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In the reception hall, Kyle sat on the sofa and looked at Peter Parker, who was standing next to Tony. Peter wasn't tall, being a head shorter than Tony.
His delicate features and youthful face were filled with shyness, making him look like an ordinary middle school graduate.
However, his arms, slightly bulging under his clothes, hinted at hidden strength, making him look like a well-grounded neighborhood boy.
As Kyle watched Peter, the boy also watched Kyle eagerly with his small eyes. The young and handsome man before him was none other than the legend of New York City, the symbol of peace that ended World War II.
It was as if he had stepped right out of a history book. Kyle's golden eyes carried an imposing aura that made it difficult for others to look directly at him.
Even in casual clothes, his unique charisma and overwhelming presence were undeniable, inspiring both awe and reverence.
Oh my God!
The legendary hero Kyle was sitting just five meters away and had greeted him!
Peter's body shook with excitement as he thought of this. He wished he could grab his camera to capture this historic moment and add his own commentary. He wanted to show it to his aunt and classmates and brag about it.
"All right. You weren't this excited when you met me," Tony said, lightly patting Peter's shoulder.
Peter took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, but he was too overwhelmed to relax.
Kyle smiled and suggested, "How about we get to know each other in a different way?"
"Please tell me, Mr. Kyle," Peter said, his breath trembling with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.
Tony looked at Kyle, wondering what his godfather had in mind.
Kyle's smile deepened as he said, "Don't worry, it's the easiest and most straightforward way to get to know someone."
### Stark Industries Rooftop
On the open-air rooftop of Stark Industries, Kyle stood casually with his hands in his pockets while Peter stood ten feet away. Tony and Raina watched from the sidelines.
"Mr. Kyle, are we really going to fight?" Peter's excitement continued to grow, his chest heaving as he rubbed his hands together eagerly. He was dying to know how he would measure up against the legendary hero.
"Boy, use all your strength and every skill you have. Don't let me down," Kyle said calmly while looking at Peter with a calm look in his eyes.
Raina, watching them from the sidelines and smiled brightly before saying. "It's been a while since I've seen the boss in action. It'll be good for him to get some exercise."
Tony, looking worried, coughed and said to Kyle, "Godfather, isn't this a bit much? He's just a kid..."
Peter, full of fighting spirit, took a strange mechanical watch out of his pocket and strapped it to his right wrist. Rubbing his hands together, he said, "Mr. Stark, don't underestimate me!"
"I'm not underestimating you. I'm already giving you more credit than you deserve. But you need to understand who your opponent is," Tony replied with a wry smile. In his eyes, Peter was a fearless young cub.
Didn't Peter know he was up against the mightiest hero on Earth?
Captain America, Steve Rogers, had often stated publicly that Kyle was born to fight. The Hulk, Bruce Banner, had been beaten into submission by Kyle and had not dared to transform in New York for months.
Alien enemies like Ronan and Ego, who had ruled space for centuries, had finally succumbed to Kyle.
The more Tony learned about Kyle, the more he understood how powerful he was.
"Tony, if you're so worried, why don't you join Peter? Your new Mark-type armor must have some new improvements, right?" Kyle suggested, looking at Tony.
Tony hesitated but then moved from the sidelines to stand next to Peter. "Godfather, you said it."
"Mr. Stark, I get to fight alongside you," Peter said, more excited than ever. He hadn't stopped moving since earlier.
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"Be serious, kid. Us losing today is inevitable, but let's try not to lose too badly."
Tony stood beside Peter, took off his glasses, and gave a command to his smartwatch, "J.A.R.V.I.S., send up the latest Mark suit."
"Right away, sir!"
As J.A.R.V.I.S. finished speaking, several mechanical parts with engines flew up from the lab downstairs and headed toward Tony on the roof.
Peter jumped back in surprise and gave way as Tony stretched out his arms. The parts aligned perfectly with his body, quickly assembling into a gold and red suit. The chest and eyes of the armor glowed with a bright white light.
"Cool! The Iron Man suit!"
Peter instantly became a superfan, staring wide-eyed at Tony's high-tech suit. Then he glanced at his own wrist device, which was clearly lacking in budget.
Tony shrugged and said, "Kid, don't look at me like that. Be serious. Do well in this fight and I'll get you a custom suit."
"Okay!" Peter nodded eagerly and turned his nervous gaze back to Kyle. He crouched slightly, his left hand on the ground, in a spider-like fighting stance.
"Let's start," Kyle said, seeing Tony and Peter ready.
"Wait!"
Tony held up his hands, glowing with white light, and said earnestly, "Godfather, I have conditions."
"You're more of a child than Peter," Kyle rolled his eyes and said, "What are your conditions?"
"You can't use your double star form in the upcoming fight," Tony said sternly.
"Fine," Kyle readily agreed. The request wasn't unreasonable. If he used his double star form, it would indeed be too much.
"And you can't use Vis or Venom," Tony continued.
"Alright."
Kyle nodded. Vis could counter Iron Man's suit, and Venom was a perfect counter to Spider-Man. If they participated, it wouldn't even be a warm-up for him.
"And..."
While Tony was still thinking, Kyle decided to limit himself further and said, "How about this: I won't use the double star form, Vis or Venom. I won't use the Divine Flame ability or any weapons. I'll only use one-tenth of my divine power. Is that acceptable?"
Kyle's one-tenth divine strength was comparable to Captain America's physique, which was already a severe self-constraint for someone like him.
"What double star? Venom?" Peter was confused, knowing only that Kyle was constantly handicapping himself before the fight even began.
"Godfather, there are two of us. Aren't you being too arrogant?" Tony's eyes gleamed as he charged his suit's repulsor beams.
Thinking this might be his only chance to beat Kyle, Tony said eagerly, "Let's begin!"
(End of chapter)