Su Ming did not actually know the specifics, but seeing the previously missing Superman appear meant there was no need to think too hard.
Capture him first, then interrogate him. If he was the real Superman, they could have a good talk; if he was a fake, Strangle could eat him and see whether it could get any intelligence. Either way, nothing would be delayed.
Martha had screamed so miserably just now that anyone unaware of the situation might have thought Batwoman and Superman were having a dance battle. Little did they know that this Rising Dragon Fist had been for everyone's own good.
If this Superman was a fake, then having him lurking at Martha's side would be incredibly dangerous. That went without saying.
Come to think of it, Felix Felicis was somewhat useful. The clues had nearly run dry before, yet not long after he drank it, a new lead had been delivered right to his door.
There were many Supermen. Thought Robot and Silver Superman, for instance, were not easy to deal with. But Su Ming had just punched this Superman hard enough to turn his face green, which showed that he was not particularly strong.
Su Ming was currently playing Batwoman, after all, so the methods he used could not reflect his own combat strength. Although Strangle had disguised itself as Hellbat Armor during the teleportation, he could not make the performance too exaggerated.
Jumping a little higher or knocking Superman a little farther away was fine. But if he punched Superman out of the Solar System in one blow, it would mean the act had been exposed. Hellbat Armor was not that strong yet.
Therefore, his primary tactics still had to revolve around Superman's weaknesses.
Superman's greatest weakness was probably something even three-year-olds on Earth