Chapter 115: No Martial Ethics

"Ugh!"

How could things develop to this point?

"Ugh!"

General Zod lay on the ground and vomited a lot, pouring out all the acid in his stomach.

"The low-level people of these low-level planets - ugh! What a mess of things has life taught you, ugh!"

He lay on the ground, his whole body was full of stench, as if he had been soaked in a septic tank for three days and three nights, and he felt his soul trembling.

In the intense stench, he looked at Superman with disbelief, and then he was punched in the face by Superman, and then more punches fell like raindrops.

Compassion, the main theme is compassion. While General Zod was being beaten, he saw a loving and compassionate look on Superman's face, like a heartbroken father beating a disobedient child, beating the child, and the pain in the father's heart.

Zod began to doubt his life after being beaten by this kind father-like fist.

Clark kept hypnotizing himself: I want to become a kind father and beat up the unfilial son of Krypton.

I am a loving father, I am a father beating his son!

I am a loving father, great!

After hypnosis, the strength of his fists increased by three points.

While beating people, Clark's mind began to diverge inexplicably:

The psychological construction method invented by Mr. Wayne turned a pure and harmless Kansas farmer into a devil who beat people without blinking in just three minutes. Is this a distortion of human nature or morality-

"How dare you-"

General Zod wanted to fight back, but he saw Superman screaming again, taking out another stink grenade from his belt, and smearing it on his face like a gorilla throwing a special attack.

"Ugh!!!"

General Zod couldn't hold it anymore.

"It stinks so bad, how could you, ugh!"

"My parents taught me to hone my senses, Zod." Clark resisted the urge to dry heave, not showing it on his face at all: "Focus on what you want to smell."

Clark kept hypnotizing himself: It doesn't stink at all, it doesn't stink at all...

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for Mr. Wayne's training on his stench.

What did that sentence say? Idiots don't need to become smart, we just need to bring others' IQ to the same level as us, and then defeat them with rich experience!

"Ugh!"

General Zod continued to be stubborn:

"I am General Zod, I have been trained, I was born to be a commander, I was born to be a soldier, I will not be a mere - ugh!"

Big guy Ek was lying not far from General Zod. His mask was also destroyed in the fierce battle just now, and he was now suffering from the huge noise and interference of the sensory world - and the stimulation of the intense stench.

From the moment the stink bomb exploded on Zod, he lay on the ground and vomited non-stop without stopping.

"Ugh! General, I——"

He was General Zod's most loyal guard, a diehard who accompanied him in the rebellion.

He had sworn with his life that he was willing to do anything for General Zod.

But at this moment, looking at General Zod, who was almost a human septic tank, the loyal guard hesitated.

Damn it, act quickly, Eck! Your loyalty is not such a cheap thing!

Then he lay on the ground and continued to vomit.

"Do you think you can defeat me by relying on such a small trick? I am the greatest hero in the history of Krypton, a powerful warrior who defeated Doomsday with my bare hands. Do you think I——Ugh!"

When General Zod found that he could not stop himself from vomiting physically, he did something that amazed Clark with great perseverance, great courage, strong taste, and disgusting determination.

He swallowed hard and swallowed it directly.

Come on, let's see who can disgust whom! ! !

Ugh!

Clark also felt like vomiting.

"When I faced Doomsday, I dared to rush forward. Would I be afraid of a little stench?"

General Zod's momentum rose steadily: "You can't imagine how strong my perseverance is--"

Ugh, ugh!

But General Zod couldn't say the rest of the words.

The frozen sputum with vomit and super stench, wrapped in cold air, once again smeared General Zod's face. It was smelly and icy, and Zod finally couldn't stand it.

He turned around and ran, and he vomited subconsciously while running, but he forgot that the ice was stuck on his face. This time, he vomited, but it was blocked again and poured back directly.

"Ah!!!"

He tore the stinking ice off his face with his hands, and then despairingly found that his hands, which should have grasped glory or were stained with blood, were now tainted by disgusting stench.

General Zod knelt down in the stinking valley, deeply trapped in the quagmire, and his mentality completely exploded.

He let out an earth-shattering roar: "Kal-El——"

"I'm going to kill you ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Red light also emerged from his eyes, and with just one blow, Superman was knocked back.

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I am Shiva.

I am a martial artist.

Year after year, day after day, countless years, I am making progress every day, and I have polished myself from a weakling with no power to what I am now.

And now, with the blessing of Venom, I am faster than ever, and stronger than ever...!

Continuous hits! Continuous continuous hits! Flipping her arms like a crane, blasting her fists like artillery!

Fiora tried to catch the opponent's fist, but her skills were like a baby's toddler in front of Ms. Shiva.

So in the end, she just tried to catch the fist in vain, and then relied on her steel body to force it.

She saw that the other party used drugs to increase his strength. Most people, including Fiora herself, basically cannot control the sudden surge of power.

But Shiva didn't.

This extremely condensed power, transmitted from the contact point to the roots of her hair and toes, made her whole body tremble.

Fiora swung her supersonic fist backhand, but saw Shiva dodge at an almost impossible angle, as if her fist was deliberately cooperating with the opponent's dodge. Fiora's eyes showed an incredible look.

Just as she was still savoring the opponent's mysterious dodging trajectory just now, which was like the flow of cosmic nebulae, a pair of fists hit her face again at the same time.

With a bang, Fiora was hit and rolled back. Looking at Ms. Shiva who was gradually turning into a devilish flesh man, she didn't care about the attack she had just received, but asked very seriously:

"How did you do it?"

Her eyes flashed with a strong curiosity: "You are really a martial arts master!"

Her words were honorific: "It's amazing!"

Ms. Shiva half-knelt on the ground, she stared at her hands in a daze.

Martial arts masters who have trained their bodies to the limit like hers have fists like fine steel and feet like red copper. Even bullets will be deflected by their tense muscles. In many ways, they are no longer the same creatures as normal people.

In addition, she used venom, so things should not be like this.

However, at this moment today, she only saw her fists revealing white bones, and then gradually recovered under the self-healing ability of venom.

"Master, you are really amazing."

Ms. Shiva looked at the Kryptonian in front of her with her lifeless eyes.

What is the most desperate thing in the world? You who always think you are invincible, unreservedly launch an all-out attack on an enemy, but the enemy is unscathed, and then actually praises you for being awesome.

What kind of ultimate insult is this?

Da da da...

Fiora turned her head and looked at the machine guns that were sweeping towards her, her eyes slightly cold.

"Sorry, Master, I have to deal with some annoying enemies for a while. Please go."

Fiora said: "You see the situation now. A great martial arts master like you should not die here. So please, go."

Boom!

Shiva watched numbly as the other party jumped onto the plane. Amid several violent explosions, with the desperate screams of the dying soldiers, five or six fighter planes crashed to the ground like toys.

Then, Fiora looked at the armed helicopter that was still commanding in the distance. The outstanding hearing of the Kryptonians allowed her to hear the voice of Colonel Hardy.

So she jumped over like a monkey, punched the wing to explode, and with a scream, the armed helicopter spun and fell to the ground.

"We were hit, repeat, we were hit, we were hit-"

"Guardian crashed, repeat. Ground forces, protect-"

After 10 seconds, there were no more ground forces.

Siva gritted his teeth. The opponent's speed was like teleportation...

Colonel Hardy fell inside the helicopter.

"Thunder 12 calls the Guardian. Can you receive it?"

Colonel Hardy took a deep breath and picked up the radio.

"All firepower is directed here. Don't worry about us. This is a dangerous area."

"Received, dangerous area, good luck, sir."

Colonel Hardy climbed out of the wreckage of the helicopter. He took out a submachine gun and fired at Fiora desperately.

Sparks bounced on the opponent's body.

The submachine gun had no bullets.

He took out a pistol and emptied the last magazine.

Fiora tilted her head.

Colonel Hardy pulled out the last sharp knife.

Fiora also pulled it out.

The two of them confronted each other several meters apart.

"The glory of death is the right death." Fiora said.

"Don't kill him, come at me."

Siwa stood in front of Colonel Hardy: "Our duel is not over yet."

Fiora put down the knife and sighed: "Master, you have won my respect. I have no intention of killing you."

"Why can't you leave?"

Ms. Siwa remained silent, so Fiora also understood her position.

"I am ashamed, Master." Fiora said.

She slowly clenched her fist: "When it comes to martial arts, I am just a toddler in front of you, and I don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of you. The reason why I can fight with you like this is completely cheating. I feel extremely ashamed."

"But for General Zod's great cause, you have chosen to become General Zod's enemy, and then you will also be my enemy. Please fail here, and next, I will use all my strength."

"Hah!"

Fiora was responded to by Siwa's continuous heavy punches, and then she quickly found that the other party just stood there, looking at her expressionlessly, and there was no sign of being knocked away like before. Then Ms. Siwa finally stopped.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous." Ms. Shiva said.

"I seemed to have the upper hand before, but that was just like an adult dodging a child's fist. There was no possibility of winning from the beginning."

"Yes, that's right, I'm sorry." Fiora said.

Then she heard Ms. Shiva suddenly ask her:

"Do you want to learn such skills? The skill I used just now to see through your moves, the skill of exerting force, all the mysteries of martial arts, and the ultimate trick I have never shown you: the leopard blow?"

(Note: the leopard blow, Ms. Shiva's trick, she almost killed Richard Long with this trick)

"You...are going to teach me?" Fiora was stunned, and then a strange feeling rose from her heart, and she immediately believed it.

She could feel the other party's vast ocean-like martial arts heart from the other party's moves. Isn't it the noble sentiment that a master like this should have to abandon the grudges between races and planets and selflessly share pure martial arts skills?

"I will show you the leopard strike now. This is my ultimate..."

Fiora's attention was involuntarily attracted by Ms. Shiva. This unheard-of move made her a captive of curiosity in an instant.

She saw Ms. Shiva stretched out a white and clean little hand and waved it in an extremely mysterious posture. At that moment, the sea of ​​stars seemed to gather on this palm, and all the truth and...

Snap! Ms. Shiva slapped Fiora's mask directly. At the moment of approaching, the palm turned into a claw, like a sharp sword, and directly grabbed the protection of the mask!

At that moment, countless noisy sounds immediately poured into Fiora's ears, making her scream!

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“Hey, so what the hell is Batman planning?”

Harley Quinn sat bored in an underground base somewhere in Metropolis: “Every time I go to play with Ivy, she is either doing experiments or being a teacher. It’s so boring. She works 24 hours a day, all year round, and doesn’t even eat. She relies on photosynthesis!”

Harley scratched her face frantically: “This is totally exploiting herself!”

Killer Croc stood by, wearing only a pair of underwear: “Harley, do you want to play poker?”

“Stop it!” Harley Quinn complained. She looked at the other party with a look of despair: "How much money have you lost? If you lose more, you will lose your underwear. I don't want a big crocodile without pants to hang around in front of me!"

She ignored the big crocodile's so-called "one more" and "I will definitely win" flag-raising behaviors, but continued to complain to the dead shooter:

"Hey, Floyd, what do you think Batman wants us to prepare a nuclear bomb?"

She said: "Batman stole the nuclear bomb and hid it in Metropolis. He also asked us to guard it every day, mysteriously-"

"What does he want to do?"