It's worth noting that they had dealt with the Hulk frequently before—especially General Ross, who had spent nearly his entire life trying to capture him.
Therefore, no one understood better than Ross just how terrifying the Hulk's power truly was: the kind of strength that could crack the earth with a single punch.
Whenever they attempted to capture the Hulk, even the lightest touch from him was enough to kill or seriously injure them.
Yet this woman—whose physique was childlike compared to the Hulk and the Abomination—possessed strength equal to theirs.
How could they not be alarmed?
This wasn't just astonishing—it was utterly unreasonable!
Not only were the surrounding spectators caught off guard, but even the Hulk himself was stunned.
He, who had always been invincible in terms of raw strength, had just been sent flying by a single punch from a woman.
It made no sense—he couldn't understand why.
The less he understood, the angrier he became—and the angrier he grew, the stronger he became. The more defiant he felt, the more fiercely he wanted to fight.
Sure enough, after smashing a deep crater into the ground, he showed no sign of backing down.
Instead, with a quick somersault, he sprang back to his feet and charged furiously toward 2B, unleashing a barrage of punches.
Seeing this, 2B didn't retreat. She clenched her fist and met his assault head-on.
Their fists collided once again.
This time, 2B clearly sensed that the Hulk's power had grown slightly stronger than before.
She was secretly surprised. Her creator had been right—the green behemoth before her truly grew stronger the angrier he became!
No wonder her boss was so interested in him; his abilities were simply extraordinary.
If their boss could harness this power, they would undoubtedly stand firmer in this world.
They exchanged another punch, and both staggered back several steps.
But almost instantly, they charged at each other again—one punch, two punches, three…
The two warriors rained blows upon one another, nearly every strike landing squarely.
Such an onslaught would knock almost anyone unconscious on the spot.
Yet 2B and the Hulk stood as straight as statues, enduring the full force of each other's power.
Their frenzied exchange only ended when the sheer recoil of their collision sent them flying apart once more.
Because 2B lacked a pain-sensing system, the punches that struck her caused no discomfort.
The real problem was that the Hulk's strength kept increasing—and she was beginning to struggle to keep up.
Her body was being blasted backward uncontrollably by his force, and if this trend continued, she would inevitably be at a disadvantage.
Meanwhile, the Hulk roared in pain as 2B's fists struck him—but the damage wasn't fatal. On the contrary, the intense pain only fueled his rage.
And the angrier he became, the faster his power grew—and the more terrifying his strength became.
In terms of combat endurance, few—if any—in the world could rival the Hulk.
Even Captain America, who could hold his own in battle for an entire day, couldn't match him; after all, even he would tire eventually.
The Hulk could probably last a month without any problems!
"Hulk, smash!!!"
His personality resembles that of a mentally challenged child—repeating the same few phrases, then gritting his teeth and charging into battle.
Though undeniably fierce, his fighting style is extremely simple, relying almost entirely on brute force to overpower technique.
That approach works fine against weaker foes—but it's far less effective against opponents of equal strength.
In the cinematic universe, for instance, the Hulk was decisively defeated by Thanos and lost consciousness, reverting back to Bruce Banner.
Unfortunately for him, 2B currently possesses strength comparable to his. That means he can't hope to overwhelm her quickly through raw power alone.
And 2B wouldn't give him the chance. After observing that the Hulk's power was steadily increasing, she decided not to waste any more time. She'd already gathered the data she needed from her impromptu power-level test.
At this point, her combat capability is more than enough to match the Hulk in his normal state—and even hold her own against him in his enraged form.
As for the Abomination? He's not even in the same league.
His maximum strength currently fluctuates between 26 and 28 tons—still clearly inferior to the Hulk's.
2B, meanwhile, is operating two tons below her own 30-ton limit. And at their level, even a single extra pound of force can be the straw that breaks the camel's back—potentially decisive in close combat.
For strength-based warriors like them, that margin matters immensely.
Having reached her conclusion, 2B saw no reason to prolong the fight.
With a thought, she raised her hand and made a subtle gesture. From a small container nearby, a vial of super neurotoxin flew into her palm, guided by an unseen force.
She then pointed toward the Abomination, who was still drawing her sword a short distance away.
"!!!!" — pure disgust.
Seeing 2B point at him again, the Abomination instinctively raised his arms to block, his face twisted in terror.
2B curled her lip. "You'd better wash your neck and wait," she said coldly. "Once I've dealt with the Hulk, I'll come back for you."
With that, she made a sharp grabbing motion in the air—and a surge of mysterious energy erupted around her.
In an instant, her Adamantium-alloy dagger shot back into her hand.
Preparations complete, she turned her full attention to the Hulk.
"Guess how long you'll last," she said. "Five seconds? Ten?"
Before the words even finished leaving her lips, she launched her attack.
This time, she wasn't unarmed—she wielded her Adamantium-alloy sword, striking with her full might.
Her toes barely brushed the ground before a crater formed beneath her. In the blink of an eye, she vanished from her spot and reappeared directly in front of the Hulk.
Her speed was beyond human perception—high-velocity, high-mobility close-quarters combat was her specialty.
In that instant, the blade in her hand became a black afterimage slicing across the Hulk's chest.
Green blood erupted from the wound.
Before the Hulk could even react, 2B drove the vial of super neurotoxin straight into the gash.
Then, with effortless grace, she touched down lightly and walked away—toward the Abomination—without so much as a backward glance.
As she strode forward, she began to count under her breath.
"One… two… three… four… five…"
BOOM!!
The moment she reached five, the Hulk's massive body collapsed without warning—like a crumbling skyscraper.
"Only five seconds," 2B said, unimpressed. "Nothing special."
"!!!!!" The onlookers gasped in unison.
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