorp is slipping away. Vincent is buying shares. He's taking over."
Connors was silent.
"We need allies," Peter said.
"I have a backup plan," Connors admitted. "But it's dangerous."
"More dangerous than the Ice Demon?" Peter laughed bitterly. "We're already dead if we stay independent."
Connors nodded. "Then I'll contact Hydra."
Peter's eyes widened. "Hydra?"
"They offered me a position months ago," Connors said. "A fully equipped lab. Unlimited funding. They want my research."
"And what do they want in return?"
"Soldiers. Super-soldiers."
Peter grinned, despite the pain. "Then let's give them an army."
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