Asgard, the training grounds.
This was a combat-centric arena, and for the residents of Asgard, it was arguably their most thrilling pastime.
Every day, young warriors sparred and trained here.
And the tiered seating surrounding the arena was never short of spectators, nor was it lacking in thunderous cheers and applause.
Last time, Thor had a fight here with Lin Feng, but he was no match for Lin Feng at all.
And today, Thor once again appeared in the training grounds.
This time, his opponent was Hela, clad entirely in black...
Yes, not the Hela who coveted Lin Feng's soul and had dealings with the elder Thanos from the comics, but the Hela who had contended with Lin Feng for the Cosmic Cube last time.
On that previous occasion, Loki had played a trick on Lin Feng, bringing in people from the Time Variance Authority. Along with them came the elder Thanos.
When the battle commenced, that fellow saw the writing on the wall and fled. But upon returning to Asgard, Odin, Frigga, and Hela were already waiting for him...
Loki was stunned. He had never imagined that after sending Lin Feng away, Odin would arrive so soon.
In his mind, even with Frigga present, breaking that spell so quickly shouldn't have been possible.
He instinctively thought of Lin Feng.
However, Loki was overthinking. Lin Feng hadn't done anything. Instead, the magic taught to Loki by the Time Variance Authority had a limited duration.
As Lin Feng appeared before the Time Variance Authority team, that magic began to rapidly weaken, though Loki was unaware of it.
From this perspective, the Time Variance Authority team had no intention of cooperating equally with Loki; they had conveniently trapped him as well.
On Earth, with the magic’s weakening effect and the assistance of the Ancient One, even though they hadn't fully deciphered the spell, they could no longer diminish Odin's divine power.
The three immediately set off back to Asgard.
Upon seeing Loki, Odin, with a sigh of relief, bound him, gave him a good thrashing, and then threw him into the dungeon.
Had it not been for Frigga's intervention, the elder Odin and Hela would have beaten Loki half to death right then and there.
Thus, Hela's identity could no longer be concealed, and Odin seemed to have no intention of keeping it a secret any longer.
On this day, everyone learned that before Thor, Odin the Allfather had a daughter who had fought alongside him for many years.
Of course, Odin's family matters were not something for them to gossip about.
And not long after this, Thor also finally returned to Asgard.
Thor did not take kindly to this sister with her distinctive black eyes.
The primary reason was that this sister not only showed disrespect to his father but was also arrogant and looked down on him.
Could Thor endure such treatment? Of course, he wouldn't tolerate Hela's attitude.
If not for Frigga holding them back, these two would have already fought to the death.
Odin, meanwhile, acted as if nothing was happening, watching his son and daughter clash.
As for the father-daughter conflict between him and Hela...
Well, how to put it, it was left unresolved.
Hela still found Odin displeasing, constantly looking for opportunities to pick fault.
In her heart, she still had her sights set on Asgard's throne, believing that only under her leadership could its former glory be restored.
Just look at Asgard now.
The great Goddess of Death, Hela, almost mistook it for a chicken farm; everyone here was weaker than a chicken!
However, thinking of that Superman on Earth, Hela temporarily shelved her plan.
She wasn't foolish; it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Lin Feng wouldn't allow her to spread war across all the Nine Realms...
This caused her great consternation.
Even if she outlived Odin, there was still the young Lin Feng. It seemed she needed a different plan...
But today, clearly, was not a good day to sit quietly in the palace, sipping tea and contemplating plans.
Because of her brother, whose head was full of muscles.
Oh, honestly, she truly didn't want to admit such a person was her brother.
That foolish brother had once again challenged her today.
Hela couldn't recall if this was the eighth or ninth time.
In Hela's eyes, Thor, a child lacking education, was endlessly issuing challenges to her.
Each time, it was in this training ground.
However, one thing Hela had to admit was that with each challenge, she could see this foolish brother making visible progress.
From the first fight, which ended in less than five seconds, Thor could now last a good ten minutes against Hela with relative ease.
Of course, Hela hadn't taken this sparring seriously. In her opinion, it was no different from children playing.
"Hela! Hela! Hela!"
"Thor! Thor! Thor!"
Chants and cheers continued from the stands, creating a lively atmosphere.
Hela, with her good looks, immense combat power, and the revealed status of an Asgardian princess, had quickly garnered a legion of fervent followers.
Most of the cheers at the scene were for Hela.
Frankly, Thor felt a pang of jealousy. These cheers used to be for him!
A faint smile involuntarily curved Hela's lips, a smile she herself didn't notice.
She elegantly strode to the center of the training grounds, flicked her hands, and two blades appeared in her grasp.
"Come, my foolish brother, let me see what new tricks you've learned this time."
"Don't bore me; the fight will be over too quickly."
Thor snorted, his shoulders rotating, performing warm-up exercises, his joints cracking like popping beans.
"Oh, my poor brother, have your joints rusted from not exercising for so long?" Hela feigned pity, but her words were sharp.
After several battles, Hela had grasped Thor's personality: easily provoked and rather thoughtless.
Just as she suspected, with a head full of muscles, a few simple words made Thor's eyes sharpen.
Clearly, he was envisioning teaching her a lesson.
Thor snorted again, "Are you ready!"
Hela tilted her head slightly in surprise, not expecting Thor not to retort this time.
Didn't they usually engage in trash talk?
It seemed he had learned his lesson, realizing he couldn't win an argument and so chose not to respond!
With the sound of a whistle, the battle officially began.
Thor swung his weapon and charged forward rapidly.
Hela shook her head. This opening move was the same every time; honestly, she was tired of it.
And his reckless approach was also the same.
Without even bothering to raise her weapons, she sidestepped slightly and kicked Thor in the side.
Thor flew backward, groaning on the ground for a long while.
Thunderous cheers erupted again from the audience, as if seeing the Prince of Asgard being beaten was an incredibly exhilarating sight.