Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 445 Traditional Martial Arts, click here

Boom!

Clark smashed through the roof and was nearly thrown to the floor.

At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth and supported the falling jeep with both hands.

At the same time, expand the biological force field to get rid of the involvement of the earth.

Barely maintaining a floating posture, carrying the crushed car.

Below are Clark's adoptive parents, Jonathan hiding under the sofa protecting a panicked Martha.

Those broken beams, broken ceiling, and fragments of exploding light bulbs all poured down, drowning the two figures in an instant.

"Dad, Mom, are you all right?"

Clark stabilized his figure, pushed his shoulder hard, and directly lifted the jeep out.

Boom!
Another muffled sound.

The heavy car body fell alone in the yard, and it has become a pile of broken copper and iron.

"Ahem...it's okay."

The adoptive father, Jonathan, pressed on his wife to ensure Martha's safety.

Those sundries were blocked by him, and a large trace of blood appeared on his back.

Seeing this, Clark's eyes turned red, and a burst of anger welled up spontaneously.

Like an angry bull, he goes into a frenzy.

Without further ado, he smashed the door.

boom!
Atmospheric explosion.

The Kryptonian female commander's eyes blurred, only seeing the other party pounce on her.

She seemed a little careless and didn't dodge it.

The whole person was hugged by Clark, his body lost control, and he fell backwards.

Like bullets fired from their chambers, they pulled out blurred afterimages and disappeared.

The two figures rushed into the cornfield of the Kent farm. The air currents swirled and the wind howled, tearing apart an obvious "channel".

Along the way, everything that stood in their way was reduced to ashes.

"How dare you hurt my family!"

Clark, who fell into extreme anger, swung his fist mercilessly and smashed at the Kryptonian female commander who was crushed under him.

In the past, his attitude towards women.

It must be polite and gentlemanly.

Everyone knows that Superman is a good old man in the Justice League, who never gets angry or gets angry.

For a rival like Lex Luthor, he is very principled and humanitarian.

But seeing his adoptive parents almost died, boundless anger filled Clark's chest, making him completely forget about those rules.

In Superman's short and young life of 17 years, he has never been afraid of losing anything.

But just now, he discovered that he might not be able to protect his family, and he was more likely to put his parents in danger.

Fear, anger, rage...

These negative emotions that shouldn't have appeared on Clark spewed out in an instant.

Boom!Boom!Boom——

Punch after punch!
The breathing device of the female Kryptonian commander burst out in a series of sparks and became damaged.

Her neck was strangled by Clark, and it was difficult to resist for a while.

At this time, the female commander hasn't forgotten to say harsh words——

"You want to protect them? Kal-El, if you are unwilling to hand over the birth code and disobey General Zod's will, we will definitely let those two humans die tragically in front of you, and you will hear their painful wailing... "

Hearing such a threat, Clark's eyes became even more angry, almost burning him to ashes.

As we all know, never hurt two women in the DC world.

One is Louise Lane.

The second is Martha Kent.

The former is okay, it will only attract her superman boyfriend, and at best be thrown in jail.

The latter will be even worse, because it is possible to be a mixed double of Superman + Batman.

"I will stop you, I will stop you!"

Clark, who was flying at high speed, had his voice blown away by the air current.

He tightly strangled the Kryptonian female commander, and left Kansas in just a few tens of seconds.

The two rolled and rushed into a gas station.

Violent explosions, blazing flames, powerful shock waves - knocked them to the ground.

"Cough cough..."

Clark struggled to get up from the ground, and looked at the Kryptonian female commander who was in the raging sea of ​​flames.

The latter didn't seem to feel very good. After the helmet-shaped breathing device was broken, her senses were in a terrible torture.

All kinds of noises seemed to be magnified countless times and squeezed into my mind.

Hearing, vision, breathing... All have undergone tremendous changes.

"what did you do to me?"

The heroic face of the Kryptonian female commander revealed confusion and panic.

"It took me a long time to learn how to control my senses! Focus, only see what I want to see, only hear what I want to hear... You are in pain now, right? It's like a message from all over the world They were all squeezed into the brain!"

Clark tore off the tattered plaid shirt and T-shirt, exposing his extremely strong upper body.

Before he could change into the Superman uniform, he was approached by the Kryptonians.

A series of battles almost put Superman into a streaking state.

Fortunately, the pants on the lower body are still tenacious enough.

"I, I'm getting weak..."

Krypton's female commander fell to her knees, completely incapacitated.

It took her a while to get used to the Earth's atmosphere, the composition of the air, and how to control her senses.

But Clark obviously wouldn't give the other party this chance. He learned a lot from his big cousin.

One of them is, don't show mercy to your enemies.

"I will hand you over to the military to imprison you. Of course, I will not let your accomplices go."

Clark walked slowly in front of the female commander. Before he could make a move, he was blasted away by a laser cannon from the Kryptonian aircraft that arrived in time, and fell on a car.

Two Kryptonian warriors stepped into the battlefield, billowing thick smoke covered half of the sky, making the atmosphere suddenly chill.

Pedestrians on the street screamed and fled in all directions, only Clark stood still, confronting him.

"Get inside, it's not safe outside!"

While dispersing the crowd, he walked towards the other party.

"Kal-El, there will no longer be any safe places on this planet."

A dull voice sounded.

From one of those Kryptonian warriors as tall as a titan.

The man was nearly three meters tall, his muscles bulging like hills and rocks.

"Yes, we will kill everyone you want to protect."

Another Kryptonian warrior chimed in.

Clark was silent.

He gradually calmed down the anger in his heart, and clenched his fists tightly.

Just as Superman was about to make a move, four fighter jets roared towards him in a herringbone shape.

The driver pushed the joystick while aiming the cannon at the three figures on the ground.

"The Vulture is in position, spotting the target, ready to shoot."

On the communication channel, the driver's voice sounded.

"One of them is Superman? Are you sure you want to carry out an indiscriminate attack?"

someone asked.

"General Swanwick's order is so."

The leading driver shrugged helplessly.

"Well, let's hope the public doesn't accuse us of attempting to murder a superhero."

The man continued.

"Superhero? Come on, Superman is no different than the other two targets, they're both aliens, and they're both up to no good."

The leading driver pouted.

The fighter quickly approached the target, after taking aim.

Da da!Da da da--

Thirty millimeter depleted uranium armor-piercing shells poured out like raindrops.

Like the scorching breath exhaled by a giant dragon, it carries an astonishing lethality.

Clark reacted quickly, dodging this wave of attacks immediately.

But the two Kryptonians were not so lucky. The powerful armor-piercing bullets fired all the way, hitting the pitch-black armor.

Although not smashing it directly, it does damage.

But the strong kinetic energy still blasted them out and smashed into a shop behind them.

"Good job! Ready to attack again!"

Next to the driver, the American soldier controlling the weapon said excitedly.

"Direction 212 degrees, the second strafing begins!"

The [-]mm depleted uranium armor-piercing bullet hit the body very vigorously, and the two Kryptonian soldiers felt dizzy as if they had been drugged.

They looked at the fighter plane that was flying again, with a fierce look in their eyes.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The two stepped forward in unison, jumped up, and crossed the distance of a street in an instant.

With this inhuman run-up, the Kryptonian fighter jumped into the air and rushed towards the fighter jet flying high in the sky.

The Kryptonian warrior grinned cruelly.

Then he dismantled the cockpit with his bare hands and crushed the heads of two humans in the cockpit.

The turbid liquid mixed with red and white spilled into the sky, and the falling fighter jets turned into coke with their headless corpses.

Boom!

The continuous explosion sounded again!
After this round of counterattacks by the Kryptonian fighters, a formation of A10 attack aircraft immediately lost two fighter jets and four pilots.

One of the guys tried to do it again, but was knocked out in mid-air by Clark.

They fell into a fast food restaurant not far away, which seemed to have exploded with several grenades.

Tables and chairs were broken, doors and windows were damaged, and a lot of smoke and dust were raised.

All in all, a mess!
Clark just stood up when the Kryptonian warrior's fist hit him.

But Superman is no longer the self who has zero dodge and can't fight.

He didn't rush, crossed his hands, and blocked the powerful punch.

Then push the knee forward and hit the opponent's abdomen.

The jet-black armor that could withstand [-]mm depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets immediately opened a small crack.

"Compared to his big cousin, this guy is far behind."

Clark came up with such an idea, and pursued it while he was winning.

All kinds of teachings from the big cousin echoed in his mind, and he punched straight along his midline.

The speed was extremely fast, and it made a dull sound like a sonic boom, hitting the Kryptonian warrior who was bending over and lying low.

The terrifying strength penetrated the thick armor outside and exploded in the opponent's body.

puff!
A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

The Kryptonian warrior, who was strong enough to be [-]/[-] with Clark, had his eyes wide open, his face distorted and painful.

After barely standing for a second or two, he collapsed and couldn't get up again.

"This is... what trick?"

The Kryptonian warrior couldn't believe it.

He could see that Clark didn't have any genetic template.

Why can you defeat yourself so easily?

"Wing Chun, Inch Strength!"

Clark replied in substandard Chinese dialect.

Traditional martial arts, so far, he didn't hurt the killer.

The female commander has been dealt with, and there is also a Kryptonian warrior.

As long as the last one is defeated, Clark and his parents are safe for the time being.

Zizi!Zizizi——

The sound of noisy electric current suddenly appeared, and the TV set in the fast food restaurant was still in good condition.

The channel that originally broadcast the news turned into a snowflake.

"Clark Kent, your parents are in my hands. If you want to save them, then give up resistance."

The image of General Zod appeared on the TV.

This is the second threat he has issued.

"Father, mother... despicable villain!"

Clark couldn't help clenching his fists. He was only focused on fighting and forgot to protect his parents who were still on the Kent farm.

Unexpectedly, General Zod would be so disregarding his face and engage in kidnapping.

"What to do? What to do?"

Chaotic thoughts occupied his brain for a moment, and Clark, who had won the battle, was a little at a loss.

Did he succumb to General Zod and give up resistance?
Or do you think of another way to save your parents?

"Ask Big Cousin for help!"

Clark immediately thought of Luke who had disappeared for many days.

But before he could contact the other party, the dark red cloak descended suddenly.

Big cousin is here!
"Looks like you're having some trouble, Clark."

Luke said with a smile while holding the Kryptonian female commander who was in a coma in agony.

He glanced at the fallen Kryptonian warrior and thought, his little cousin's Wing Chun is pretty good.

(End of this chapter)