Iron Fist is an B-Tier, Duelist class Hero in Marvel Rivals. Read on to learn how to play Iron Fist, as well as a list of abilities, skins, and voice actors!
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Hero Tier List (Season 1)Iron Fist Hero Overview
| Tier | |
|---|---|
| Role | Duelist |
| Difficulty | ★★★★・ |
| Real Name | Lin Lie |
| VA | EN: Stephen Fu |
Fisticups
Ironfist is a brawler/diver hero in Marvel Rivals. His ability kit excels in hit-and-run tactics and thanks to his self-heal, he can permanently glue himself in the backlines and be a consistent threat against strategists and snipers.
Hero Tier List (Season 1)Iron Fist Pros and Cons
| Pros | - Can self-heal |
|---|---|
| Cons | - Lacks other mobility options |
Can Block Frontal Attacks
Ironfist’s Dragon Defense ability isn’t limited to activating Yat Jee Chung Kuen as it can also block incoming attacks for 1 second after activation and reduce damage afterward by 30%.
Can Self Sustain
Ironfist’s Harmony Recovery can exceed his base HP and go all the way up to 300 HP. If you’re getting ready for another dive or flank after a kill, make sure you got the timing right since the additional HP bonus is temporary and will chip off after some time.
Allergic to Kites and Turrets
Like every melee hero in Marvel Rivals, Ironfist can be kited by ranged heroes with mobility kits like Star-lord and his threat as a flank character can be completely neutralized by Namor’s turrets.
Best Hero Companions
Groot
Groot’s walls can be used to trap enemies and single out heroes especially at choke points where Ironfist can work best by unleashing a flurry of attacks.
Luna Snow
Ironfist can team-up with Luna Snow for an additional 15% damage boost.
How to Play Iron Fist
Wall Run and Dive
Wall run to the highest side of a structure, pick a squishy target, and dive in. While in midair, activate your Dragon’s Defense (Right Click) and unleash a flurry of punches with your left click. Once you’ve killed an opponent, use K’un Lun Kick (Shift) to escape, hide in a corner, and use Harmony Recovery (E) to self-heal.
Wax In, Wax Out
Engage with only one target at a time. Ironfist’s abilities are meant for 1v1 battles and he can’t survive prolonged fights.
Use K’un Lun Kick to Escape
Save your K’un Lun Kick (Shift) to escape tough situations or unwinnable dives. It’s better to be used as an escape tool than damaging your opponents since Ironfist doesn’t really have any mobility kit apart from a triple jump.
Use Ultimate to Destory Backlines
Ironfist’s ultimate ability, Living Chi, is best used to eliminate squishy heroes and strategists in the backlines. It's also your best chance to survive and win battles against multiple heroes. After the 12-second duration, escape using your jumps and K’un Lun Kick (Shift).
Iron Fist Hero Lore
Lin Lie
Wielding the divine Sword of Fu Xi and bearing the title of Sword Immortal was merely the beginning of Lin Lie's legendary journey. When he fell into the lake and the Sword of Fu Xi shattered, the immortal dragon Shou-Lao from the ancient city of K'un Lun shared his dragon Chi with Lin Lie, making him the new Iron Fist.
But the young Iron Fist soon faced a daunting trial as the Timestream Entanglement pulled the isolated K'un Lun into an interdimensional conflict. The secret realm was in turmoil, and the gods were at war. Lin Lie had to steadfastly defend the sacred land of K'un Lun, keeping any threat that could tarnish the holy city at bay.
Hero Story
Fog Over The Kunlun Mountains| Lin Lie closed his eyes and opened his mind. He had come to this sacred place, beneath the Tree of Immortality in the fabled city of K’un-Lun, to meditate on the current state of the universe and his place in it. And, thanks to recent events, he had far more to ponder than he had ever imagined possible. Lin Lie first reflected on how his own journey had brought him here. Not long ago, he was an ordinary young man living in Shanghai, just another face in a sea of 24 million. That all changed when his father, an archaeologist, gifted him an ancient and mysterious sword. Lin Lie would eventually learn that the blade was a divine weapon, known as the Sword of Fu Xi, which had been used to vanquish the demon Chiyou five millennia ago. Pulled into a modern day conflict between ancient mystical forces, Lin Lie became the hero known as the Sword Master, wielding his legendary blade against countless foes. For a time, he fought alongside the Agents of Atlas, a network of pan-Asian heroes dedicating to combating global threats. But during a battle with a vicious Kumiho, Lin Lie found himself gravely wounded and his sacred sword shattered. When Lin Lie awoke from his injuries, not only was he on the shores near the mystical city K’un-Lun, he was also in the presence of the ancient dragon Shou-Lao the Undying. The dragon saved Lin Lie’s life by bestowing the boy with his powerful Chi, thus granting Lin Lie the power and mantle of the protector of K’un-Lun -- the Immortal Iron Fist. It was an honor that sent Lin Lie’s life spiraling in a whole new direction. But not even his newfound power could have prepared him for what was about to happen. A phenomenon known as the Timestream Entanglement was unleashed upon the Multiverse by a pair of mad tyrants, causing entire dimensions to collide and collapse into each other. Though K’un-Lun’s unique place just outside of reality had long kept it safe from such crises, this time, the fabled city would not escape the cosmic conflict unscathed. As the Timestream Entanglement rippled through the pocket dimension in which K’un-Lun existed, the city merged with the other six Capital Cities of Heaven -- K’un-Zi, Peng Lai, Tiger Island, Z’Gambo, the Kingdom of Spiders, and the Under City. In the past, these mystical realms had only existed in the same space every 88 years, converging for a great tournament between their champions, the Immortal Weapons. But now, they had been joined together far sooner than anyone could have anticipated. To make matters worse, all of the other Immortal Weapons -- from Crane Mother to Fat Cobra -- had vanished from this newly amalgamated Heart of Heaven. Lin Lie was the only one of their number who remained… and he wondered why… Was it because he had not earned the power of the Iron Fist in the same method that his predecessors had, by plunging their fists into the heart of Shao-Lao? Was his legitimacy as the Iron Fist -- and as an Immortal Weapon -- in question? Or had the broken shards of the Sword of Fu Xi, which were now embedded within Lin Lie’s hands, somehow protected him from the fate that had befallen his fellow warriors? Lin Lie didn’t know… and meditating on the subject wasn’t providing him with the answers he had come to seek. Fortunately, a much needed distraction had arrived… Lin Lie opened his eyes to find a green mist floating around the Tree of Immortality. Although K’un-Lun was still as silent as death itself, its protector knew he was no longer alone. “A thief,” Lin Lie whispered, a smile coming to his lips. Perhaps a little action would put his troubled mind at ease. But how does one fight a mist? Lin Lie readied himself for battle, focusing the entirety of his Chi into his hand. Without warning, he felt someone strike him, first in the stomach, then in the face. It was almost as if he was being attacked by a ghost -- a very strong ghost, for that matter. As the mist blurred his vision, Lin Lie swung his glowing fist blindly, delivering a mighty blow that split the fog in half. But even an Iron Fist can’t do much damage to an intangible foe. The mist came back together again, swirling around the Tree of Immortality once more before vanishing altogether. Along with it, a single piece of enchanted fruit had vanished as well. “Where --?!” Lin Lie gasped, surveying the area for any sign of his mysterious opponent. He caught a glimpse of the green fog rematerializing atop the wall surrounding the courtyard. Moments later, the mist coalesced into a distinctly human form. Lin Lie couldn’t identify the thief from this distance, but that didn’t stop him from giving chase. Lin Lie let out a cry of intense pain as he leapt into the air and pulled back his fists. Long shards of mystic metal -- the remnants of the Sword of Fu Xi -- extended from the backs of his hands. He plunged them into the stone and used the blades to scale the wall with ease. By the time he reached the top, the thief was already on the run, racing over the rooftops of K’un-Lun as he effortlessly changed between his solid and misty forms. Lin Lie did not have the same luxury and found himself having to make extraordinary leaps between buildings in order to stay on the thief’s trail. Every time Lin Lie managed to get closer, the thief turned in a new direction, as if he knew every corner of K’un-Lun and the other Capital Cities by heart. “Who are you?” Lin Lie wondered, picking up his pace. Soon, the thief diverted his path from the rooftops down to the lowest levels of the city. There, he reached a secret gateway that Lin Lie had never seen before. “Stop!” Lin Lie yelled before the thief could cross through. The thief glanced back for a second and Lin Lie finally recognized who he was. The Prince of Orphans. The Immortal Weapon from Z’Gambo. But what was he doing here? Why was he stealing the enchanted fruit? And where in the heavens was he leading Lin Lie? As the Prince of Orphans vanished through the gate, Lin Lie noticed some symbols newly-etched in the stone archway above it: 暗黑之地.An’hay-Zhidi. The Land of Shadows. When Lin Lie crossed through the gateway, he found himself in an unfamiliar realm. Certainly, this wasn’t part of any of the Seven Capital Cities he had visited before. He was in what seemed to be a thriving underworld full of criminals and Yaoguai -- ancient demons. But there were also normal people walking the shadowy streets as well, going about their lives. Lin Lie wished he had the time to explore this strange place to find more answers. But he knew he couldn’t afford to lose track of the Prince of Orphans. Hopefully, his fellow Immortal Weapon could shed some light on this dark place. The green mist entered through the window of a small dwelling at the back of an alley; Lin Lie did not hesitate to follow it inside. Upon entry, he was immediately attacked by the Prince of Orphans, who delivered his signature move -- the Jawsnapper in Twilight. Lin Lie was instantly laid low by the brutal strike. “I expected better from an Iron Fist,” the Prince of Orphans said, extending a hand to help Lin Lie up off the ground. Lin Lie rubbed his aching jaw. “Yeah, well…” he replied. “I’m no Danny Rand. As everyone keeps reminding me…” “I do not expect you to be,” the Prince of Orphans said. “There were sixty-seven Iron Fists before you. And there will be plenty more after. Do not try to be them. Strive to be the best you.” The Prince of Orphans pulled the enchanted fruit he had stolen from his satchel. Its glistening golden skin had turned a deep, withered brown. “Fun Fact,” Lin Lie said. “As soon as a fruit is plucked from the Tree of Immortality, it begins to die.” “I know…” the Prince of Orphans said, dismayed. “I had just hoped I would get back here fast enough…” “Why do you even need it?” Lin Lie asked. “You seem to be in pretty good shape for a guy your age. Or any age…” “It is not for me,” the Prince of Orphans replied, walking over to a basket in the corner of the room and pulling back a blanket. “It is for her.” Lin Lie gazed into the basket to see an infant girl with pale skin, blue eyes, and strawberry blonde hair. She strained as she reached toward Lin Lie, who instinctively backed away, knowing nothing about handling children. “You have a kid?!” he asked. “The girl is not mine,” the Prince of Orphans replied. “Or at least she wasn’t. I found her during the war. Alone. Abandoned.” “Well, I guess you lived up to your name,” Line Lie joked. Then his face suddenly turned serious. “Wait… what war?” “You have not ventured outside of K’un-Lun much lately, have you?” the Prince of Orphans said. The Prince of Orphans began to explain how the very same chronal catastrophe that had caused the Seven Capital Cities of Heaven to combine had also collapsed several timelines into each other. Now, the ancient forces and elder gods that lived in those timelines were waging an epic battle against each other for total domination. Though there were many forces fighting for the good of all dimensions -- including a warrior child who had become a demon queen, a jade giant guarding the door to a nuclear purgatory, and red sorceress holding reality together from a mountaintop in Europe -- their numbers were few… and growing ever smaller every day. “Then what are we doing here?” Lin Lie asked. “Why aren’t we out there fighting?” “Some things must take priority,” the Prince of Orphans said, motioning towards the baby, who let out a terrible cough and began to cry. “She became sick, and so I had to seek refuge. Z’Gambo was not where I had left it, but I was offered refuge by Dizang. Little did I know it would lead me back home… in a way…” “Dizang?” Lin Lie asked, curious who this mysterious savior could be. “He built this place…” the Prince of Orphans responded, “…or at least remade it in his image. It used to be known as the Eighth City.” “Wait! I’ve heard of that!” Lin Lie exclaimed. “It was the prison realm for the Seven Capital Cities of Heaven, right?” “And now it is a refuge for all those who have been displaced by this war,” the Prince of Orphans said. “Including me… and little Laussa here…” Lin Lie looked back at the baby. The color was quickly fading from her cheeks. He knew she was struggling to survive, and he couldn’t just stand there and let such an innocent creature continue to suffer. “Hold on,” he said, smiling gently as he took hold of the rapidly decaying fruit. “A little of my Chi should return this to peak freshness in no time.” As Lin Lie’s hand began to glow, the fruit’s skin turned back to its original golden hue. “How can I repay you?” the Prince of Orphans asked, immediately cutting the fruit with a knife and handing a small piece to his tiny ward to nibble on. “I was always told you were one of the best fighters the Immortal Weapons ever had,” Lin Lie said. “Clearly, I could use your help. I mean, I can hold my own, but I’ve got a long way to go before I reach your skill level.” “You never trained in the martial arts with Lei-Kung?” the Prince of Orphans asked. “The Thunderer is big on tradition,” Lin Lie replied, “I didn’t exactly get my power in the most customary of ways, remember?” “I suppose I could teach you a thing or two,” the Prince of Orphans said. “Show me your guard stance.” “Wait,” Lin Lie said, surprised. “Like right now?” “If you wish me to be your mentor,” the Prince of Orphans replied sternly, “you work on my schedule. If you truly hope to be one of the great Iron Fists, we need to start with close combat. Wing Chun. Then we can move into some weapon techniques… perhaps the Bart Cham Dao…” “The Eight Cutting Blades?” Lin Lie said excitedly. “I like the sound of that!” Before he could enjoy the moment too much, however, Lin Lie’s impromptu training session was interrupted by a pounding on the dwelling’s door. “I do not,” the Prince of Orphans said as he walked over to a small window and peered outside to see several armed K’un-Lun guards waiting in the alley. “Friends of yours?” the Prince of Orphans asked Lin Lie. “I forgot to tell you,” Lin Lie responded, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “Stealing fruit from the Tree of Immortality is punishable… by death…” “I find the irony amusing,” the Prince of Orphans replied. “Those guys probably followed us to make sure I finished the job,” Lin Lie continued. “And are you going to?” the Prince of Orphans asked, curiously raising an eyebrow. Lin Lie smiled at his new mentor. “No,” he responded. “I’m going to convince them that some laws were meant to be broken.” “With your fists?” the Prince of Orphans asked. “With my words,” Lin Lie replied. “Sometimes the biggest victories come from the battles we choose not to fight.” The Prince of Orphans was impressed by the young Iron Fist’s wisdom. But as he followed Lin Lie through the door of his home and out into the alleyway, K’un-Lun’s guards instantly raised their weapons, ready to strike. “I do not think they are interested in talking,” the Prince of Orphans said, readying himself for the fight to come. “And so, Lin Lie, your first lesson begins…” As Lin Lie began to focus his Chi once again, a commanding voice rang out from the other end of the alley. “Enough!” it yelled. “There will be no blood shed on my streets!” A man stepped forward, his body wrapped in cloth so black it was hard to tell where he ended and the shadows began. “Dizang,” the Prince of Orphans said, dropping to one knee and bowing his head in respect. “We meant no harm.” “And none shall be delivered,” Dizang replied. “These guards were merely doing their duty… but they are beyond their jurisdiction. They are free to go.” “How about me…?” Lin Lie asked as the guards turned and fled back to K’un-Lun. “You may stay…” Dizang replied. “…at your own risk. There are those here who wish to see the Iron Fist defeated, some of whom are bold enough to try to claim your power for themselves.” “Bring ‘em on,” Lin Lie said confidently. “Just as K’un-Lun is yours protect,” Dizang continued, “this city is mine. Should you disrupt the delicate balance I have created here, you will answer to me.” With that, Dizang effortlessly leapt between the walls of the alleyway, back and forth as he ascended to the rooftop above. As he reached the top, he paused a moment and silently peered down on Lin Lie. The full moon shone behind him, framing Dizang’s silhouette in a way that sent chills down Lin Lie’s spine. “So…” the Prince of Orphans said as Dizang disappeared into the shadows, “…where were we?” Lin Lie honestly wasn’t sure how to answer that question… but suddenly, he was desperate to find out… |
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