Chapter 443： Traditional martial arts

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Boom!

Clark smashed through the roof and was almost smashed under the floor.

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

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

Reluctantly staying in the air, carrying the car that was down.

Below are Clark's adoptive parents. Jonathan hides under the sofa, guarding Martha who is panicking.

Those broken beams, broken ceilings, and exploded light bulb fragments all poured down, instantly submerging two human figures.

"Dad, mom, are you all right?"

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

Boom!

There was another muffled noise.

The heavy body smashed into the yard alone, turning it into a pile of broken copper and iron.

"Ahem... okay."

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

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

Upon seeing this, Clark couldn't help his eyes flushed, and his anger grew spontaneously.

He is like an angry bull, going into a violent state.

Without a word, he broke the door.

boom!

The atmosphere blasted.

The female commander of Krypton's eyes flickered, only to see the other party pounce on her.

She seemed to be careless and didn't avoid it.

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

They are like bullets out of the chamber, pulling out a vague afterimage, disappearing.

The two figures rushed into the corn field of Kent Farm, the air swirling, the gust of wind howled, tearing open an obvious "channel".

Along the way, anything blocking them in front of them all turned into powder.

"You dare to hurt my family!"

Clark, who was in extreme anger, waved his fist mercilessly and smashed the female commander of Krypton under him.

In the past, his attitude towards women.

It must be polite and gentlemanly.

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

For rivals like Lex Luther, they are very principled and humanitarian.

It can be seen that the adoptive parents almost died unexpectedly, and the boundless anger filled Clark's chest, making him completely forget the rules.

In Superman's short and young life of seventeen 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 it is more likely to put his parents in danger.

Fear, anger, irritability...

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

Boom! Boom!咚——

Punch after punch!

The breathing device of the female commander of Krypton, a series of sparks, became unbearably damaged.

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

At this time, the female commander hasn't forgotten to speak harshly--

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

Hearing such threats, Clark's eyes became more angry, almost burning the opponent to ashes.

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

One is Louise Lane.

The second is Martha Kent.

Fortunately, the former will only bring in her superman boyfriend, and will be imprisoned at most.

The latter is even more miserable, because it may be a mixed doubles of Superman + Batman.

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

Clark flying at high speed, all his voice was blown away by the airflow.

He held the female commander of Krypton tightly and left Kansas in just tens of seconds.

The two rolled over and rushed into a gas station.

The violent explosion, the hot fire, the powerful shock wave-knocked them to the ground.

"Ahem..."

Clark struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the female Krypton commander who was in the raging fire.

The latter seemed uncomfortable. After the helmet-shaped breathing device was broken, her senses were in a terrible torment.

All kinds of noises, like being amplified countless times, squeezed into my mind.

Hearing, vision, breathing...all have undergone earth-shaking changes.

"what did you do to me?"

The heroic face of the female commander of Krypton was puzzled and panicked.

"Someone took a long time to learn how to control my senses! Focus on seeing only what I want to see, only hearing what I want to hear... You are in pain right now, right? It’s like the message of the whole world. Are squeezed into the brain!"

Clark ripped off the tattered plaid shirt and T-shirt, naked and sturdy upper body.

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

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

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

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

The female commander of Krypton fell to her knees, completely incapable of fighting.

It takes a while for her to adapt to the earth's atmospheric environment, air composition, and how to control the senses.

But Clark obviously won't give him this opportunity, he learned a lot from his big cousin.

One of them is not to show mercy to the enemy's men.

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

Clark walked slowly in front of the female commander, and was bombarded by a laser from the Krypton spacecraft that had arrived in time before she did her hands. She fell onto a car.

Two Krypton warriors stepped into the battlefield, billowing thick smoke covering half of the sky, and the atmosphere suddenly became deadly.

Pedestrians on the street screamed and fled, only Clark stood on the spot, facing him.

"Quickly enter the house, it's not safe outside!"

He evacuated the crowd while walking towards each other.

"Karl Al, there will no longer be any safe places on this planet."

A dull voice sounded.

From one of the Krypton warriors who are as tall as a Titan.

The man was nearly three meters tall, his muscles bulged, like a rocky hill.

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

Another Kryptonian warrior echoed.

Clark was silent.

He gradually calmed down his inner anger and clenched his fists hard.

Just as Superman was about to take action, four fighter jets flew in herringbone.

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

"The'Vulture' is in place, has found the target, and is ready to shoot."

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

"One of them is Superman? Are you sure you want to attack indiscriminately?"

Someone asked.

"This is the order of General Swanwick."

The leading driver shrugged helplessly.

"Well, I hope the people will not accuse us of attempting to murder a superhero."

The man continued.

"Superhero? Please, Superman is no different from the other two goals. They are all aliens, and they have no good intentions."

The leading driver curled his lips.

The fighter quickly approached the target and took aim.

Da da! Da da da--

Thirty millimeters of depleted uranium armor-piercing projectiles poured out like rain.

It was like the scorching breath of a dragon, with amazing lethality.

Clark reacted quickly and avoided the attack for the first time.

But the two Kryptonians didn't have such good luck. The powerful armor-piercing projectiles fired all the way, hitting the dark armor.

Although it did not directly smash it to cause damage.

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

"Good job! Ready to attack again!"

Next to the pilot, the American soldier manipulating the weapon said excitedly.

"The direction is 212 degrees, the second shot begins!"

The 30mm depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile hit the body very vigorously. The two Krypton warriors seemed to be knocked out of medicine, a little dizzy.

They looked at the fighter plane that flew again, with a fierce light in their eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two of them stepped forward together and jumped, crossing the distance of a street in an instant.

With this inhuman run-up, the Kryptonian warrior leaped into the air and rushed to the high-altitude fighter.

The Kryptonian warrior grinned, grinning cruelly.

Then he dismantled the cockpit with his bare hands, squeezing the heads of two humans in the cockpit.

The red and white mixed turbid liquid spilled into the sky, and the falling fighters carried headless corpses, turning them into coke together.

Boom!

The continuous explosion sounded again!

After this round of counterattack by the Krypton fighters, a formation of A10 attack aircraft immediately lost two fighters and four pilots.

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

They fell into a fast food restaurant not far away, where several grenades exploded.

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

All in all, a mess!

Clark just stood up, and the fist of the Krypton warrior slammed over.

But Superman is no longer the zero dodge and can't fight himself.

He did not rush, crossed his hands, and took a heavy punch.

Then the knees were pushed forward and hit the opponent's abdomen.

The dark armor that could withstand the 30mm depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile immediately opened a small crack.

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

Clark came up with such thoughts and took advantage of the victory to pursue it.

With all the teachings of his elder cousin echoing in his mind, his fists struck straight along his center line.

The speed was extremely fast, with a dull sound like a sonic boom, hitting the krypton warrior who was bent over and low.

The force of horror penetrated the thick armor outside and exploded in the opponent's body.

puff!

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

The Krypton warrior, who was strong enough to be fifty-five to Clarke, stared wide, his face twisted and painful.

After barely standing for a second or two, he collapsed suddenly 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, Cun Jin!"

Clark replied in non-standard Chinese dialect.

In traditional martial arts, he didn't hurt the killer until he clicked on it.

The female commander has been eliminated, and there is also a Krypton warrior.

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

Zizi! Zi Zi Zi-

Noisy electric current suddenly appeared, and the TV set in the fast food restaurant was still intact.

The channel that used to broadcast news has become a snow spot.

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

The video of General Zod appeared on the TV.

This is the second threat he issued.

"Dad, mom... despicable villain!"

Clark couldn't help clenching his fists. He just fought and forgot to protect his parents who were still at Kent Farm.

Unexpectedly, General Zod would be so disregarded and engage in kidnapping.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

The chaotic thoughts occupied the brain for an instant, 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 find another way to rescue your parents?

"Get help from your big cousin!"

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

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

Big cousin is here!

"It looks like you have some problems, Clark."

Luke carried the female commander of Krypton who was in pain and passed out, and said with a smile.

He glanced at the Krypton Warrior who fell to the ground and thought, his little cousin's Wing Chun fist was pretty good.