[Comprehensive British and American] Robin Girl Potter

Harry's ambitious speech did not move Damian who was watching calmly.

The boy drank the milk slowly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the enthusiastic girl with thin arms and legs.

(He would not admit to Ah Fu that hot milk is still delicious! He even wanted to add some sugar...)

Little kids are naive enough—she thought training was easy?Just pressing the leg and pulling the ligament can make her cry!

Damian held up his palm, and he swore it wasn't to blow Harry's arrogance, but she needed to face reality.

"Try to hit me, use the most force you can - let go of the hit, don't have any scruples."

Harley looked at Grandpa Afu, and after getting his nod of approval, she stood up, licked her lips, and suddenly realized that she seemed...indeed, she couldn't fight.

In her confrontation with Dudley since she was a toddler, she had always been good at running away.

She assumed the ready-to-fight pose she learned on TV—both hands clenched and raised—anyway, the masters always pose first when fighting.

Then, she swung what she thought was the "maximum force" punch, and hit brother Damian's outstretched palm.

And Damian was even drinking milk from the cup with the other hand at this time, and when he received Harry's punch, the cup in his hand didn't even shake.

The boy pouted, maybe Ace was stronger than her, which made him feel like he was bullying a newborn kitten.

"I don't feel it at all." Damian drank the last drop of milk, put down his glass, and combed his hair. He decided to go back to the Titan Tower to confront his equal opponents.

He looked at Ah Fu with a kind face. It seems that Harley's soft fist just now didn't disappoint the old housekeeper?

"Training Harley will be the biggest task for you." Damian originally wanted to say "mission impossible", but looking at the girl's bright green eyes, he could only change his words when the words came to his lips.

At least until Harley learns magic, not to mention her real enemy, even the city of Gotham will be dangerous to her.

After saying goodbye to Damian, Alfred started to clean up the dining table. Of course, he didn't lose confidence because of Halle's performance just now—this is an 8-year-old girl after all, she can't tell anything with just a fist, and she doesn't know what to do. Not everyone is gifted.He remembered the scene when he first trained Master Bruce. The former Batman was not good at everything he is good at now.

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After helping Grandpa Fu clean up the kitchen, Harley was taken to an empty room in the mansion by him.

A huge cushion has been placed here, and several sandbags of different sizes stand in the corners of the room.

Harry looked at these professional arrangements curiously, "Are Uncle Bruce and his brothers also exercising here?"

"Well...they...they're somewhere else." Alfred didn't even change into his tracksuit, it was still a white shirt with a vest, and he just rolled up his sleeves.

After all, this was the first class, and it didn't take him much effort to teach Harley, who was currently a rookie.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, the former agent suddenly became unsure... He felt that he could push her down with just one finger.The old butler began to internally question his decision to train Harley.

Is it really not enough to protect her well?

Almost letting himself be cruel, Alfred lowered his head, pulled up the girl's palm, and taught her the correct posture for making a fist.

"The punch to Damian just now was generally good." Alfred raised the girl's arm with one hand, and put his other hand on her shoulder blade.

"But, do you know why the force you exert on the target is so small? It's because the way you exert force is wrong - the strength of ordinary human arms is limited. The reason why the punch of a master fighter has such a huge lethality is that The fists they swung and the legs they kicked gathered almost all their strength."

He demonstratively moved the girl's hand and swung a fist. At the same time, the hand on Harley's shoulder blade pushed her upper body and her arm to turn in one direction at the same time.

"When punching, use the inertia of your turn, and use this momentum to put at least the strength of your entire upper body into it."*

Alfred let go of Harley, and stretched out his hand in front of the girl's eyes - facing Harley, who had just started to learn fighting, there was no need to use the hitting armor.It is also convenient for him to feel the progress of the girl with his hands.

Harley remembered the key points of strength that Grandpa Ah Fu taught her just now, and she silently demonstrated it several times in her heart before she swung her fist at Grandpa Ah Fu's palm.

Grandpa Fu's hand seemed to move slightly.

"Very good, much more strength than just now, that's it, do it a few more times. Afterwards, we will train the movements of the legs. Girls' fists are already limited in strength, and the legs can drive the gluteus maximus and other most important muscle groups. , You must be good at using your gender's natural flexibility and use your legs more."

Under the encouragement and correction of Grandpa Afu, Harley waved her little fist over and over again, sweating within a few minutes.

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The girl has been practicing very seriously, which makes Alfred very relieved.

But... how should I put it, after a few lessons, anyone with a little experience can see that: Harry is not like Dick, a natural acrobat, nor is Tim's extraordinary intelligence, nor is Damian who is almost as good at learning. Training that starts at the same time as walking.

So, the little witch... has made rapid progress.

In this regard, Alfred is not pessimistic, everyone has their own strengths, just like if The Flash didn't have the speed force, his fighting level would be just passed.After all, Harley is a little witch who knows magic. Like Constantine, she can't fight at all.

After these two days of training, Harley's appetite has obviously increased, which has already satisfied the old housekeeper.

After the three-day suspension period, both Halle and Damian resumed their normal school schedules, and her training did not stop. Alfred arranged daily morning exercises (given that Halle still gets up early every day), There is also an hour of teaching in the evening.

Barbara even took over a few classes, and everyone had high expectations for Batgirl, and Dick even thought that Barbara could break through Alfred's bottleneck.

But after arranging Harley to practice alone, Barbara, who walked out of the training room, still expressed her opinion without reservation in front of the expectant people in the main hall.

"Harry... um... really don't have any talent, these trainings can be regarded as physical fitness."

Damian answered first, "Not as talented as Drake?"

"It's not fair to say that," the good-tempered Dick justified the name of the third brother, "Tim's talent was affirmed by Mrs. Shiva, and she even taught Tim the stick technique herself."

"I dare say Mrs. Shiva must regret it now." Damian disdainfully.

Tim, who was fiddling with the computer on the sofa, didn't look up. He was writing a program that could record Harley's training data. He had already attached force sensors to the cushions and sandbags in the training room.

"Although I really want to fight with you, I'm not that childish. I can't bully children."

Damian really wants to take Drake to the Batcave to make gestures. The past few days have been too peaceful, and his hands are itchy.

"Due to gender restrictions, we couldn't train Harley at all, just like Jason, with his 200-pound weight alone, he can suppress her without any skills." Tim looked at the data just recorded, if Harley Li doesn't know magic, this number is quite worrying.

"Little Tim is right. If Barbara, who is a girl, can't handle it, the old guy can't do it by himself," Jason concluded. Fucked, it's all muscle!

Bruce was also in the main hall at this time, and while listening to the discussion of the crowd, he was looking at the file provided by Superintendent Gordon.

"Zatana will come over to teach Harry magic every weekend starting next week." Bruce felt that everyone's worries were too much. He and the old butler were optimistic about the current progress. Magic is the main thing for Harry in the future. arms.

But Jason's conclusion that "Even if he goes out on his own, he can't train a little girl well" made Bruce think.

It's a challenge, and Batman isn't afraid of any.

Bruce has always disagreed with the view that "the aptitude is not good enough to do something well". In his view, this is an excuse for not working hard enough.And he believed in the power of will - the Wayne family never had genes that were good at fighting and physical fitness, which did not affect his ability to subdue gun-wielding criminals with just his fists.

So he began to consciously collect data, such as the physical development characteristics of girls at different ages, etc., and tried to develop a training program for Halle.

He wanted to consult Catwoman—Serena had been raised in an orphanage in Gotham, and like Harley, she had been malnourished and received no training as a teenager.

Catwoman, who is good at stealing, actually doesn't have much strength. She walks Gotham with her clever mind and her ability to hide.

Bruce believes that the ability to dodge and hide will be more useful for Harley's future.

But Catwoman is not easy to catch, she is always indifferent to him, and there are no precious jewelry exhibitions in Gotham recently that can attract her.

Bruce, who was on duty on the watchtower, did not forget to use the tablet computer in his hand to mobilize the information and data about Harley in his free time.

Wonder Woman walked into the control room, it was already lunch time, Bruce didn't show up in the coffee shop, he must have forgotten to eat because he was busy again - Alfred once specifically asked her to remind him if it was convenient when he was in the watchtower Master eats on time.

What Diana didn't know was that Alfred had almost all the female members of the entire Justice League that he had the opportunity to meet.

Bruce realized Diana's approach with his extraordinary perception before the heroine approached - of course, the main reason is that the heroine's highly recognizable perfume, strong and pure rose fragrance, full of aggression, But not disgusting, but willing to be ruled by it.

Batman closed the tablet in his hand before she could see it clearly.

Diana quietly looked at Batman, who was as gloomy as usual.In the entire alliance, only she and Superman could see any subtle changes in the dark knight's face that was always expressionless in the eyes of others.

("It must be the reason for the superpowers", Hal once commented.)

"Bruce, you seem to have something on your mind?" Diana asked softly.

"It has nothing to do with the alliance." Batman frowned because the woman called out his real name in the watchtower, but there was no one else around, so forget it this time.

Diana brushed back her black hair, and the bracelet was shining under the light. She was used to her old friend's way of speaking, so of course she would not be angry.

"Just to remind you to eat, I don't want Alfred to be disappointed. The Martian hunter will come to pick you up soon, and the steel frame is connected to the entire watchtower system, so you don't have to keep an eye on it all the time."

Speaking of Afu, Bruce lost his temper even more. He put down the tablet in his hand and followed Diana to the door.

Looking at the woman's healthy and shiny skin, Bruce suddenly thought of all the brave Amazon female warriors.

As if being pointed out, he stopped, "How do you Amazons train a little girl? Especially when she doesn't have much strength?"

"Or, are you Amazons born supernatural? That's not a problem?" Bruce added, which was quite possible, given that all the Amazons he'd met were good at punching.

Diana turned around and looked back curiously, "That's not the case. Amazons also have individual differences. We teach people according to their aptitude from childhood. There are many kinds of weapons, and not all of them require brute force. For example, our best archer I'm thinner; and I'm not the strongest on Paradise Island, you've seen Artemis."

Ah yes, that Amazon who is stronger than Jason.

“And you know better than anyone that brute force is not the key to victory. Having power and knowing how to use it are two different things.” Diana added.

The author has something to say:

*I practiced martial arts for a few months when I was young, but of course I didn’t get anything out of covering my face (*/ω＼*). I only remember that the first thing I did was to press my legs, and then when I punched and kicked, the coach always emphasized the need to drive the strength of the whole body. For example, when kicking sideways, if you only rely on the strength of your legs, it will not be very lethal. You must put in all the strength from your buttocks to your thighs when you swing.What I wrote in this article is basically the whole essence of my short training... Lying_(:з」∠)_

Another essence is the self-defense technique taught by the coach: run first when encountering danger... If you can't run in time, poke your eyes, hit your throat, kick your crotch, hit the back of your head in four steps, and then run (*/ω＼*)

*Diana quotes from the animation "Superman and Batman: Apocalypse" - "H□□ingpowerandknowinghowtouseitaren'tthesamething."