American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

The red off-road vehicle roared on the highway leading from the small town to the metropolis.

In the right driver's seat, Clark, wearing sunglasses, held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other hand on the window. He opened his right hand and felt the cold wind blowing between his fingers. It was a feeling of freedom.

Kansas doesn't breed idlers, and Clark plans to make a name for himself.

"Finally getting rid of them."

Clark turned the steering wheel and turned the corner. The car passed through the drift at a speed of 90 yards. The headlights were refracted and the high beams were deflected to illuminate the road ahead.

On both sides of the road were huge and weird trees, and from time to time the roars and roars of wild wolves could be heard in the forest.

But this put no pressure on Clark. He just controlled the car and drove on, looking away as he planned to cut a piece of music to pass the long and boring night.

However, as the corner of my eye fell on the window, there seemed to be something in the distance.

"Ok?"

Clark glanced at the car window and looked forward.

Under the illumination of the car lights, a huge figure stood quietly in the center of the road.

Clark narrowed his eyes slightly.

The picture in the field of vision gradually became clearer.

The black shadow blocking the front is not a beast, but a huge metal battle armor with a strange shape and a black style structure.

The armor's two elbow joints had hard barbs.

Clark subconsciously wanted to step on the brakes, but the red gem on his middle finger lit up with a faint red light.

"Buzz~" Clark's eyes flashed red.

The original kindness disappeared and was replaced by the violence rising from the bottom of my heart!

A sick smile appeared on Clark's face, and Clark stepped on the accelerator with a grin: "What is trying to stop me?"

The engine was completely released under the control of the accelerator, the exhaust pipe swallowed flames, and the entire car crashed into the direction of the black shadow like a stream of light.

The distance of a thousand meters flies by in an instant,

100 meters.

A few meters.

Until the moment of contact and collision,

Both sides had no intention of evading.

until

"boom!"

The armor made of promethium metal and mixed with mithril collided with the off-road vehicle traveling at 90 miles per hour.

The iron sheet twisted, the water tank shattered and splashed with water, and the engine exploded.

"boom!"

The deafening explosion sounded like the first muffled thunder dropped by the gods in the annihilated universe.

At this moment, no one knows what happened on the infrequently traveled highway.

but,

A violent explosion sounded in the night, followed by the scorching and boiling flames. The metal parts of the off-road vehicle were flying in all directions, and the bat armor heated up and turned red under the heat of the flames.

Clark hit the armor blocking the road like a cannonball.

"Oh!"

The man of steel collided with the armor built with hundreds of millions of dollars.

The huge impact caused them to fly into the air and fall together like billiard balls on a pool table.

The two sides flew out one after another. They smashed the road, and their bodies and metal armor scraped hundreds of meters of concrete ravines.

The earth wails and breaks,

They ran off the road and rolled into the fields, the dirt tumbling and weeds flying.

The powerful kinetic energy did not stop until the two of them knocked down several big trees one after another.

The dust kicked up from the sky smelled into the mouth and was as disgusting as eating clay.

"Cough cough."

In the smoke, with his clothes torn and his face stained with mud and paint, Clark staggered to his feet.

He had never been so embarrassed, and his heart was filled with anger at this time.

Those green eyes shone with a terrifying luster.

"Om~"

Clark's eyes lit up with red light, and his eyes locked on the huge bat suit in the smoke.

Under the dark night, the Bat Armor stood like a huge tin can among the ruins.

"die!"

Clark's eyes glowed red, and his blazing heat vision was like two bolts of lightning striking the armor.

"Buzz~" The machine roared, and the back of the bat armor lit up with light blue light. Several technological boosters operated at full strength, pushing out the armor with an astonishing weight.

The red beam that can melt steel is like a pair of sharp blades cutting through everything. The air is burning, and the water in the soil evaporates and turns into scorched dust.

The charred ashes of burning vegetation are dispersed by the wind.

Batman in the armor has no doubt that if he is hit by this fatal beam, even the strong promethium metal may not be able to save his life.

"It must be resolved quickly."

A flash of determination flashed in Batman's eyes, and the next second, he controlled the suit and pounced on Clark.

"War Armor, start the ejection process, set the time in three seconds."

In a second, the Bat suit turned around and rushed towards Clark.

Clark was a little surprised that the bloated "tin can" gave up on avoiding and chose to face him head-on.

In two seconds, the Bat Armor desperately closed the distance with Clark.

However, this is more in line with Clark's thoughts.

He raised his head and pointed it at the armor.

"Buzz!"

A deadly beam of light shot out from his eyes and suddenly penetrated the metal armor, followed by the armor shattering and splashing large iron filings.

Three seconds~

"It's over." Clark said indifferently, but a figure suddenly jumped out of the dust in the sky.

"Oh!"

Batman, who had a metal arm on his hand, suddenly punched Clark in the cheek, hitting Clark's face with huge force and shattering his sunglasses.

"Puff~"

Clark never imagined that Batman could survive his own heat vision.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world. Batman controls the armor to spray out a dazzling chemical agent, which is the hallucinogenic agent he prepared from the spring water in the underground maze.

"Pfft~"

The medicine spilled into his eyes, Clark covered his eyes in pain and cried: "My eyes!"

His vision was blurred, and his cheeks were also constantly "greeted" by Batman's iron fist.

"Bang bang bang!"

Batman was riding on Clark, waving a pair of iron fists with an expressionless face, hitting Clark on the cheek with his bow from left to right.

He had already secretly investigated and found out that Clark's parents were both simple and kind-hearted farmers, but they raised Clark to be such a white-eyed wolf.

This made Batman eliminate any thought of guiding this man on the right track.

All he wanted now was to extract information from Clark and find out the truth.

"Whoo~"

The sound of breaking through the air roared in my ears.

The powerful and heavy fist hit his cheek with a dull sound. As he hit, Batman roared in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, what is your relationship with the mysterious man?"

With tears in his eyes and a confused look on his face, Clark frantically waved his hands to grab Batman. He also roared angrily: "What mysterious man, I don't know!"

"I just know I'm going to kill you!"

Batman ignored Clark's screams and punched again, while the device on his fist released more gas, distracting Clark from dealing with it.

The bright moonlight fell on the scorched grass. In the center of the grass, Batman gasped and roared:

"Sophistry, lies!"

Batman was punching and tearing, greeting Clark with his fists like a gangster in a street fight.

He desperately wanted to know the truth.

Is there really another secret behind the death of his parents?

The night wind blew the grass and brought with it a burning smell. Just as Batman was about to give Clark some truth serum,

A cold voice made Bruce's back feel goosebumps again: "Are you looking for me?"

Thanks to the boss of Youyue Blade for the 1000-point reward, thank you boss ~ (Oo)