Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 92 Peter Parker's Full Strength

Well, at least this can help Peter Parker solve the difficulties in life.

Unlike Bruce, who can earn ten Ferraris per minute just by breathing, Peter Parker is a poor boy with such a strong sense of responsibility that he dismembers his life into pieces.

Whether he's dating, working, studying, doing experiments, or even helping Aunt May watch a pot, accidents will happen in New York and Spider-Man will be needed to help.

The most outrageous thing about the whole thing is that sometimes, without Spider-Man, innocent people would really die, but Spider-Man can always accurately ensure that every accident only causes property damage and no casualties.

This kind of "positive feedback" drives Peter Parker to be anxious every time he hears a news broadcast. What if he doesn't show up this time? Will there be victims? Will several families be torn apart because of his laziness?

Peter placed the lives of others above his own personal life.

So, Spider-Man is always brave and fearless, steals the show, appears like a hero and disappears like a hero.

Peter Parker, on the other hand, is like a coward. He always escapes from his responsibilities, quits his job without saying a word, and then shows up in a sloppy manner after others are done with their busy work.

It doesn’t take much to explain how strained and terrible this causes Peter’s relationships.

Everyone loves Spider-Man, and everyone despises Peter Parker.

Except for the people who knew he was Spider-Man.

And Aunt May.

Now, Peter relied on his true qi to control the food in the takeout box so that it would not change as he moved. This finally allowed him to reconcile the two parts of his chaotic life and integrate his part-time job into his heroic deeds.

What's more, the wages of delivery workers in the United States are quite high.

Even this small change made Peter Parker extremely happy.

He was finally able to help Aunt Mei pay for household expenses so that she no longer had to find a part-time job or watch her sigh and put on a forced smile because of overdue credit card payments every month.

With the scholarship, the tuition expenses were not high, and Peter was surprised to find that he could still save a little money.

This little money earned from working may not mean much to others, but it allows Peter Parker under the mask to straighten his back a little and retain a little dignity.

For example, don't sell your Spider-Man photos to a newspaper that always criticizes you.

Peter was now full of energy, but seeing Du Mu was about to go out, he asked curiously, "Master, where are you going? Didn't you say that you would arrange a practical course for me today?"

Du Mu looked at Peter Parker and thought about how the other party used his sixty years of skills. His temples throbbed and he couldn't help but feel happy for the other party and showed a kind smile.

"Okay, practical courses, of course I have prepared them for you."

As he spoke, Du Mu came to the side yard and happened to meet Hulk who had already finished breakfast.

Since Banner teaches the children in the afternoon, Hulk's playtime is in the morning.

Banner simply gave the right to eat breakfast to Hulk, so that his consciousness could sleep a little longer.

Although Hulk knew the taste of many foods through Banner's memory, this period of time was the first time he truly enjoyed food through his own senses, and he immediately fell in love with dumplings.

Because Hulk finds other foods troublesome to eat, but he can put as many dumplings as he wants into his mouth at once, and the ratio of the skin to the filling is no different from when other people eat one dumpling, so it is refreshing to eat.

Sometimes he would even drink a bottle of vinegar after eating dumplings... Du Mu didn't know what this preference was, but Hulk could really stand the sourness.

Peter Parker saw Hulk and waved happily: "Dr. Banner! I'm glad to see that you are living well here."

Hulk had just finished breakfast and was smacking his lips happily. But when he heard the other person greeting him and it turned out to be Banner, his face immediately turned sour.

He looked at Peter Parker and had an impression of this little thing. It seemed that he was from the same world as Banner and was not friendly to him.

Although Hulk's definition of unfriendly is that the other party actually believed the slander against him in the news.

Du Mu said, "Hulk, Harry is currently studying in his hometown. He has no time to come back and practice with you. But it doesn't matter. I have a second disciple. He is much stronger than Harry and should be able to fight with you."

Peter Parker's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Du Mu in shock.

His voice was trembling a little: "Master... Master? The person you told me last time about the actual combat sparring partner, could it be..."

He had just greeted Banner with a happy face. After all, the other party was one of the scientists he admired. Being able to come to the environment where the other party lived was also a kind of star-chasing success for Peter Parker.

But Peter never thought of fighting Hulk!
This is as outrageous as asking a person to explain the Riemann hypothesis after just finishing elementary school courses in mathematics!
Hulk's position in the field of fighting is like Chang'e 7's position in the high jump world, which should not be counted at all!
Hulk showed his white teeth, outlining a brilliant smile.

As expected, I really like living here.

If Du Mu was unhappy with someone, he would allow himself to beat that person.

But at this moment, Hulk suddenly realized something and frowned at Du Mu: "Du Mu, you said, he is your second disciple?"

Du Mu was slightly startled: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

The green veins on Hulk's forehead suddenly bulged and his brows furrowed deeply.

Peter Parker had an illusion that the other person's size... was a little bit bigger, barely noticeable?

However, the sudden overwhelming momentum still made Peter Parker swallow his saliva and laughed, "Ahahaha... Master, Dr. Banner, you two are really good at joking, so who is my sparring opponent..."

"Your sparring opponent is Hulk."

With a bang, Hulk made a fist-holding gesture and bent slightly towards Peter Parker.

It's just that due to his height, his bow not only did not mean to lower his head to show humility, but instead it became a look of looking down, with his upper body leaning forward, looming over Peter Parker's head like a mountain.

Peter Parker felt that he had difficulty breathing. He pulled the collar around his neck and said in his last struggle: "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do today..."

However, Hulk had already completed the formalities, and after thinking it over for a while, he felt that he should have completed all the preparations before taking action.

At this moment, he revealed a sinister smile and threw a hook from bottom to top, like a bulldozer, at Peter Parker.

Peter Parker was really shocked this time. Was he really going to fight?
He subconsciously mobilized all the strength in his body, using the Four-phase Fist method taught by Du Mu, utilizing all the internal strength of a decade in his body, and concentrated on blocking Hulk's fist.

“Boom…boom…!”

A sonic boom was heard, and a shock wave of air was generated at the point where the two fists collided. When the shock wave spread out, there was a rumbling sound like the afterglow of thunder.

The sound startled the children in the dormitory and they all poked their heads out, and saw Uncle Hulk fighting with a... a weirdo who seemed to be wearing nothing but a layer of red and blue rubber.

Hulk felt the touch of his fist and was a little stunned.

Not only was he stunned, but Peter Parker was also stunned.

I... I actually took Hulk's punch?
In fact, Peter usually exerted the most strength when he was fighting against the collapsed building debris. He had never used all his strength to punch an enemy. He almost forgot that his strength was actually far beyond that of ordinary people.

But as a person from the same world as Hulk, he understood how terrifying Hulk's power was. Driven by his instinct, Peter did not hold back at all, and twenty tons of basic strength burst out with true energy!

In their first confrontation, he not only blocked Hulk's fist, but even pushed it back!
Hulk looked at his fist, then at Peter Parker.

Suddenly he smiled happily.

"You're so strong."

"When I was sparring with Harry, my punch had to stop at his face, but you were able to actually block it."

Peter Parker's spider sense started to frantically alert the police at this time.

Peter looked at Hulk, who had originally been dissatisfied but suddenly became happy, and the hairs on his body stood up.

I... seem to... not have resisted it just now, but should have avoided it.

Du Mu watched them officially start fighting, and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you guys play, I'm going to go out for a while and do something."

"Master, wait..."

Before Peter could shout, his voice was shattered by Hulk's fist.

Du Mu listened to the huge noise coming from behind him, like a salvo of artillery fire, and stepped out of the door with peace of mind and came to Gotham.

As soon as he entered the bat cave, Du Mu could see a little bit of sunlight shining in from the waterfall. Only a little bit, still at the edge of the cave entrance.

But the Batcave was very quiet at this time, probably because it was daytime, Bruce had gone to rest, and all the lighting equipment was turned off. Only the sunlight scattered by the waterfall was running everywhere, giving the Batcave a light and soft filter.

Du Mu skillfully went through the elevator of the Bat Cave and arrived at Wayne Manor on the upper floor. Alfred had already prepared tea.

"Welcome, Mr. Du Mu. The master has just had a tiring night and is resting."

As he spoke, Alfred made tea for Du Mu and placed it on the table in the living room.

Obviously after Du Mu appeared, he received the message and was ready to meet the other party.

Du Mu sometimes wondered why Bruce was Batman at night and Alfred was awake as his assistant. During the day, when anyone wanted to contact the famous Bruce Wayne, Alfred would be the firewall in the middle to stop them.

So when exactly does Alfred sleep?

I always feel like he can endure much longer than Bruce.

Du Mu sat down, not wanting to disturb Bruce's rest, so he took a sip of tea and asked casually, "A tough night? Did he meet a madman again? What kind of strange clothes is he wearing this time?"

As he spoke, Du Mu was thinking about what kind of supplies he should buy in the city.

The first is the astronomical telescope.

By the way, seeds and other things probably won’t be useful, so if you want to buy something, just buy a lot of food.

I won’t drive a van anymore, because that thing can’t bear the weight.

His own spatial stretching technique was not well learned, or he was too concerned about where the mass of the object disappeared, so the spatial pocket created by Du Mu could not eliminate the weight of the object inside. Therefore, after the purchase was completed, he could only carry it himself and could not transport it by car.

Alfred shook his head and sighed, "He is indeed crazy. It is hard to imagine that after arresting those traditional gangsters, the opponent Gotham faces would be a circus."

"kindness?"

Du Mu put down the cup with some concern, looked at Alfred and asked, "Circus?"

"Oh, sorry, I should have said..."

"It's the Joker."

Du Mu frowned and confirmed: "Clown?"

Alfred didn't expect Du Mu to react so strongly, and asked in confusion: "Yes, a lunatic who calls himself a clown. But his true identity is actually easy to find out, he is just a frustrated talk show host."

"After several failed performances, he went crazy and even strangled his mother to death. He painted himself with white paint and gave some inflammatory speeches, which attracted many rebellious thugs to join his team and caused considerable damage in Gotham."

Du Mu inevitably fell into silence.

There are many versions of the Joker's origin. Although it is said that every version is incorrect, the most well-known ones are indeed the one that he fell into a chemical pool and the one that he was a frustrated comedian.

Avoided one, another emerged?
When the clown falls into a chemical pool, Bruce can rely on his enhanced strength and newly acquired qi to make up for the critical moment in the original world and save him.

But when it comes to the failure of the talk show, it’s useless to ask Batman for help. You have messed up your performance and even the Lord can’t save you.

Then he became mentally exhausted, had an emotional breakdown, and turned into a clown?

Du Mu was really speechless.

Is it fate that the Joker must appear in Batman's career?
"Where is the clown now?" Du Mu asked.

Alfred really didn't expect Du Mu to be so interested in this madman, and replied: "In Arkham Asylum, although he killed someone, he is mentally ill and cannot be sentenced by normal laws. He can only be imprisoned in Arkham."

"But don't worry. Wayne Group invested in Arkham Asylum and built it like an iron barrel. Unless the mental illness is truly cured, it will be equivalent to a prison without a sentence, which can better suppress criminals."

Du Mu couldn't help but hold his forehead.

I hope Bruce has learned enough lessons and really makes Arkham Asylum an iron wall, instead of having prison breaks every other day like in other worlds.

Of course, although it seems that the situation has returned to the starting point, it only has some intersection with the original fate.

Because the current situation is that no criminal has escaped from Arkham Asylum. All the criminals inside were captured by Bruce at once and have been detained until now.

The real change should come from the first criminal who escapes from prison...

It is impossible for Du Mu to convince Bruce to increase the sentence of the criminals who are already in prison, but if the criminals inside really escape from prison once like in other universes, Du Mu is looking forward to seeing what actions Bruce will take after being taught by him.

If he just caught him back, Du Mu would be very disappointed with Bruce.

"Well, thanks for the tea, Alfred. Since Bruce is still resting, I'm going to go to Gotham to buy some supplies."

Alfred said respectfully: "Please be safe, Mr. Du Mu."

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When Du Mu returned to the martial arts hall carrying the extremely heavy storage bag, the entire floor of the hall had become bumpy.

Fortunately, Hulk was still very careful and did not attack the surrounding walls, so all the walls remained intact.

If we don't count the layer of wall that was blown off by the fists.

When they first started fighting, they should have been in the side yard, but both Hulk and Peter were worried about accidentally hurting the children, so they finally ran to the martial arts arena to fight.

At this moment, Du Mu felt the improvement in his physical fitness and smiled.

Sure enough, high-quality competition can sometimes improve a person's physical fitness better than simple exercise.

The improvement of physical fitness is different from the improvement of true qi, and there is no specific scale for reference. However, Du Mu's current mental power is very sensitive and can easily feel the slight changes in the muscles and even internal organs of the whole body.

I just didn't expect that the feedback from the tenfold increase would result in such a small change. It turns out that exercise is not a matter of overnight, but requires constant persistence.

Peter Parker lay on the pitted ground, gasping for air until his lungs nearly burst.

But apart from being covered in mud, he didn't have any wounds at all.

After all, Hulk's fist is a real blunt weapon. If he doesn't use his full strength, occasional contact will not cause wounds like a sharp weapon, and it is safer.

Hulk also sat beside him contentedly, smiled at Peter and said, "You are really strong, stronger than a tank. I haven't had such a good time in a long time."

"Play?!"

Peter looked up from his position on the ground in disbelief, then fell back down.

"You call... huh... you call a fight of this intensity playing? You almost killed me!"

Hulk laughed and said, "Impossible! You're so strong, I know how much strength I should use, and I guarantee I won't break you."

"Please don't use the word spoiled. I'm not your spider toy."

Having said that, Du Mu could still hear some joy in Peter's words.

After all, although Peter had frequently performed heroic deeds in the past, he had rarely engaged in serious battles.

Most of the seemingly fierce fights were just Peter trying to find the threshold of defeating his opponent without killing him.

Hitting the fists of an ordinary thug, hitting the fists of a well-trained thug, hitting the fists of an elite ninja, hitting the fists of a mutant... the strength is all different.

In order to be safe, Peter always starts his experiments with the lightest force, which is why Spider-Man always appears to be inextricable from his enemies.

And today was one of the rare battles where Peter could not cause any harm to his opponent even if he exerted his full strength.

Actually...it's really refreshing.

Sorry for the late update

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