"How about this then?" Steve gripped the circur shield with both hands as he used his ow to try to crush Kyle directly beh him.

  "Not bad," Kyle replied with borious breaths. He firmly pressed his left shoulder against the shield, with one knee and his right palm sunk into the muddy ground.

  Steve wa the shield down and overpower Kyle, while Kyle aimed to push the shield away and rise to terattack. At this moment, their battle became a pure power struggle, a tug-of-war of sheer strength!

  "Kyle, surrender!" Steve said solemnly, as he began p in his full strength to exert pressure upon Kyle, and the shield gradually began to lower. After all, occupying the higher ground, Steve believed that he was not inferior to Kyle in terms of raw strength.

  "It won't be that easy," Kyle gritted his teeth as he replied back while maintaining his position of shielding without wavering. The l of the shield was, in fact, just the grouh them colpsing under Kyle's feet.

  Although he was wearing a tight bbat Uniform, the bulging muscles all over his body were visibly expanded. With his right palm supp the ground, his fist ched tightly at some point. The golden sunlight shone on Kyle's body which is crafted like that of a Greek God, making him look like a bronze sculpture representing pure power.

  Uhe astonished cries of the Ameri soldiers and Steve's incredulous gaze, the shield pressing down on Kyle began to rise inch by inch at a rapid pace.

  "If you wao surrehis alone is far from enough," Kyle pushed Steve's shield away and took a few steps back, panting heavily, and spoke with an exhausted expression on his face.

  "I admit that but now, your stamina is almost depleted," Steve said, his eyes filled with plex emotions. Kyle had exerted his full strength and pushed the shield aside, disregarding everything else and this indeed had won back a slight glimmer of hope for Kyle, but it also pushed him into a desperate situation.

  Steve tinued, "Your attacks have no meaning against this shield."

  "Steve, it seems you've fotten," Kyle suddenly smiled and said, "I haven't used my o. Do you really think you've already won?"

  Saying that Kyle reached bad gripped the hilt of his sword with his left hand, pulling out the Carbonadium Sword. pared to the Adamantium Shield with its colorful graffiti patterns, the Carbonadium Sword was simply a single-handed sword, with a smooth mirror-like bde that exuded a suffog sharpness.

  "While close-quarters bat is not bad, it's too troublesome to rely on fighting to kill enemies otlefield," Kyle said coldly as he tightened his grip on the sword with his left hand.

  He still possessed the green Ability Card for Swordsmanship.

  But what was more important was not just the Swordsmanship, but leveraging the sharp characteristics of the Carbonadium Sword to signifitly increase his attag power.

  Even if he had ons like the Carbonadium Steel Cws or the Carbonadium Steel Knife in his hands, the difference would not be that signifit.

  With a sharp cold on, Kyle could achieve a o kill with any of these ons!

  At the outermost edge of the soldier crowd…

  Joseph looked at the two on-wielding individuals in the tral area and quickly walked up to Agent Carter. "Agent Carter, those two guys are really going all out now. If we don't stop them soon, there might be an act!"

  Agent Carter shook her head lightly, her gaze never leaving the battlefield as she spoke, "Now they're going all out? Haven't you noticed it already? They've always been serious about wanting to defeat each other."

  Joseph asked in fusion, "What's going on? Their fight came out of nowhere, and isn't it almost time for Operation Whitestar to begin?"

  "I only specute," Agent Carter muttered with a sharp and plex look in her eyes. "Steve has been holding onto something for a long time, wanting to let it out. It's because no matter what they do, Kyle always mao be oep ahead of him, leading the way."

  "The qualification for the Super Soldier Program, the Adamantium Shield, these were all ily given to Steve by Kyle. Despite this, Steve still feels that the gap between him and Kyle is getting bigger and bigger."

  "He even feels a ck of fiden his own title of Captain America, he is perhaps questioning himself— why he only huddle under Kyle's prote despite havier opportunities and ons? He also wants to be at the forefront like Kyle, holding up a shield for him."

  "So, as a Captain who is about to lead soldiers into eerritory, Steve wants to find himself and regain his fidehrough this fight with Kyle."

  After Agent Carter finished speaking, the intetle in the tral area was reag its climax.

  The fierce csh of sword and shield produo sparks due to the dissipation of kiiergy, only the crisp sound of metal striking against each other reverberated clearly in the square.

  After their sword strikes and shield defenses ralized each other, the two batants brushed past each other, still delivering painful blows with their fists! Kyle and Steve were the best friends and rivals in this world, each possessing their own pride and indomitable spirit.

  Both wao be at the forefront, winning more stages and attention in this era.

  Uhe sun, on the square. Kyle and Steve, oh a sword and the other with a shield charged towards each other with a resounding roar.

  This awe-inspiring se was imprinted in the eyes and minds of over a thousand Ameri soldiers at the base, remaining as vivid as if it happened yesterday even half a tury ter. And even half a tury ter, this se would be transformed into a physical sculpture by the most aplished sculptor, standing proudly in front of the War Memorial.

  "Bang!!!"

  The Carbonadium Sword flew high into the air, spinning tless times before embedding itself in the muddy ground not far behind Steve.

  Steve maintained his shield-swinging posture, while Kyle was forcefully thrown backward, leaving a noticeable mark on the ground. Finally, he y motionless on the ground feeling thhly exhausted.

  "Captain Steve?" The soldiers were prepared to cheer for the victor, but at this moment, Steve raised his hand and exhaustedly admitted his defeat. "I've lost."

  A clear bloodstain appeared on the side of his neck. It seemed like a minor injury, but blood tio drip from it.

  "You must be tired," Kyle struggled to get up and brushed off the dirt from his body as he spoke. The final decisive blow wasn't when his sword slipped from his hand. It was when he deliberately threw the sword as a hidden on after taking a shield strike.

  If he hadn't held back, Steve would have been decapitated by now.

  "Kyle, did you use all your strength?" Steve gasped as he covered his wound, his eyes fixed on Kyle, seeking an answer.

  Kyle hesitated for a moment before he nodded and said, "Yes."

  Although he hadn't used "Stealth" and "Vibranium Bracer" yet, Steve was the most formidable and challenging oppo he had ever entered.

  "Is that so?" Steve nodded with satisfa, g his fists firmly. He said with unwaveriermination, "This time, I'll let you take the lead, but someday, I'll definitely surpass you! Otherwise, I would have let down your expectations!"

  "Then I'll wait to see that day," Kyle replied with a faint smile. He gnced around at the surrounding soldiers, took a deep breath, and spoke coldly, "Are you all ready? Follow us to annihite the enemy otlefield!"

  "We're ready!" The resounding shouts of the massive answer echoed throughout the base. Five hundred Ameri soldiers rose to their feet with a brush, gazing fervently at the two figures in the ter.

  "Then grab your ons and follow our lead!" Steve shouted loudly, taking up the and. The assembled soldiers immediately gripped their ready firearms and collectively made way for a path.

  After this battle, both of them were covered in wounds, but their prestige was multiplied several times pared to before the fight, and the morale of the troops was at an unpreted high.

  "So, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" At the and of Kyle and Steve, the two of them charged ahead, leading their team out of the base, aing with great momentum.

  Watg this se, Joseph excimed, "These two might just ge the course of the war."

  "No," Agent Carter watched the team depart and stated firmly, "They will definitely ge it!"

  (End of Chapter)