Kara let out a breath and stood up, gritting her teeth as she looked at Clark.
"Very well, since you think no one can control you, then let me discipline you!"
With that, she leaped up, flying into the air and charging towards Clark.
Clark, who was already prepared, immediately dodged to the side.
Although he didn't yet possess the ability to fly, Clark's strength in speed and power, while not equal to Kara's, allowed him to contend with her.
After Clark used his ability to dodge, he was about to move behind her to attack, but Supergirl had already blocked his path.
Bang!
She clapped her hand forward, accompanied by a powerful impact and the sound of air exploding; Clark was hit in the chest and immediately flew backward.
As the air exploded, Kara continued to accelerate, rushing in front of him, and unleashed another punch.
Clark's chest was struck, immediately changing his direction of movement, and he crashed heavily onto the ground.
Dust kicked up, and the ground vibrated slightly from the impact.
Thump!
Kara, whose feet landed on the ground, looked towards where Clark had fallen.
But the next second, a laser beam shot out from the dust that obscured her vision!
Kara, who was in a blind spot, felt a torrent of Heat Vision Shock her the moment she sensed the laser.
Caught off guard, Kara could only extend her arm to block the powerful Heat Vision.
Sizzle!
The Heat Vision collided with Kara's steel-like body, sending sparks flying!
With her arms raised in front, Kara frowned as she blocked the Heat Vision attack from Clark.
The next second, she suddenly felt the power of the Heat Vision weaken slightly.
Just as she was wondering why, a figure moved towards her.
Clark stopped his Heat Vision, closed in directly, and punched Kara, sending her flying.
"Uh..."
Green Lantern, standing beside them, asked Wonder Woman, "Should we help?"
"If you want to help, you can, but... isn't this their family matter?"
Wonder Woman turned her face to ask Green Lantern.
Although the Amazon's warlike genes flowing through her body at this moment made her restless, wanting to immediately transform into a warrior and rush in for a hearty battle, she had to suppress this impulse, considering the mature and steady image she had always presented to others.
"Well, I just feel that as comrades, watching from the sidelines is always a bit awkward, even if it's exciting..."
Green Lantern couldn't help but complain.
The two ultimately did not join Clark and Kara's fight.
But as the two entered the white-hot stage, a victor gradually emerged.
Kara exploited Clark's weakness of not yet being able to fly, suppressing him and putting him at a disadvantage.
"Hah!"
Kara roared, charging towards Clark, who was lying defeated on the ground; as Clark just got up, he was punched and sent flying backward again.
His body aching all over, he lay on the ground, gasping for air.
"I'm your older sister, Clark. From childhood, whenever I wanted, I could always beat you until you couldn't get up!"
"Heh..."
Clark spat out a mouthful of saliva, "No, you're not. You're not my sister. You and Jor-El are both aliens; you want to control me, but that'll never happen!"
After getting up, Clark transformed into a gust of wind and immediately rushed out.
Just then, a bus honked its horn and rushed over; the driver, seeing a blurry figure, immediately slammed on the brakes.
The driver poked his head out of the car window, about to curse, when he suddenly noticed money fluttering down from the sky.
He reached out and touched a "Franklin," and after realizing it wasn't fake money, the driver got out of the car without hesitation and started picking up the money.
The rest of the passengers also quickly surged out of the bus, frantically scrambling for the dollars falling from the sky.
The crowd became congested, immediately blocking the entire road.
Kara's vision was also blocked, and she temporarily lost sight of Clark.
Looking at the crowded scene and the missing Clark, she finally decided not to pursue him.
"Wow, things really developed unexpectedly."
Green Lantern saw Kara walking over dejectedly, shrugged his shoulders, "Do you want me to help you? Although I'm not very good at catching people, using the Green Lantern ring can enhance my senses. Maybe I can use super senses like yours to find him."
"No need. Clark isn't an ordinary person either; I believe after this, he'll be even more cautious."
Kara refused Green Lantern's offer to help.
"I don't know what exactly happened, but Clark seems to have become a different person. The Clark I remember wouldn't be like this."
"Perhaps you should ask Eric. Although my impression of him isn't great, I have to say, he's someone capable of controlling the situation."
Green Lantern suggested to Kara.
"Eric?"
Kara repeated the name softly.
But then she remembered her humiliating posture of being tied to a tree by him, and her expression became complicated, "That bastard!"
...
"That bastard!"
Kent Farm.
Jonathan hung up the phone and cursed the person on the other end.
"Jonathan?"
Martha looked at him inquiringly.
"People from the Department of Agriculture, they reminded me that this year's agricultural subsidy will be reduced by 20% compared to previous years. We all know what's going on; the newly appointed officials want to reduce agricultural subsidies. I don't know what they're thinking."
Jonathan said to his wife, annoyed.
"Those officials are promoting organic produce, so they're reducing subsidies for farms like ours."
Martha comforted her husband.
"Forget it, if I argue with these people, I'll probably be tormented with insomnia."
Jonathan said, then asked Eric, who had just walked into the living room, "Eric, have you heard anything about Clark recently?"
"Not yet."
Eric had just received a call from Chloe; a robbery similar to a previous one had occurred in Metropolis today.
She suspected that the robbery suspect was Clark.
Even so, Eric did not tell his parents.
Saying something without a clear outcome would only cause them unnecessary worry now.
Jonathan sighed after hanging up the phone.
Martha came forward and held his hand, trying to convey some warmth to him.
"There's something. I received an invitation to a funeral today!"
Eric handed a black letter to his parents, "It's about Lex Luthor."
Jonathan froze as he looked at the black letter in Eric's hand.
"Le... Lex's funeral?"
Martha also froze.
A sense of melancholy and sadness welled up inside her.
She and her husband had just attended Lex's wedding, attending as Lex's parents, and in the blink of an eye, the wedding had turned into a funeral.
"How could this be? Didn't they say he was just missing? Now... now it's confirmed he's dead?"
Martha asked Eric, somewhat disbelievingly.
"Yes, Lex and Helen were on their honeymoon flight when the plane was hijacked by the pilot. During the struggle, the pilot accidentally fell out."
Eric, without any emotional fluctuation, recounted what he knew, "Lex Luthor gave the last parachute to his fiancée, urging her to live well, and then he crashed into the ocean with the plane. A tragic and moving love story!"
Finally, Eric added his own assessment.
Although it was somewhat touching, no matter how he looked at it, he felt a strong sense of incongruity.
He didn't believe Lex would be such a kind and selfless good person, who would give up the chance to survive to someone else in a plane crash with only one parachute left.
Such nonsense could only fool those who didn't know him.
"Everything I've said above is Dr. Helen's exact words."
After handing the letter to his parents, Eric left the living room.
Jonathan, holding the black letter, had a slightly bewildered and guilty look in his eyes.
"Lex Luthor is dead?"
Jonathan, repeating the sentence again, slumped into a chair, "I just attended his wedding as his father."
"I admit, I have issues with the Luthor Family, and my impression of Lex Luthor isn't great. I believe he doesn't have good intentions approaching Eric and Clark. But... that doesn't mean..."
Looking up at his wife, "Martha, I'm a little tired. I'm afraid..."
Martha held her husband's hand and forced a smile, "Clark will be fine, he definitely will."
Outside the farm, Lana, riding Tyson, stopped and watched the farm, a worried expression on her face.
Seeing Eric come out, she nervously turned her horse around, ready to leave.
But when she turned the horse back, she found Eric already standing in front of her.
"Eric?"
"Out for a ride?"
"Ah, yes... yes."
Lana smiled at Eric, "Although Tyson didn't end up living on the farm, Aunt Neil helped me out. I got him from Whitney's mother and brought him to my house to feed him. He's been recovering quite well lately, so I came out for a ride."
Lana explained to Eric somewhat unnaturally.
Eric nodded, reached out and stroked the horse's mane, then prepared to leave.
Since he confirmed that the other party had nothing special to say, he had no intention of staying to chat.
"Um... Eric."
Lana, riding Tyson, called out to Eric, "I heard about Clark. I'm sorry I couldn't help. And about Lex..."
She said in a low voice, "Pete is still in the hospital, and Chloe has gone to Metropolis. It's like waking up and suddenly this world has undergone some kind of earth-shattering change, and all the important things are gradually being lost..."
Tears welled up in Lana's eyes as she tried to suppress her emotions, forcing a smile at Eric.
She wanted to say something like, "Luckily you're still here," to Eric.
But in the end, she didn't say it, just pursed her lips.
"Goodbye!"
After bidding Eric farewell, she rode Tyson away from the farm and galloped forward.
The chestnut horse first trotted faster, then its speed continuously increased, and Lana's figure on horseback quickly disappeared from the farm.
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