Clark has recently canceled all extracurricular activities, not just asking his eldest cousin for time off work and relieving himself from the miserable life of human punching bags.

He also took a break from training for the rugby team, and in addition to clocking in to the Met on time in the evenings, he spent most of the day practicing fencing skills at Lex's mansion or going to the ranch to learn equestrianism together.

Even adoptive dad Jonathan is weird, when did Clark fall in love with horseback riding?

As everyone knows, his son just wanted to perform well in the competition and successfully win the heart of the goddess.

Replacing the previous Clark may not be so proactive.

Cowering and doubting oneself is what supermen in adolescence do most often.

But after receiving training from his eldest cousin, Clark's mentality changed.

"As long as the hoe is well wielded, there is no corner that cannot be dug down...... Although the famous flower has a master, I can help loosen the soil......"

Clarke, reciting the classic aphorism he had learned from his eldest cousin, leaned forward, crouched low on his horse, and rode the horse with its hooves spread.

"Clark, maybe you have a talent for this......"

Lex followed slowly, trying to contain the look of surprise on his face.

For the first time, he discovered that this guy, who was called "nerd" in school, actually had a learning ability far beyond ordinary people.

Three days, handed over to ordinary people, at most, just learn the riding posture.

But here in Clark, he can already gallop and make some difficult moves.

"At this level, is it eligible to participate in equestrian competitions?"

Clark ran two laps and pulled the reins.

Slowly straighten your back and reduce the speed of the race.

"If it's just a normal race and obstacle course, it shouldn't be a problem."

Lex said with one hand on the reins and the other on his chin.

Normally, equestrian events will have more than one event.

Such as dressage races, endurance races, barrel races, etc.

It is mainly to test the ability of the rider and create an ornamental program effect.

For projects that require a certain amount of technology, there is no need for Clark to waste time.

However, speed races and obstacle courses, which are relatively low in difficulty and suitable for beginners, can be registered.

If you can come out on top, you can win the favor of the goddess.

There are no young girls? A star who will refuse to be in the limelight.

This is also the cheerleader and quarterback in the school? One of the reasons why it is so popular.

"You also need a good horse."

Lex added.

It's not just a matter of just finding a wild horse and galloping around the field.

Regular matches? There are strict requirements for the weight, gender, and age of the racehorses.

A race in the town? It may not be that exaggerated, but at least it has to be a good racehorse? It's not a wild horse caught on a rope.

"This could be a big problem......"

Clark scratched his head, he didn't even have a decent knight's outfit? Not to mention the best horse racing.

"How many of them do I have? They all live in the Metropolitan Horse Farm, and they can't be transferred for half of the time. ”

Lex is in a bit of a rut, and his father won't allow his beloved to be consigned to a small town? Take part in an equestrian competition that is not well known.

In the words of the other side? It was "it would damage the face and honor of the Luther family".

Horse racing is an ancient sport that can be traced back to ancient Greece.

Later, it was carried forward by Britain and became a fashionable behavior in aristocratic circles.

In recent years, horse breeding and horse racing have become popular among the upper classes of the metropolis and have become a new means of showing off their wealth.

A good thoroughbred? It will only be more expensive than a modern high-end sports car.

It is necessary to hire specialized labor and breeding, as well as purchase space, etc.

What do the rich people like to do the most? In this way, they want to divide themselves and the poor into a clear class.

Yachts, sports cars? Private Jet ...... It's all an exclusive item that looks like a status show.

"Maybe the godfather will have a way, I remember him as a thoroughbred who won the World Show Show Jumping Equestrian Championships? It's called ...... Lightning Barry? ”

Lex takes off his helmet? Roll over and dismount? I suddenly remembered.

He didn't have many friends, so he took Clark very seriously.

"Then I'll wait and ask."

If it were someone else, Clark might just give up, not wanting to trouble Lex again.

But if it's a big cousin, it's worth a try.

Everyone is a relative, and it should be no problem to borrow a horse.

"Lightning Barry? Just ride away. ”

Luke, who was studying kryptonite in the mansion, saw his little cousin visiting, silently covered the lead box, and readily agreed.

He is about to return to the Marvel Universe, and the property here will eventually be handed over to Clark and Lex, which is considered an act of trusteeship.

After all, who could be more trustworthy than a little cousin and godson?

A mere thoroughbred is nothing.

"By the way, there have been some mutants in the town lately, Clark, don't forget your mission as a Superman intern."

Luke kindly reminded.

The little cousin has been busy digging the foot of the wall recently, but he has ignored the surrounding situation.

Some of the town's residents who have been exposed to kryptonite for a long time and have been exposed to radiation.

Their bodies have undergone mutations, resulting in all sorts of strange abilities.

Luke secretly marked several dangerous elements, ready to throw them to his little cousin to level up and fight monsters to accumulate experience.

Clark nodded vigorously and patted his chest in reassurance.

But the eldest cousin could clearly see that he was a little absent-minded.

It's like a student who is dragged to the classroom after school, sitting in the classroom with his body, and his heart has already flown to other places.

Luke can also understand this, a young man of seventeen or eighteen.

There was something else in my head besides Bai Huahua's thighs and arms.

The burst of male hormones can easily make Clark lose his cool head and become a source of gain and loss.

There's no way, who let the little cousin just be an innocent virgin who just handed over his first kiss and his chastity was untouched.

By the way, the object of his first kiss was still Lex Luthor.

Maybe that's why the other party is so enthusiastic about helping Clark?

"As a reminder, if you win the competition and have a chance to have a further in-depth conversation with Lana later, be sure to ask her to take off that necklace."

Luke seemed to think of something, and made a point of advice.

If the little cousin is ready to carry a gun and mount the horse, but the result is not the whole body weak, and the heart is more than enough but not enough, I am afraid that it will cause serious trauma to his young mind.

According to incomplete statistics, among men, the first experience of bad is very likely to cause disharmony in future married life.

"Necklace ......"

Clark looked puzzled, but didn't think much of it.

His trust in his eldest cousin is increasing day by day, and everyone is Saiyan, can Luke still harm himself!?

……

……

The equestrian competition came as scheduled, and the scene can be said to be noisy with gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags, and crowds...... I'm sorry, it's a skewer.

This is a large-scale annual show in the town, from the executive committee to the ordinary residents, they will gather here, and it is a grand event for everyone.

The competition has four major events, dressage, barrel wrapping, hurdle and racing.

The winner will receive a "Golden Pumpkin Prize" from the town's administrative committee, as well as a cash prize of $1,000.

As a town-level competition, this prize money can be called very generous.

"Clark, come on!"

Before the start of the game, Jonathan, the adoptive father, came with Mrs. Kent to cheer his son on loudly.

"It's not about the championship and the cash, it's about getting something."

Adoptive father Jonathan, as always, always speaks with positive energy.

Harvest?

Clark looked not far away, wearing a knight's outfit and looking heroic.

He felt like his boyish heart had been struck by something.

The lively atmosphere spread rapidly, and the whole arena was filled with cheers and applause.

I saw horses dressed up in costumes, led by riders.

Like a professional dancer, he twists and wriths with rhythmic steps.

With the fast-paced drums and passionate music, the atmosphere is instantly brought to the highest peak.

After dozens of minutes, the opening show was finished, and it was finally the turn of the racing competition.

Clark, who was a little nervous, looked up at his eldest cousin sitting on the viewing platform and took a deep breath.

The latter seemed to sense the little cousin's gaze, and the corners of his mouth raised a noticeable arc.

"I'll be able to!"

Riding that thoroughbred horse called "Inazuma Barry", Clark felt like a valiant knight of the Middle Ages.

He is preparing to rush to the battlefield to win honors and medals, and then get the favor of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

With such a beautiful vision, he tightened the reins and clamped his legs between the horse's belly.

Just wait for the starter to fire his gun, and the Koenigsegg, known as the "Thoroughbred's Thoroughbred", will be able to beat off all opponents and become the brightest star in the field.

Boom!

Clark flicked the reins, and Lightning Barry burst through the two open doors, swooping out like arrows from a string.

At the start alone, he threw off his opponent by a large margin.

But there was no applause, no cheers.

Clarke, who was immersed in the atmosphere of the game, sensed that something was wrong.

Suddenly, he grabbed the reins hard and tried to stop.

Because in front of him, stood a man wearing the mask of "President Jefferson".

The gunshot was the one he made.

"See you again, boy!"

The other party was wearing the starter's overalls and did not know where to draw a submachine gun.

After firing into the sky for a while, he opened fire on Lightning Barry.

A thoroughbred worth a global limited edition Koenigsegg fell with a scream of pain after being violently strafed, covered in bloody holes.

Out of inertia, Clark fell forward, rolled a few laps, and crashed into the fence next to the track.

Screams, shouts...... They poured into Clark's ears like ocean waves.

He barely opened his eyes and saw the gun-wielding bandits approaching Lana on a red horse.

“…… There is danger! ”

Terrible thoughts took over Clark's mind, and he felt like he had been injected with adrenaline, instantly refreshed and full of strength.

Rumble!

There was a bang in the atmosphere, as if a bomb had been detonated, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

Like lightning, Clark pounced on the bandit wearing the mask of "President Jefferson", then swung his fist and shot out.

Boom!

It was like the collision of gold and iron, making a sonorous sound.

Clark's eyes widened, and he had an incredulous look of shock on his face.

"Little one, I'm not the same as before!"

A grim voice came from under the mask, and the bandit, who had robbed the bank but was scared away by Clark, took the punch head-on.

Throwing away the submachine gun as a disguise, he shook his head fiercely and slammed it forward!

Boom!

There was another dull pop.

Clark staggered back two steps, his eyes glowing golden.

The brain was "buzzing", as if it had hit an iron wall.

"What's going on?"

Clark barely stood on his feet, only to see "President Jefferson" rushing up.

The skin of the other party's whole body has a metallic color.

It seems to be made of steel, and it is full of great power.

"Where did he come from?"

Luke, who was sitting in the stands, hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a calm expression full of interest.

He wanted to see what his trained little cousin would do in the face of an enemy of equal strength.

However, Clark's situation is not promising.

The little cousin learns to control power, but he really lacks talent in fighting.

The "President Jefferson", who has a body of steel, constantly suppresses Clark and gives a violent blow to the storm.

"Punch, dodge...... His speed and reflexes don't seem to be as good as his big cousin. ”

Thanks to his long hours as a human punching bag, Clark quickly adapts to the rhythm and begins to look for opportunities.

Cross your hands and frame the fist of "President Jefferson".

Then, with his elbow bent, he hit the opponent's head.

Boom!

Like a heavy hammer, it blasted away "President Jefferson" and knocked it back.

Clark continues to play a defensive stance, he won't attack, but he knows how to counter.

"Come here!"

The little cousin made a defiant gesture that he had learned from Luke, cocking his finger and hooking it a few times.

The dazed "President Jefferson" seemed to have been mocked, and rushed over like an angry bull.

The steel palms that could squash steel and shatter rocks snapped shut and clamped Clark tightly.

The sudden force is enough to crush the bones of others and rupture their internal organs.

But Clark just felt that it was difficult to breathe, he didn't panic, he did the same.

Tilt your head back and hit it forward!

Boom!

"President Jefferson", who received an elbow blow, was hit on the head again, and the whole person staggered back, and his ears and nose were covered with blood.

“…… Try to cut him in the middle. ”

Clark seemed to hear the voice of his eldest cousin, and he subconsciously took a step forward, his hands clenched into fists.

Out of order, it quickly smashed on the chest of "President Jefferson".

Every punch is poured with all its might, like a round sledgehammer.

Knock Knock Knock –

The continuous muffled sound echoed through the arena.

Even though "President Jefferson" was a man of steel, in the face of Clark's lightning-fast punch, he still couldn't bear it, and directly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground and passed out.