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Chapter 552 Clark, who is better, you or A-Zu?
Everyone on the baseball field was stunned when they saw that A-Zu just threw the baseball and made his people fall to the ground.

"A bunch of idiots."

A-Zu shook his head, whispered something, and turned away.

He was in a bad mood and didn't want to bother with this group of ordinary people.

If it was someone with super powers or someone who could do magic, he would be interested in fighting with him and venting his energy.

Whitney, who had been standing still, finally breathed a sigh of relief after A-Zu left.

Seeing his nervous look, everyone helped the guy who was shot in the stomach up and asked Whitney in doubt, "Who is he?"

"John Padrick."

Whitney said, swallowing.

"He is John Padrick?"

Those among the crowd who had heard of A-Zu had expressions of surprise on their faces.

A-Zu's "name" is already quite famous in Smallville.

He often cleans up bad guys, and seems to have never lost a fight, which makes A-Zu quite famous in this area.

"Yes, he is John Padrick. Don't mess with him. Don't mess with the people in Padrick's family either. They are all freaks."

Before Whitney could finish her words, a whistling sound suddenly came from the air.

With a "whoosh", a white light flashed before everyone's eyes, and then in everyone's astonished eyes, Whitney fell to the ground, holding her stomach.

Next to it is a bouncing baseball.

Apparently, someone had thrown a baseball over.

"Well!"

Holding her stomach, Whitney felt like she might pass out at any moment.

He used all his strength to say to his stunned companion: "Take me to the hospital quickly."

The companions then woke up as if from a dream, and immediately rushed over to lift Whitney up.

After finishing all this, A-Zu glared at Whitney from a distance and turned around with a cold face.

If it weren't for the large crowds at the baseball field, he would even want to teach this guy a lesson he would never forget.

Meanwhile, in the farm backyard.

Clark is teaching Wei boxing.

Clark used to watch boxing matches with A-Zu, and now he knows something about boxing.

The two stood in the center of the backyard, while Baobao and Mark sat on the ground next to them, acting as spectators.

"When I was your age, my godfather used to let me jump up and down on the haystacks."

“To be honest, I kind of miss that feeling,” Clark told Vi.

"Why don't you turn around, Wei? I can give you a surprise."

"surprise?"

"Yes, you can turn around."

Baobao, who was watching nearby, raised his hand and asked, "Should Mark and I turn around too?"

"of course."

Hearing Clark say this, Boom and Mark had no choice but to turn around, and Wei followed them.

As soon as the three turned around, Clark immediately activated his super speed.

"Whoosh!"

After a few seconds, Clark clapped his hands, "Okay, you can turn around."

Wei, Baobao and Mark turned around and were surprised to see a haystack as tall as an adult in front of them.

"How is it? This is a good surprise, isn't it? This way I don't have to worry about getting hurt when I fall during practice."

Clark said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Clark."

Wei took a deep breath and thanked Clark.

Compared to A-Zu who often looks unhappy, she prefers Clark who speaks softly.

"You're welcome. So, are we going to practice boxing next?"

Clarke glanced at the strange-shaped gloves in Wei's hand that almost covered her entire hand, and said to her: "If you are ready, Wei, you can punch me."

When Wei heard Clark's words, she turned to look at Baobao who was sitting on a small stool.

Baobao saw his sister's gaze and gave her a cheering smile.

"Yes, I'm ready."

Steadying her breathing, Wei raised her fists to her chest.

She already understood part of the function of the gloves.

The boxing gloves my father gave me can not only store powerful kinetic energy inside, but also help me to swing my fists in the most suitable and reasonable offensive route.

"I'm going to fuck!"

As soon as Wei finished speaking, he threw a punch.

Clark didn't take it too seriously and stepped forward casually. Unexpectedly, the short Wei's fist hit his arm first.

A powerful force burst out.

With a "bang", Clark was knocked back a step.

He took a step back and looked at the glove in Wei's hand with some surprise. He didn't expect that the power released by this thing would be so strong!

Moreover, Wei's punch also looked very powerful.

Seeing that the attack was effective, Wei was immediately encouraged and continued to attack Clark.

She completely avoided Clark's punch, looked vertically downward, and punched at the opponent with a large swing.

Clarke dodged backwards, taking advantage of the opening and grabbing Wei's arm.

Wei tried to struggle, but Clark gently pushed her back.

With a "bang", Wei fell on the haystack.

"No, Wei, you should understand that actual combat is different from practice."

Clark reached out and pulled Wei up, while instructing her: "You didn't make any defensive moves just now, and your eyes were completely avoiding my attack, looking vertically downwards, which made it impossible for you to launch an effective counterattack."

Clark demonstrated the punching motion to Wei and continued:
"In a real 1v1 fight, the opponent is a moving person. If you just practice some offensive routines without integrating defensive footwork and evasion into systematic practice and actual combat drills, you will not have the muscle memory and experience to make the correct response when the opponent punches.

"In the end, as a human instinct, I got tangled up with my opponent at close range, and my eyes naturally avoided the opponent's punching line, and then I couldn't perform the offensive routines I had practiced."

Clark then came over and demonstrated to Wei her swinging punch.

"This kind of extremely inefficient large-scale punching will give the opponent a lot of opportunities to counterattack, so it is not feasible."

Listening to Clark's words, Wei let out a frustrated breath, "You said the same thing as dad. Dad said that my footwork is not right and I will encounter difficulties in actual combat. What should I do, brother?"

Clark made a tentative attacking move. "First, get ready when attacking, slowly slide towards the opponent, and be ready to dodge, instead of just jumping over and fighting with the opponent at close range like before."

"Then, on defense, you should also keep your eyes on the opponent's attack line, Wei, instead of subconsciously avoiding the opponent's attack line like you did just now."

After Clark finished his patient explanation, he asked Wei to try it according to what he taught.

Wei, who possessed great talent, easily grasped the trick.

After trying to attack Clark a few times, the previous problems were improved a lot, and the situation got better and better.

"I have a question."

When Clark and Wei were taking a break, Baobao raised his hand and asked Clark curiously, "Clark, who is better, you or Zu?"

"Uh"

Hearing Baobao's sharp question, Clark was speechless.

"Is this question difficult?"

Boom Boom asked doubtfully.

Although Clark really wanted to say things like "The Godfather said that his power in the later period was definitely one of the most powerful in the entire universe" and "I once defeated Thanos."

But if he really said that, he felt like he was bragging.

"I can't fly proficiently yet, so if we compare them purely based on comprehensive combat power, I should not be as good as A-Zu."

Clark said modestly.

"so."

Baobao nodded, not quite understanding.

"Well Mark, you, Raven, Tom, and Loki, Dad said you all go to Hogwarts, but in different houses. Who of you is better?"

Baobao's "pure and clear" gaze was directed at Mark, who was sitting next to him as a member of the crowd.

Mark was also a little confused when he heard this "life-threatening question".

If I say something amazing, will it get to the ears of the other three people, and then they will come to trouble me? !
"Well, we haven't fought, so we can't compare, but what is certain is that my talent is not as good as Raven, Loki and Tom."

Mark thought about it and answered with more cautious words.

He secretly compared it in his mind and thought that if they were to compete, he estimated that Loki would win.

If there was a real fight, it would probably be Riven.

After hearing Mark's answer, Baobao was a little disappointed.

"It would be nice if you could have a competition."

mark:"."

He began to suspect that Baobao was a little bit evil, but when he saw Baobao's cute face, he immediately put the idea out of his mind.

Bakugo is so cute, how could he be the same as Loki?!
In the afternoon.

Peter hadn't returned from Hogwarts yet, Rhea and Kara were in the Metropolis, and Persephone was the only adult left on the farm.

After studying with Clark for the whole morning, Wei energetically played hide-and-seek with Baobao.

Although Mark thought he was grown up, he was still forced by Wei to participate in the two-person game.

"Are you hidden? Violet? Mark?"

Bakugo's face was facing the wall, covering his eyes.

"I'm going to start counting, one, two, three"

After counting all the numbers, Baobao began to look for the two people on the farm.

"Be sure to hide it well, it will be embarrassing if I find it."

As Baobao spoke, he searched for the two people on the farm.

She stepped on the ground on the east side of the courtyard and heard a "click" sound, as if she stepped on something.

Confused, Baobao squatted down and found that he was stepping on a ring.

Pushing aside the nearby weeds, a wide, deep, pitch-black sewer that led to nowhere appeared before her eyes, stunning her for a moment.

(End of this chapter)