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Clark asked curiously, "Was this car controlled by your snap of your fingers just now?"

Bruce smiled but didn't say anything, maintaining a very haughty demeanor.

However, Bruce's enigmatic demeanor did not last long; just two seconds later, Alfred's voice came from the car stereo.

"What snap? It was this old man who controlled the Batmobile to pick you up!" Alfred said. "And kid, watch your cape, it's almost caught in the tires!"

Upon hearing this, Clark immediately looked to his side.

Sure enough, the red cape, which was trembling in the air, was only two centimeters away from the tires of the Batmobile. If one was not careful, it would be caught in the tires.

Upon seeing this, Clark immediately pulled the cloak back with his hand and then placed it under his buttocks.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'll keep an eye on it!"

Clark shouted.

He didn't know who was speaking from the car stereo, but out of politeness and good manners, he immediately apologized.

"Alfred doesn't sound very happy," Depp said, patting the Batman in front of him. "What did you do to him?"

"I didn't!" Batman said speechlessly, "Alfred was perfectly normal while we were eating..."

Depp thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps... you could bring Alfred to the next Justice League gathering. After all, Alfred was once a legendary soldier!"

Although Alfred was willing to be Bruce's strongest supporter, even penguins and Robin could attend Justice League gatherings, but he himself was never invited.

This made him feel somewhat frustrated, and he even wondered if Bruce thought he was too old.

Hearing Depp's words, Alfred's mood improved considerably. He said, "As expected, Mr. Depp understands me best. But I'm already quite old, so whether I participate in the gathering or not doesn't really matter to me."

Upon hearing this, Depp knew that Alfred was using a feigned retreat to advance, hoping to exploit Bruce's guilt and thus formally begin participating in the Justice League's gatherings.

However, Bruce said, "That's right, it's still a bit dangerous for the Justice League to show their faces. I'd rather Alfred stay in the shadows than hold a rally."

Upon hearing this, Alfred exclaimed, "Oh!"

Clearly, this skilled and almost omnipotent butler was a little upset.

Depp smiled and said nothing more.

Bruce and Alfred's relationship was almost like that of father and son, so they would never really get angry about something like this.

It's at most just a minor family conflict.

About ten minutes later, the group arrived at the entrance of a training room with transparent glass.

Everyone was once again amazed by Batman's wealth and the incredibly large size of the Batcave.

Depp estimated that the area he had just covered was already larger than ten Smallville towns.

And this is far from touching the boundaries of this bat cave.

"That's really exaggerated!" Depp thought to himself. "Sure enough, there's still a considerable gap between me and Bruce in terms of financial resources."

Batman got out of the car and arrived at the training room door. The pinhole camera immediately released a scanning beam to scan Batman's pupils.

[Scan complete, please provide instructions.]

It was said in a completely emotionless, mechanical voice.

Bruce immediately said, "Open the doors to the training room and make all training facilities and battle maps available."

The training room door opened, and Batman greeted everyone, "Come on, today's training can begin."

Upon entering the training room, the group discovered that the environment was undergoing a dramatic transformation according to Batman's instructions.

Furthermore, the boundaries that everyone originally thought were the boundaries are constantly being lifted, continuously expanding the area here.

Before the meeting began, Depp had already given Bruce a detailed introduction to Clark's various abilities and his boundless potential.

It has to be said that Bruce greatly admires Clark's innate strength.

But it was just a little envy; Bruce never thought Clark was his rival, nor did he ever feel that he was inferior to Clark.

At least... I'm much richer than this kid.

Soon, all the restrictions on the training room were lifted, and its area was almost the size of three Naihe Islands.

Furthermore, it features a variety of terrains, and on the ceiling, a super-powerful lamp that mimics the sun hangs like the midday sun above the dome, illuminating the entire training room.

"This is truly eye-opening," Wellen exclaimed. "I can't believe all of this is man-made..."

“You’ll get used to it. Bruce’s antics are far more than just a super luxurious Batcave,” Depp whispered to Wellen.

On one side of the training field, five chairs rose from the ground. Bruce said, "Gentlemen, you can observe carefully as I teach."

"You're really thoughtful," Depp praised, then led Selena and Dick to sit down on chairs.

Wellen and Ivy arrived shortly after, and as everyone sat down, Bruce waved to Clark.

"Kid, now, attack me with all your might!"

All-out effort?

Clark was somewhat puzzled, but he did as instructed anyway.

Bang!

Click!

Everyone heard a loud bang, and Clark had already appeared where Bruce had just been standing.

The bright red cloak swayed slightly in the artificial breeze of the training room, as if Clark had just done something insignificant.

Bruce vanished without a trace, as if the midday sun had driven the little bat back to its dark lair.

Although... this is actually a bat cave.

"Um...can anyone tell me where Batman went?" Ivy pointed to Clark's location and asked, looking completely bewildered.

Clark, meanwhile, looked at Depp with a guilty expression, his eyes filled with anxiety.

At the same time, a bead of sweat dripped down Wellen's cheek as he said with lingering fear, "Batman... just got punched to the edge of the training field by this kid."

At this moment, the black pupils of Wellen's eyes had shrunk to almost a slit, like a black line. In this state, Wellen could see farther than usual and had a more powerful dynamic vision.

In Wellen's view, what had just happened was simple and brutal, yet unforgettable.

Clark approached Batman at lightning speed and then unleashed a simple, unadorned punch.

Then, Batman flew to the edge of the training room like a booger and was embedded in the wall.

Now, Alfred is operating the robotic arm to pry Bruce out of the wall bit by bit.

Bruce's bat suit was now completely shattered.

Surprisingly, Bruce's body was almost completely unharmed inside the suit.

However, the shockwave caused by the immense force had briefly knocked Bruce unconscious.

“Boundary…” Ivy pointed into the distance and said, “Clark punched Batman all the way to the boundary? But isn’t this place incredibly big? I can’t even see where the boundary is!”

Wellen shrugged and said, "I can't explain it either, but that's just how it is. This kid is terrifying in both strength and speed. Even though his punch was full of openings to someone skilled in martial arts, it still left Batman, a martial arts master, with no way to avoid it. It was a complete power crushing. I remember the boss telling me a word to describe this situation, it's called... uh, what was it again..."

Depp pointed out: "Strength can overcome all techniques."

"Yes! It's all about brute force!" Wellen said. "That Clark kid is just too strong!"

On the other side of the training room, Alfred operated the robotic arm to slowly pry Bruce out of the wall.

Then, the robotic arm extended a finger and gently pushed Bruce's face. Bruce slowly opened his eyes, but everything was still blurry. He felt extremely dizzy and nauseous.

Bruce slowly stood up, leaned against the wall, and began to dry heave.

After vomiting up everything he had eaten that afternoon, Bruce finally regained most of his senses.

"What the hell just happened?" Bruce ripped off his tattered suit and threw it on the ground, saying, "Alfred, get me the recording from just now, and then send me a new suit."

If the women of Gotham City saw this scene, they would scream in terror and pounce on Bruce, their eyes red and mouths watering, to devour Gotham City's most famous and handsome playboy.

he~tui!

Spitting the filth from his mouth onto the ground, Bruce vigorously rubbed his hair, trying to regain his senses as quickly as possible.

Soon, a semi-transparent panel was projected in front of him, showing the altered footage of Clark punching Bruce away.

Of course, the video was slowed down by nearly ten thousand times.

Even so, it was still impossible to completely capture all of Clark's movements.

But this was enough for Bruce to understand that he had just taken a simple, unpretentious punch from that kid Clark.

But the result was...

“This kid’s strength seems even more terrifying than I expected.” Bruce took the suit handed to him by the mechanical arm and pulled the pants on as he said, “Correspondingly, those Kryptonian attackers, such as General Zod, should also possess this level of strength.”

"That's absolutely terrible news!"

Bruce donned his battle suit and activated flight mode.

The black cape on Bruce's back, after several transformations, became two enormous black bat wings.

At the same time, blue flames began to shoot from the feet and elbows of Bruce's suit, propelling Bruce into the air and accelerating him to a speed of 1,000 kilometers per hour in a second.

When Bruce reappeared before everyone, the bat wings on his back slowly flapped, and he gradually descended back to the ground.

“That was just a minor accident,” Bruce said. “I think our combat training can officially begin.”

Upon hearing this, Clark thought for a moment and said, "Then, I shouldn't be able to use my full strength now, right?"

Bruce nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, you just need to suppress your power to be similar to that of an ordinary person like me."

An ordinary person, similar to you?

Depp couldn't help but sneer, "You're nothing but a nobody!"

However, Clark had no idea just how unscientific Bruce's ordinary human physique was.

He obediently suppressed his power, just like when he was in school.

“Now, I’ll show you what real martial arts are,” Bruce said, and then attacked Clark.

Bruce threw a simple, unadorned punch with his right arm, seemingly without any technique or skill, yet it still stirred up gusts of wind.

Clearly, Bruce has activated the power enhancement system on his suit, making him comparable to Wayne in terms of strength!

Seeing this, Clark instinctively ducked to avoid it, but at the same time Bruce's other fist came from directly below, heading straight for Clark's face.