Despite a shield that can absorb energy, Steve ultimately failed to truly defeat the young Kryptonians.

Especially when Clark increased his movement speed to exceed the speed of sound, Steve's defense and counterattack became quite difficult.

On the one hand, Steve faced few enemies as omnipotent as Clark. The power, speed, reaction, defense, perception, etc. of the Kryptonians were far beyond the limits of humans. Every ability was enough to crush the old man in his 80s in data.

Steve only has the advantage in combat experience.

On the other hand, the sequelae of being frozen for 60 years remained in Steve. Because he was too obsessed with the illusion in his dream, his spirit was far from returning to his peak. After all, he had just woken up for less than a week, and when he re-entered the battle, his defense and offensive movements would also appear a little slow.

It is like a weapon that has been stored for 60 years but has never been maintained. No matter how sharp it is before, it needs to be carefully maintained and polished when reusing it.

"Bang"

Clark ran around Steve like a phantom. He kept throwing out his fists like Merlin before, and most of them hit the shield, but there were still several punches hit Steve's back and chest.

When the opponent was too fast, Steve's defense had already appeared flawed. Of course, Clark controlled the strength of the punch to avoid accidentally breaking Steve's bone or being injured.

"Bang"

In the last collision, the shield in Steve's hand was held by the Kryptonians, and then between the bursts of power, the shield was pulled from the old man's hand and threw it on the ground behind him, and he himself was pushed to the ground in Clark's "light" push.

"Ah, I lost."

The old man lay on the ground, raising his hand straightforwardly to admit defeat, and there was no reluctance or loss on his face.

This is a normal result.

As a veteran of all kinds of battles, Steve Rogers has a very clear understanding of his strength. Even when he was the strongest, he had no chance of winning against the young Kryptonians.

"Actually, I'm the one who lost."

Clark reached out to Steve and pulled the old man up from the ground. He sincerely gestured to Steve with a thumbs up, and he said:

"I thought I could beat you up in just a few minutes, but I didn't expect it to drag it for more than 30 minutes... Your defense skills are amazing."

"That's also your mercy, young man."

Steve picked up his shield from the ground, he said:

"You have controlled your strength. If you try your best, I am afraid that as long as you catch a mistake, I will be beaten into a bloody corpse by you."

"But your combat experience is exactly what I lack."

The young man in Krypton spread his hands and said:

"I have seized your mistakes many times, but I have missed a lot of opportunities to knock you down... If you have the same strength and defense as me, then I will really lose a lot."

"Okay, stop praising each other, my friends."

Meilin, standing on the edge of the training ground, flashed to the two guys and said to the two men who were sympathetic:

"That's all for today's actual combat...Clark, from tomorrow I will give you a new opponent, and I can't let you bully the old man all the time."

"oh?"

Clark glanced at Merlin and said:

"A close opponent?"

"An opponent that will let you go and fight, while also pushing you to the ground and rubbing."

Merlin pushed her glasses and said seriously:

"You will fight a lord in hell, and she will torture you with all kinds of black magic and her violent army of demons. It is a whole world where you can gallop, and you can also exercise your flying ability. You can meet her now, and she will be waiting for you in the hall."

Xuanlan gestured to Clark and signaled him to follow. The young Kryptonian waved to his friend, and then followed Xuanlan back to the hall of the mysterious house.

Miss Riana, the Queen of the Border, has been feeling a little bored recently, and she is happy to help Merlin train young people.

Clark is amazing, but facing Riana, who can control the entire dimension of power and is also proficient in various black magic, he is not very familiar with magic power. He is destined to be taught a lesson at the beginning.

"As for you, Steve, the warm-up is over, and I've found you a new opponent."

Merlin snapped his fingers, and his belated apprentice appeared from the darkness and appeared in the training ground.

Miss Victoria, wearing training suits, with short golden hair and carrying two swords with long and short swords, curiously looking at Steve. She folded her hands on her belly as she was training in the Assassin League training camp, leaning over to greet Steve.

"Don't underestimate this girl, Steve."

Merlin took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He said to Steve:

"She is a ASCHEUT witch hunter, good at assassination and concealment, and also uses simple magic. She will help you recover to the best condition at the fastest speed in the next period of time."

Merlin blinked at Steve and said:

"She was trained by me personally. If you are too careless, she will definitely surprise you."

“The resilience training promised…”

Steve said to Merlin speechlessly:

"Why do I feel like you just pulled me over as a sparring training?"

"You're a warrior, Steve."

Merlin patted the old man on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"For warriors, isn't the best recovery the most important thing is to keep fighting?"

"Listen to me, I have arranged a complete set of restorative training programs for you. Victoria is the first ring. After you pass, I will arrange more witch hunters to fight you until you become the super warrior who could scare Nacui back then."

"But then again, are you really not going to make a conversion?"

Merlin said:

"Although the process is a bit painful, it is a lot of benefits to becoming a witch hunter."

"I have this one."

Steve waved the shield in his hand and said:

"When I was undergoing the Super Soldier transformation, Dr. Erskine once told me that the super Soldier's serum has a strong potential. Its strengthening for me was not achieved overnight. I also have room for further growth."

"Okay, whatever you want."

Merlin stopped persuading, he looked back at Victoria and said:

"Where are Layla and Miles?"

"They are going to recruit new people, master."

Victoria whispered:

"They have found another descendant of the master, and if things go well, we will soon have a new companion."

"Okay, your execution is really strong."

Merlin took a few steps back, and he looked at the witch hunter assassin and the old warrior who were ready for battle, and he whispered:

"So, now, the battle begins!"

"bass"

Victoria, who entered the state of fighting, became cold in expression. She reached out and pulled out the slender steel sword behind her, her movements were as light as a ballerina, and used two red flips to avoid Steve's sharp shield strike.

The sharp sword in her hand roared at the warrior in front of her. At the moment when the blade was blocked, Miss Assassin's wrist lifted outwards. In Steve's surprised gaze, the dancing sharp blade was like a rotating knife wheel, and the deadly sword dance sprinkled out in the space in front of him in a light dance-like posture.

Among the three young assassins in the Brotherhood, Victoria is the only girl without a legendary assassin heritage, but since she completed the transformation of the witch hunter, she has been trained by Merlin himself.

Her fighting style is the most Merlin-like.

"Bang"

After Steve used a shield to perfectly block a sword dance, he took a step back and avoided the counterattack Victoria pinched her right hand, and threw the skilled Yaxifa Seal, which slowed Steve's counterattack for a moment.

"puff"

A wound appeared on Steve's shoulder. The captain who felt the threat subconsciously waved his shield. The round shield flew out of his palm like a high-speed rotating frisbee, hitting the steel sword raised by Victoria, breaking the attack of the witcher and Assassin Miss. After the shield collided, it continued its previous trajectory and returned to Steve's arm.

The scars pulled from the sword on his shoulders had healed, but the remaining pain made him completely relieve his contempt for the slender Victoria.

"Young people nowadays... are really amazing."

Steve moved his shoulders and said:

"But it's not over yet, little girl...I'm going to be serious."

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Just as military doctor Victoria was beaten by the serious old captain, in the north of New York, in front of a villa in the suburbs, Layla and Miles were hiding in the shadow of the grass, observing the quiet villa in front of them.

"John Wick lives here."

Miles lowered his voice and said to Layla, who was wiping the antique spear beside him:

"That guy is a very boring person. He lives like a robot with simple minds, but the purer it is the more dangerous it is. When I followed him yesterday, I saw how he looked when he was 'working'... I saw with my own eyes that he killed three people with a pencil."

"A natural assassin..."

Layla blinked, her yellow snake eyes shining in the darkness, she said:

"It seems that Wick's assassin blood is explicit, and the power of his ancestors has been revived in him. Speaking of which, have you found information about his bloodline? Which legendary assassin was his ancestor?"

"It's Connor Kenway."
To be continued...