American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"I want to be as powerful as you, sir."

Bruce said in a sincere tone: "I want to save Gotham, save Alfred and my friends."

Peter looked at the young man in front of him as if he was getting to know Bruce again.

Batman wants to learn from himself?

Suppressing the weird feeling, Peter shook his head, "There's not much I can teach you, Bruce."

Bruce asked in confusion: "Why? Sir."

"because."

Peter looked into the other person's doubtful eyes and said slowly: "I have never been a normal human being."

"Because I am not a normal human being, I cannot have an invincible and unyielding will in the daily physical training, and I cannot use this will to overcome the limits of physical pain."

Peter knows a lot about himself. Being given superpowers by a watch, he can't teach Batman much.

"Because I am not an ordinary person with a mortal body, I cannot use all possible means to maximize human wisdom and courage."

He paused and continued to the stunned Bruce: "But what I said above is what you, as an ordinary human being, need most."

"gentlemen."

Bruce looked at Peter blankly, "Who are you?"

He became increasingly curious about Peter's identity.

"You will know later."

Peter changed the subject, "But, Bruce, I can teach you something, something - about how to face your fears."

The next day, early morning.

As soon as Peter entered the hotel gym, he saw Bruce practicing boxing.

Bruce, whose face was covered with sweat, seemed to have been practicing in the gym for a long time.

"Bruce, let's practice boxing."

He picked up his boxing gloves and asked Bruce to spar with him.

"Sir, do you know boxing?"

"One thing, at least he's not a layman."

Peter lets Bruce attack him first.

Bruce took a deep breath and began to sway from side to side, facing Peter like a cobra ready to attack at any time.

"Boom!"

Bruce stepped forward and threw a straight punch.

As a result, Peter easily dodged it and grabbed him by the wrist.

"You seem to be replacing guilt with anger and using it to drive yourself, Bruce, but that's not enough."

Faced with Bruce's very powerful blow, Peter easily defused it and pushed the opponent back.

He could feel that Bruce was holding back a force when he punched, as if he wanted to use this force to inject strength into himself.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Bruce took a few deep breaths and continued to attack.

While stepping forward, punch out with your left fist.

After being blocked by Peter, he immediately retracted his left fist pretending to attack and threw out his right fist to hit Peter.

In the end, Peter still held his fist.

"Somewhat clever, Bruce, but not enough. Don't show your thoughts too openly. You must learn to hide your intentions."

Peter let go of Bruce, gesturing for him to continue attacking him.

Bruce became more courageous after being frustrated and continued to attack Peter.

After practicing with Bruce for a while, Peter received a call from Martian Manhunter and ended the sparring session and left the gym.

"Are you okay? Azu."

Clark asked worriedly to the somewhat absent-minded Azu.

"I'm fine, just..."

Azu followed Clark towards the gym swimming pool.

He didn't know how to describe his feelings, "I don't know how to describe that feeling, I. I killed someone yesterday, Clark."

"What?"

Clark stopped and looked at him in shock, "What happened?"

"I don't know. I was following Bruce and ended up surrounded by a group of gunmen. I don't know why they attacked us. A homeless kid died and I was very angry."

Clark listened to Azu's story, frowned and asked him: "Are you not injured? John."

"No, I don't. To be honest, I don't have much fear. I'm just worried that Dad will be angry."

Azu expressed his thoughts to Clark.

"I'm worried that my dad thinks I'm a bad boy. I killed someone and messed up. I don't want my dad to think I'm a killer."

Clark recovered from the shock and didn't know what to say.

Seeing Azu's worry, he comforted him: "Don't worry, John, you are not a killer. Just like Popeye said, you are who you are and will not change."

Azu exhaled and thanked Clark, "Thank you, Clark, and thank Popeye for me."

As the two of them walked towards the swimming pool while talking, they happened to see Bruce practicing boxing.

Azu, who was getting angry, immediately walked towards the other party quickly.

"Hey Bruce, maybe you could explain to me what happened yesterday."

Azu said politely.

Bruce looked up at Azu and continued to beat the sandbag, "I have nothing to explain."

"Hmm, aren't you even going to explain your embarrassing escape?"

Azu put his arms on his chest and looked at Bruce, who was extremely unhappy with him, and said, "You abandoned all your poor brothers and sisters at that time."

"I'm not abandoning them!"

Upon hearing Azu's words, Bruce stopped what he was doing and glared at him angrily.

"Those guys are targeting me. Only if I leave there is the best protection for them!"

Azu shook his head, "But why would someone die? Admit it, Bruce, you are not only a poor boy, but also a coward."

"Shut up! I'm not—a coward!"

Bruce took off his gloves and sounded increasingly anxious.

Even though he was eight or nine years older than Azu, he was still aroused by this naughty kid.

Seeing Bruce's appearance of breaking through the defense, the petty Azu finally felt relieved from the anger of being ridiculed by the opponent yesterday.

"You are a coward, and you are also a poor boy and a liar!"

"Shut up!"

Bruce couldn't hold back and threw his gloves at the opponent.

With a "bang" sound, Azu easily caught the glove.

After looking at the gloves, Azu's original anger suddenly dissipated for the most part, and an idea came to his mind.

"It seems that you like boxing very much. My father once taught me boxing. Bruce, let's have a boxing match to decide whether you are a coward or not. Do you dare to challenge?"

Bruce didn't know that Azu was a superman. Looking at Azu who was much shorter than himself, he walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly, "I will teach you a lesson for Mr. Padrick, boy."

"You can't replace dad."

When Clark walked up to the two men, he saw the two men preparing to box.

Glancing at Bruce worriedly, he advised him: "Bruce, forget it, you can't beat Azu."

Bruce looked at the confident Azu and refused: "It doesn't matter, Clark, he is not a god. Even if he is a god, it doesn't matter. I will make him bleed."

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