Early the next morning, sunlight had just torn through the thin mist over the vast expanse of open ground behind Kent Farm.
Solomon stood with his arms folded in the light of dawn. With a calm gaze, he addressed Clark, who stood beside him in a fresh set of tight-fitting clothes, his expression expectant:
"Our Kryptonian abilities are incredibly powerful. Under a yellow sun, our strength, defense, and movement speed are all terrifying. But your biggest problem right now is that your brain is holding your body back."
Solomon walked up to an enormous granite boulder weighing several tons. He rested his slender fingers lightly on its rough surface, his tone stern:
"Jonathan taught you to live like a human, and that made you subconsciously put shackles on yourself. You treat this world like a fragile glass display case, desperately holding back your strength with every breath and every movement. Now, I want you to break those shackles!"
Bang!
Without winding up at all, Solomon merely gave it a casual slap, and the immensely hard granite boulder instantly shattered.
"Come on, attack me! Use all your speed and strength!"
Solomon turned and crooked a finger at Clark.
"Don't throw punches with a human mindset. Feel the energy boiling in your cells!"
Clark took a deep breath, a flicker of resolve crossing his azure eyes.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet instantly caved in. He became a furious blur, sending a powerful straight punch right at Solomon's face!
This time, Clark no longer held himself back.
The tremendous wind from his punch even produced a shrill sonic screech as it tore through the air.
Yet Solomon neither dodged nor retreated.
Just as the fist was about to hit him, he tilted his head slightly, evading the wind of the punch by