It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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In the abandoned factory far away from the main city, there were bursts of fighting sounds, the rapid sound of breaking through the air and the sound of guns colliding, which sounded a little curious in this somewhat empty place.Generally, such a place will become a popular place visited and occupied by the dark forces in the city, or homeless people will take root here, but this place is strangely empty. At least this area near the center is not messy. people exist.

"Hahaha, you are amazing, Clark." In a spacious factory building, Sun Wukong rubbed the shoulder that was hit by Clark's punch, and said happily.

Clark was also relieved to see that Monkey King was not really injured, and he was also a little happy that he could finally attack Monkey King, or he was excited that he finally got rid of the sandbag-like position.

It has been almost a week since the previous failed secret operation. Although on the surface, he just spent an ordinary weekend and then devoted himself to work again with energy, Clark was still a little disappointed, but he didn't let people know. I can see that there is something strange, he is still that ordinary and busy little intern reporter.

Of course, Sun Wukong didn't notice anything about Clark's mood swings. He had long forgotten what happened that day, and he was still worrying about his need to find a job.

As for the place where he usually practiced, he felt that the abandoned factory he went to before was good. It was spacious enough and would not easily affect other people, and he also had Clark as his partner.The high-end auxiliary equipment that Clark envisioned may not be what the penniless Monkey King is considering now.

Clark certainly didn't think about practicing with Monkey King at the beginning. He usually has the habit of exercising and has learned a lot of fighting skills, which is enough for him.As for cultivation, in his memory, he only spent half a year traveling around half the world after graduation, seeing some people in the East or some places with ancient civilization inheritance, the kind of concentration and persistence is really impressive.

But what Sun Wukong brought him was another kind of shock.

Monkey King started to practice in the abandoned factory after that day, and Clark went there as soon as he got off work, and brought him dinner, which made Monkey King cheer with joy.

"Ah, I'm so hungry, so hungry, thank you Clark." Because Clark built a simple bathroom here, after a quick shower, Monkey King, whose hair was still dripping, threw himself in front of the food Clark brought, and began to eat After eating and drinking, the food for almost ten people disappeared quickly in his movements with afterimages.

Of course Clark had already finished his dinner, but seeing Sun Wukong's enthusiasm for eating, he actually felt that he had an appetite again, and he restrained himself a little so that he didn't share the food of Monkey King. He could imagine that if he did that, Monkey King would What kind of look of reluctance will be on the face.

This is really a guy who exudes surging vitality all the time.

"Clark, spar with me." Holding the last chicken leg in his hand, Monkey King finally diverted his attention from the food and looked at Clark eagerly.

"I..." Clark paused under Sun Wukong's longing eyes, and his words of refusal had already come to his lips, but at this moment he felt that those words were like his own secret, which was difficult to reveal, and finally he said, "You What do you want me to do?"

"Of course it's fighting." Sun Wukong said as a matter of course, looking at Clark with eager eyes.

Under Sun Wukong's high-spirited eyes, Clark couldn't help but slowly tightened his fists. Since he gradually gained extraordinary strength, he has indeed had a lot of whimsical ideas. After all, he is still quite young now. , but they were all suppressed by his rationality, but at this moment he felt that his blood was also a little restless.

"Now?"

"Yeah." Sun Wukong nodded his head out of the afterimage.

Sun Wukong doesn't think about the current time issue. For him, the task time can be used for cultivation. If one day he dies, he will still remember to practice hard when he goes to Hades. There is no need for any reason or motivation. It's just his life.

Of course, Clark thought more about it. He had a certain understanding of his own and Monkey King's abilities, which were not powers that could be manipulated at will. He didn't want to have SHIELD agents in his life all the time.So before starting, he and Monkey King agreed on a few clauses restricting their abilities. What can be used in the sparring is their own strength. Clark can't be sure if the two of them have no restraint, will it eventually cause serious damage? Huge devastation.

Clark sometimes even has a sense of panic about the future... he can't even detect it. The power brought to him by the sun's light and radiation seems to be endless. When his superpower was first revealed, he just ran fast , powerful, and soon he could even shoot high-temperature rays from his eyes, and he also began to escape the influence of gravity, fulfilling the ultimate dream of human beings, flying in the air with his own strength.

And it didn't take a few years for such a powerful ability to appear. According to Clark's estimate of his own vitality, his lifespan will be much longer than that of people on Earth, and he has no way of knowing where the limit of his alien body is. .

And Sun Wukong is obviously also a terrible alien that cannot be deduced by common sense.

For a disciple of martial arts like Sun Wukong, it doesn't make any difference whether he uses Qi in the battle or not, he just wants to fight.

Reporting such a simple thought, Sun Wukong punched Clark to the ground in the first round.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong froze in place for knocking down Clark so easily, and couldn't help scratching his hair, "Clark, are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Clark jumped up from the ground.

Clark also reacted improperly the moment he was hit. According to common sense, with his physical fitness, it is impossible for him to fall directly to the ground.His own defense is probably stronger than Monkey King, even Monkey King is not afraid of ordinary bullets, and of course he will not be injured just because he is hit, "You are too slow." Monkey King said seriously.

Clark nodded, because of the difference between the two worlds, there is also a big difference in the combat mode. The most terrifying thing about Monkey King now is his speed. He completely ignores air friction and resistance, and uses his own strength to the maximum efficiency. Increased the speed in the battle to the extreme.

If someone watched their battle, the dynamic vision of ordinary people would not be able to capture Monkey King's movements at all.

"Let's come again." Clark was also aroused to fight. He has the vision to observe microscopic matter gradually, so he can't be confused by Monkey King's speed at all, and his physical fitness is enough to keep up with his quick reaction. Can adapt to the rhythm of fighting against Monkey King.

"Okay!"

In the next few days, Clark found that fighting Monkey King was an exciting thing. As a Kryptonian favored by the sun, he found himself becoming stronger all the time, especially after having an opponent like Monkey King.In comparison, Sun Wukong can't compare with Clark in terms of physical fitness except for using an unknown energy called Qi. If Sun Wukong can still be called a human, Clark's body is like a perfect god, but even so , Clark can still feel that Monkey King is getting stronger every moment, as if there is no limit in him.

There is a person who can keep chasing with him at all times and be at the same height as him, which makes Clark even a little obsessed with this state of life.

After another reserved but very enjoyable battle, Monkey King has exhausted almost all of his strength. It is also a great practice to prevent the scope of the battle from spreading outside this factory.He was lying on the ground wet all over, panting heavily, sat up after a while, kneaded his shoulders, and praised Clark sincerely.

Clark threw a bottle of water to Monkey King, and drank it himself. Sweat kept falling to the ground along his beautiful and strong muscles. It is not easy to gain the upper hand in the battle with Monkey King .

"I'm afraid you won't be able to win back tomorrow." Hearing the excitement in Sun Wukong's tone when he praised himself, he knew that he was not at all disappointed by today's defeat, "I'm going to another city for an interview tomorrow. Work, and I won’t be back until three days later.”

"I see." Sun Wukong paused immediately when he heard the news.

"I'll be back as soon as possible." Clark was not too relieved that Sun Wukong was alone in the city of New York.

"Don't worry, I can already earn my own money to eat." Sun Wukong showed a bright smile. He finally found a job at a construction site the day before yesterday. After seeing his unparalleled work efficiency, the foreman agreed to pay two Meal, of course, the salary will be less, and Monkey King doesn't care, work is also cultivation.

Clark also laughed. He could fully understand Sun Wukong's thoughts on being a blue-collar worker, that is, he didn't have any thoughts.And he has already contacted the trade union to ensure that no one will infringe Sun Wukong's rights and interests. The lawyer's phone number is also in Monkey King's mobile phone, and he can handle all troubles for him.

When Sun Wukong went to the bathroom, Clark received a call from Doctor Strange, who found the most likely cause of death of the previous person, of course the real cause.

That person may have been hypnotized at the subconscious level, and a seed was planted at the conscious level. When stimulated by a certain syllable, his brain will receive a clear signal that his heart is completely incapable. Continuing to overload the body, the deceived body fully responded to the symptoms of a heart attack, and eventually died of it.

Even Doctor Strange, who always used money as the standard to save people, still couldn't accept such a thing that violated his medical ethics.

It's a pity that the clues in their hands are obviously temporarily broken.

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There will be another chapter after that, to make up for yesterday's.