American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 225 Superpower vs. Superman

Night fell.

"Hahaha!"

Jonathan's words echoed in the silent square.

The night breeze rustled the branches and leaves of the trees placed in the center of the square.

Superba's men joined in the mockery.

Jonathan's explanation sounded like a funny joke.

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard."

Superb spread out his palm, crushed the kryptonite in his hand, and then threw it into his mouth.

As the green kryptonite shimmered, the man's already robust physique appeared even more muscular.

"Who do you think can save you, Jonathan?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Superb slowly took its first steps.

The long red cloak swayed in the wind, like a flowing stream of blood.

The air itself seemed to sense the killing intent and lowered its intensity.

Superb slowly opened his right hand.

Those strong five fingers reached out and gripped Jonathan's neck.

His companions behind him wore sickly smiles.

They could almost predict what would happen next.

Just like the worlds that Superpower once conquered.

He would twist his opponent's neck like a braid, using the opponent's gruesome death as a means to intimidate the lambs.

In Jonathan's view.

He saw the hand getting closer and closer.

It seemed as if Death itself had already raised its scythe behind him.

"Snapped!"

A suffocating feeling came from my neck.

Unable to breathe, unable to move, body trembling and struggling uncontrollably.

Should I close my eyes and wait for death, or...?

"Bang!"

A sudden explosion rang in my ears.

As the suffocating feeling from his neck subsided, Jonathan heard a furious roar, brimming with rage and murderous intent, echo across the entire square.

"How dare you touch my father!"

It's Clark!

Jonathan opened his eyes.

In the vast plaza, Clark roared like a ghostly afterimage, his fists transforming into streaks of light as he bombarded and slammed into the SuperBeast.

Superb reacted just as quickly, maintaining the same frequency to exchange fire with Clark!

Two figures were locked in combat.

Fists collided, producing loud, sharp cracks.

The dust it stirred up covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

Should we help him?

Staring at the two figures locked in combat, Supergirl took a small step forward.

"No!" Johnny Quick reached out to stop the woman, smiling slightly to reveal a set of yellow teeth: "Let the boss have some fun."

"This young Clark will be no match for Superpower."

Supergirl silently shifted her gaze, focusing it on the battlefield.

As Johnny said.

Despite the fact that their fight shattered concrete walls and trampled concrete pavement.

However, compared to Clark's all-out effort, Superb appeared incredibly relaxed in both his movements and expression.

It's only a matter of time before a panting Clark is defeated.

"That's not enough?"

Seemingly sensing Clark's weakness, Superpower's eyes glowed red as he said, "I can give you a chance. If you obediently pledge your allegiance to me, I can share this world with you."

"Bang!"

Raising his arm to block the incoming fist, Clark, panting, refused without hesitation: "I won't associate with a madman!"

"madman?"

Superpower laughed, and after knocking Clark back with another punch, he said, "To be honest, I've been observing your world, and it's completely different from ours."

"You bunch of idiots waste far too much time protecting the weak."

"I seriously doubt you've even studied the laws of nature?"

"Buzz!"

The scorching heat gaze hurtled towards Clark, striking the boy in the chest and sending him flying. His steel body crashed through the mud wall and tumbled into the church.

The crucifixion of Jesus hangs high at the top of the center of the church, while below it, Clark lies sprawled on the ground, clutching his chest in anguish.

Superpower was enjoying the thrill of beating Clark up. He stepped towards Clark and continued, "Survival of the fittest."

"Those things that contribute nothing to the world, such as eating, drinking, reproducing, and breathing, will cause human development to stagnate."

"What I need to do is eliminate this worthless waste."

"boom!"

With a sudden leap, he smashed through the top floor of the church and crashed down, his thick thighs slamming into Clark's chest: "I will make evil eternal!"

....

"Damn it, Clark was too impulsive!"

Metropolitan sewer.

In a corridor filled with foul-smelling green water, a rat swung its four paws toward the food in a mousetrap.

"Snapped!"

The steel wire was triggered, and the mechanism was activated.

The mouse was caught in a mousetrap and died, just an inch away from the cheese.

Lex ignored Wonder Woman's anger and stared intently at the dead rat until Wonder Woman slammed her hand on the table, interrupting his thoughts.

"I can't wait any longer, I have to go save Clark!"

Diana stared at the holographic image projected by the Tesseract, where Clark was being relentlessly beaten by Superpower, who was pinning him down with his knee and swinging his fists.

The woman stepped out of the room.

The flickering candlelight seemed about to go out.

Lex leaned back quietly on the sofa.

Bart stood in the corner, somewhat hesitant: "Should I also make a move, Mr. Lex?"

No, you stay here.

Lex sighed and pulled a lightning bolt-shaped weapon from a drawer on the table.

He stood up, his gaze resolute: "Children should not be involved in this war!"

……

"boom!"

Another punch landed on the swollen cheek, causing the ground to tremble.

Not far away, Wonder Woman, who had arrived, was already fighting alongside Supergirl and the others.

A battle between two women is obviously more entertaining, not to mention a battle between two Amazonian warriors; every frame is an ultimate enjoyment.

But Superpower had no time to appreciate it. He raised his hand and delivered another powerful slap to Clark's cheek. He laughed and said, "I don't understand. Joe and Lyra gave you such extraordinary strength, but you use it to protect fragile humans and lambs."

"Cough cough."

Despite being beaten black and blue and surrounded by a buzzing sound in his ears, Clark managed to raise his head: "Humans are not lambs."

"They have plenty of courage!"

Another voice rang out from behind Superb.

"Crack!"

Like a pillar of thunder, it roared and covered the Superb.

The thunderous strike from the artifact of the Greek gods rained down on the Superpower's body, sweeping it away.

"Clark." Lex walked quickly toward Clark and extended his right hand.

"Snapped!"

With his arms clasped tightly, Clark wiped the blood from his face and stood beside Lex.

This is the first time the two have fought side by side, but they are facing an enemy whose strength far surpasses their own.

The ruins of the collapsed church not far away began to tremble.

"boom!"

Amidst flying sawdust, a figure stood amidst the dust and smoke.

"you!"

Gone was his previous aloof composure; Chaoba's voice now carried a hint of exasperation: "This time it's for real, you've really angered me!"

"Buzz!"

As the words fell, intense gazes pierced the two of them.

"Buzz!"

Clark, equally unwilling to back down, stepped forward and retaliated with his heat vision.

Two intense gazes met, seemingly igniting the surrounding air, filling the air with a terrifying and chilling aura.

They both knew that only one of them could walk out alive today.

(End of this chapter)