Infinite Earth Guardian

"Then let's compare the flying speed?" Clark squinted at Fan Mang. He has recovered a lot now, and he might be slower than Fan Mang's flying speed.

"Who compares to you? Haven't you noticed that you have many shortcomings in this battle? For example, you don't know how to use your own power, you don't have skills when fighting, you don't know how to use the environment, and you don't understand the psychology of fighting."

Clark had never thought that he had so many shortcomings before, but thinking about the scene when he fought Zod carefully, it seemed to be the case.

If he had skills like Fan Mang, he would have dealt with Zod long ago, and he could avenge his biological parents with his own hands!

"Then how should I train?" Clark was successfully led off by Fan Mang, forgetting to compare his flying speed with Fan Mang.

"I'll train you."

"you?"

"Why, don't believe me? If you only compare skills, you are far behind me. In our east, there is also a magical martial arts technique called four-two-two-thousand-thousand-jin. Come, let me let you experience it, and push my shoulder hard."

Clark reached out to push suspiciously, but Fan Mang slammed away and pushed Clark on the back, and Clark fell straight down.

"Look, I didn't exert much force, and you fell down."

Clark said with a dark face: "You lied to me, otherwise how could I fall!"

"This is also a kind of fighting skill. You still have to learn a lot. When beating someone, don't try your best. Keep a little bit of strength, and you can change your moves faster."

"Look, when I punch you, you can easily dodge it, but I can instantly change into a grab, which can grab your shoulder. And you only see my fist, and at this time I kick Woolen cloth?"

Fan Mang kicked Clark's knee, cool!

In terms of physical attributes, he is not as good as Clark, a superman, but this does not prevent him from becoming Clark's skill teacher. Even in terms of skills, Clark is much worse than Batman.

"Have you noticed? You only know how to go straight, use your body to carry someone's fist, and then punch it. If you meet someone like Zod who is equally strong in body, skill is still superior to yours, and has rich experience, you will be at a disadvantage. Downwind, even if you're more physically fit."

"In the evening, I will ask the Raptor to show you some videos of fighting skills. You should study hard so that you can become stronger."

Clark frowned: "But Joe told me that only by letting me break the limit can I become stronger. With you like this, can my physical fitness continue to improve?"

Fan Mang squeezed his chin and thought for a while: "There is a way. When you are free, you can go to the bottom of the sea to swim and feel the water pressure. You can also fly into space and feel the heat of suffocation and atmospheric friction, as well as the coldness in space. .”

"I went back and asked the Raptor to help you make a training plan. He is more professional than me in this regard. Or you can carry the Raptor to practice strength. He is still very heavy."

The raptor now weighs hundreds of tons, but it is always in a semi-suspension state to reduce weight. Otherwise, if it really stands on the ground, it will definitely make a hole.

"Clark, Fan, what are you talking about? Come down after you have a rest. I made barbecue and grilled corn. Come and eat." Martha shouted downstairs.

"We're coming down now." Clark responded, "Van,

You have to try Martha's roast, it's amazing. But if she gives you vegetable soup, you'd better not drink it, you might as well just drink water. "

...

Batman Bruce Wayne was in the ward of his manor, he looked at the old butler: "Have you researched the medicinal ingredients in my blood?"

The old housekeeper shook his head: "It has been quickly metabolized, and nothing has been extracted. That person's technology is far ahead of ours."

"Bruce, can you get his blood? It must be of great analytical value. If you can have his strong physical fitness, you can definitely do more things."

Bruce smiled wryly and shook his head: "If it were you, would you give others your own blood? Well, let's make the new Batmobile first, and I have to meet the people on the information."

"Your injury?" asked the old housekeeper.

"My injury is fine and I'll recover soon. And I'm here to make friends, not fight."

...

Louise left the base and returned to the Daily Planet. She knew that Superman and his friends had won. In the end, no one knew where Superman went, but she knew that Superman would return to Kent Farm.

She realized that she was not just interested in Superman. She had a dream yesterday, and she also dreamed about Superman.

It's just that she's not sure if Superman has this idea, and the other party is an alien with the same body structure as a human on Earth?

"Louis, what are you doing in a daze? I heard that you experienced this incident yourself? Then why don't you hurry up and write a report, and I'll leave you tomorrow's headline."

"If you write well, I can give you the whole page. But normally, the whole page needs to be accompanied by pictures. Do you have any pictures?"

"Editor, I don't have pictures of Superman, but I do have pictures of dead alien invaders."

"Very good, this is enough, write it right away, I will see it before I get off work, don't delay the typesetting."

Louise sat at her desk, and she decided not to report the matter of Superman's identity, although it only needs to be verified very easily.

It's just that after this battle, how is Superman, is he injured?

...

"Cheers~~"

Fan Mang and the others held their beer glasses and took a gulp of their home-brewed malt beer. The rich malt aroma filled their mouths and noses, and the taste was indescribable.

"Van, that robot friend of yours, what does he need to eat?" Martha asked.

"He is in hibernation, repairing himself. When he recovers, I will take him to eat some snacks. I will stay here during this time. You don't have to change what you usually eat for me."

Fan Mang ate barbecue, but there were more than one kind. Beef, lamb, and chicken all taste good, and it seems that Clark is not bragging.

"We run a farm, and there are a lot of these things. And last time Clark told us that the money he gave us was actually left by you, so don't be polite."

Looking at the happy scene of the Clark family, Fan Mang was also smiling on the surface, but there was a trace of loneliness in his heart. Clark's adoptive father is not dead, and he has found a projection of his biological father, so he can chat with him occasionally.

He also misses his family, misses his parents, and wonders how they are doing now. His sudden disappearance must have hit them hard.

There is also the experienced world, where friends and lovers may all be waiting for his appearance.

Fan Mang had an urgent desire to improve his strength. As long as his strength increases to a certain level, he should be able to return to those worlds, the world he came from.

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