Lin Sun

Lin Sun is a superhero in the Marvel Comics universe. The character, created by Steve Englehart and Jim Starlin, first appeared in Deadly Hands of Kung Fu #1 (April 1974). He remained one the central figures in that series through its conclusion with issue #33 (February 1977).

Within the context of the stories, Lin Sun, along with Abe Brown and Bob Diamond, is one of the most skilled students attending the martial arts school run by sensei Master Kee. Kee gave the three students each a jade talisman in the shape of a tiger’s head and forepaws, when he sustains mortal injuries due to an attack by a group of ninja terrorists. As the Sons of the Tiger, the three martial artists avenged their master’s death, and became a group of adventurers for a while. Bob Diamond became involved romantically with a woman named Lotus Shinchuko, who had joins with the Sons. As the Sons became involved in helping out superheroes, such as Iron Fist, Spider-Man, and the Human Torch, Lotus began to draw away from Bob and became closer with Lin Sun. This led to a fight between the group which ultimately tore them apart. Lin Sun and Lotus remained at the martial arts school with Abe Brown, while Bob Diamond left to resume his movie career.

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