“Shut up, Jarvis!”

“I’ve slept with hundreds of cover girls, and nobody says I’m fast!”

Tony said, a bit irritated.

His gaze never left Bante for a moment; the creature's speed clearly exceeded his visual reaction ability. A moment's distraction could lead to significant loss.

“To be precise, its speed reaches three hundred miles per hour.”

Jarvis didn’t understand why Tony was lying, but it had already calculated the speed of the Quick Flash Star through the computer.

Three hundred miles is about four hundred kilometers.

In reality, the maximum flight speed of Mark III is even faster than the J-22, and four hundred kilometers per hour is nothing to write home about.

But the problem is, just because the armor can fly that fast doesn’t mean Tony can!

It’s well known that most speed-based superhumans are not truly powerful because of their speed alone; their reaction speed is even more crucial.

Why is the train in the black robe so pathetic?

It’s simply because he lacks sufficient reaction time and is too weak.

It’s like driving on an open road; even if you speed to two hundred kilometers per hour, it’s barely acceptable, but if there are too many vehicles along the way, it becomes very difficult for the driver to react.

Bante’s ability to move at this speed in such a confined space demonstrates that his reaction ability and thought speed far exceed those of ordinary people. If he really gets serious, the performance of Mark III would be no match for him!

No!

It should be said that as long as the armor is operated with human reaction ability, it will never be able to defeat the opponent.

Not to mention that three hundred miles per hour is merely the usual speed of the Quick Flash Star, akin to how humans walk.

His limits can even reach a speed that the human eye cannot capture at all, and even machines need to slow down several times to catch a glimpse of a shadow.

“What kind of monster just popped up here!” Tony cursed inwardly.

After all, having just recently become Iron Man, the world in his eyes was still a normal world.

The demons and monsters behind hadn’t shown themselves yet!

Bante moved his limbs a bit, preparing to counterattack!

“Round two, Tony Stark!”

He lowered his body, adopting a starting position, and his mask closed once again. Through the black mask, his voice sounded cold and serious.

For him now, a few minutes of transformation time felt very long; he had enough time to toy with Tony.

“Come on, dinosaur baby!”

Tony seemed to take Bante lightly, continuing to provoke.

But in reality, knowing that his reactions would struggle to keep up with Bante, he had already instructed Jarvis to initiate the attack program and had relinquished control of the armor.

In his field of vision, Bante had already been completely locked on by Jarvis's intelligent program. At the same time, the weapon systems in the armor's elbows and shoulders had already deployed.

“You said you’d finish me off in three minutes; let’s see, there are two minutes and fifteen seconds left…”

“Bang!”

Just as Tony was about to say something witty, a black blur suddenly occupied his entire field of vision—no, Bante's attack had already reached him before the shadow covered his sight!

It felt like being hit by a speeding bullet train; Tony felt as if his ribs were about to snap!

Tony had long understood that his reaction ability could not compare to Bante’s, so he had given most of the control of the armor to Jarvis from the start, hoping to rely on technology to track Bante’s movements. As soon as Bante made a move, the suit would immediately launch an attack.

But what he didn’t expect was that even the armor’s cameras couldn’t keep up with Bante’s full-speed advance!

Even if Jarvis could keep up, it still needed time to control the armor’s movements.

“Mark III is damaged by 12%.”

Jarvis's cold voice rang in Iron Man's ear, but he had no time to care.

Bante didn’t immediately let go after crashing into him; instead, with those peculiar hands, he grabbed the head of Mark III like a claw machine and charged out of the factory with it!

The acceleration in that instant was something an ordinary person could not withstand!

If Jarvis hadn’t activated the reverse thrust device in an instant to slow down the acceleration, Tony might have fainted right then and there. Even so, Tony now felt dizzy, his stomach churning, and his brain felt completely blank as if it had been numbed.

At the same time, Bante didn't stop his assault.

After bursting out of the abandoned factory with Iron Man, he continued to move at high speed, his slender yet powerful arms propelling Iron Man forward, suddenly slamming him against the buildings along the way.

“Zing!”

Sparks flew out like a fountain!

The concrete buildings at that moment crumbled like tofu under the impact!

Even the titanium alloy Mark III showed significant wear in an instant, and the beautiful paint on its back was in complete disarray.

“Armor damage level at 26%.” Jarvis continued to issue warnings.

“Thanks, but why don’t you just push him away?” After a long time, Tony finally regained his awareness. The worse part was that from that hit, he had completely thrown up his breakfast from this morning inside his helmet, which then smeared all over his face.

“I definitely need to prepare a vomit bag for the next generation of armor!”

He silently yelled, then forcefully grabbed Bante’s arm with both hands, pushing the entire propulsion system to its limits!

“Whoosh!”

Flames erupted from his back!

Tony turned off all the thrusters on the left side of the armor, leaving only the right side, which disrupted the original balance.

Bante’s figure tilted immediately; he lost speed in an instant and had to let go of Iron Man, tumbling forward at an even higher speed!

Losing control at such speed would crush even a steel suit. But for the Zina Quick Flash tribe, this was merely a common occurrence, akin to a running human tripping over their own feet.

Of course, if handled poorly, it could lead to injuries just like a human.

He instinctively curled his body into a ball to cushion the massive impact.

Even so, it wasn’t easy.

Each time he made contact with the ground, he left a small dent in the surface, like stones creating ripples on water, until the dents became shallower and he finally regained control of his body, grimacing as he stood up.

In that moment, Bante had already flown several kilometers away. Fortunately, he initially moved with Tony in the opposite direction from the city to avoid drawing attention; otherwise, it would have been hard to imagine what kind of situation would arise!

“Now I understand why the Zina Quick Flash tribe has such strong healing abilities.” He stretched his limbs, feeling as if his body was falling apart. “If their healing abilities were any weaker, they could easily end up killing people just by falling.”

On the other hand, Iron Man quickly regained control of his body after shaking off Bante, flames spewing from his hands and feet as he spun in mid-air, coming to a stop suspended in the air—

“Still one minute and nine seconds left; no chance of making it to the zoo, huh, buddy?”

Tony even remembered to keep time; of course, he might have just glanced at the AI virtual screen.

“For me, that’s enough.” Bante sneered, “But I wonder if you have time to get back to your Stark Industries and swap in another arc reactor for yourself.”

Tony immediately had a bad feeling: “What are you planning?”

He received no response, or rather, the attack was Bante’s final response.

This time, he aimed for Tony’s biggest weakness—the arc reactor!

In fact, after Bante finished that sentence, Tony realized it and tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

Bante was as fast as lightning!

“Crack!”

The black claws pierced through the outer wall of the reactor at high speed!