I, Godzilla, the villain of Ultraman world

If you can kill Miyamoto with one punch, then it doesn't matter if you get hit!

But Feng Yuan was not sure, so he gritted his teeth, retracted his fist, and his body sank suddenly, causing Miyamoto's sweeping sword to pass over Feng Yuan's head and cut off a strand of hair.

Fengyuan directly attacked Miyamoto's lower body! He punched Miyamoto's crotch. If this punch hit, Miyamoto would be 100% unstoppable!

A ruthless look flashed in Miyamoto's eyes, he stamped his feet and jumped up, dodging Fengyuan's fist.

But at this moment, Fengyuan stood up, stretched out his palm suddenly, and grabbed Miyamoto's ankle.

Miyamoto's expression changed. He was in mid-air. He could only bend down and stab the sword in his hand towards Fengyuan's Tianling Gai.

But Fengyuan's palm suddenly exerted force, and Miyamoto was thrown to the ground. With a bang, the ground cracked, and then there was another pop, and a mouthful of blood spat out from Miyamoto's mouth.

It was obvious that Miyamoto was seriously injured after the fall.

When Yang Xiaoye saw this scene, he nodded slightly. It had to be said that Fengyuan had quite a lot of combat experience and could turn disadvantages into advantages in the blink of an eye.

Most people simply cannot do this!

If this continues, even if Miyamoto is armed, he will not be Fengyuan's opponent.

"Brother Yang, the big brother without weapons is so powerful." Xixi opened her eyes wide.

"Are you better than me?" Yang Xiaoye asked with a smile.

Xixi thought for a while and shook her head, "Brother Yang, you are better."

Yang Xiaoye frowned, "Is it just a little more powerful?"

"No, no, Brother Yang is the most powerful person." Xixi hugged Yang Xiaoye's arm and smiled with her little face raised.

"That's right." Yang Xiaoye scratched Xixi's little nose.

At this moment, Fengyuan roared angrily and stepped hard on Miyamoto with the sole of his foot. If he stepped on it, Miyamoto's head would probably explode!

Seeing this scene, everyone around them widened their eyes, feeling that the winner would be decided in the next second.

As for everyone in the Kendo Hall, their hearts were in their throats, worried about Miyamoto.

The old man frowned, his old face became gloomy at this moment, and a trace of black energy flashed in his eyes. Along with it, a trace of black energy also flashed in Miyamoto's eyes.

Then he roared angrily, "Get out of here!"

At this moment, Miyamoto didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly raised his legs and kicked Feng Yuan's body.

Bang!

The kick was solid, and Fengyuan flew backwards and fell not far away. Then, Miyamoto slowly stood up from the ground.

At this moment, something was wrong with him. His eyes were dull, as if he was being controlled, but there was a cruel smile on his face.

"This guy..." Yang Xiaoye frowned slightly, sensing a hint of cold aura from Gongben, something was very wrong!

Moreover, Miyamoto's sudden burst of power just now is also very unreasonable. Logically speaking, Miyamoto fell so hard that it would be impossible to condense such a powerful force in a short while!

This is very strange!

"Could it be that the Dark Emperor is up to something?" Yang Xiaoye thought to himself, feeling that this was very possible!

At this time, Fengyuan also got up from the ground, and he also noticed something was wrong, but at this time, Miyamoto roared, rushed over, and struck his head with a sharp samurai sword.

He didn't have time to think deeply and quickly rolled to avoid Miyamoto's attack.

But Miyamoto's samurai sword struck again.

Fengyuan kept dodging, looking for opportunities to fight back.

But he desperately found that the speed of Miyamoto's sword suddenly became much faster, as if he had changed. He could only barely avoid Miyamoto's attack. Want to fight back?

It’s simply wishful thinking!

And the people around him also discovered this.

"Strange, have you noticed that Miyamoto's speed and strength have improved a lot, and he is completely different from before."

"Miyamoto may have been hiding his strength just now."

"It is indeed possible..."

"..."

Everyone around felt that Miyamoto must have hidden his strength!

But Yang Xiaoye didn't think so. He felt that Miyamoto's current state was very wrong, as if someone was controlling Miyamoto's body!

Yang Xiaoye glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on the old man. He felt that there was also a trace of cold aura on the old man's body.

It is exactly the same as the cold aura of Miyamoto!

Could it be that this old man is up to something?

Yang Xiaoye touched his chin and felt that he should take action because the current battle was no longer fair to Fengyuan.

puff!

At this moment, Fengyuan had no time to dodge, and Miyamoto slashed his back with a sword. Suddenly his clothes tore open, his skin tore open, leaving a bloody wound, and blood immediately flowed out.

Fengyuan was in pain, gritted his teeth, and resisted the urge to scream. Because of his extreme endurance, the blood vessels on his neck were shockingly protruding, like horned dragons, ferocious and protruding.

"Death!" Miyamoto roared angrily and swung his sword towards Fengyuan's neck.

Fengyuan's back was turned to Miyamoto at the moment. He turned around and saw from the corner of his eye that Miyamoto's sword had been swung over. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late and he could only watch Miyamoto's sword swung over.

He knew that the next moment, his head would be chopped off.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

I'm sorry, Master, I can't avenge you...

"Big brother!"

"Master!" The junior disciples in the Taekwondo Hall also exclaimed at this time and rushed towards Fengyuan, but it was obviously too late.

Many people around also closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the bloody scene of Fengyuan's head flying out.

Just when Miyamoto's sword was about to fall on Fengyuan's neck, a figure stood behind Fengyuan like a ghost, facing Miyamoto.

He stretched out two fingers and clamped Miyamoto's sword.

"What?" When the old man saw this scene, his wrinkled face trembled with surprise.

Miyamoto's face also showed a look of surprise.

"Whoosh whoosh!!!"

The surrounding crowd also burst into shocked uproar because of this scene.

They all felt that the scene in front of them was so dreamy, like they were in a dream.

No matter how you look at it, this scene is impossible for a man to hold the sword that Miyamoto had chopped down with two fingers!

But at this moment, it was really happening before their eyes.

Fengyuan's junior brothers also stopped and looked at Yang Xiaoye with wide eyes.

This was the most shocking picture they had seen so far.

Fengyuan waited for a while, but before his neck was cut off, he was a little confused. Seeing the surprised expressions of the junior brothers in front of him, and hearing the uproar coming from around him, he became even more confused.

So he slowly turned his head and saw a scene that he would never forget.

A man held the sharp sword blade between two fingers, then turned his head, smiled at him and said, "Hello, my name is Yang Xiaoye."

"Hello...Hello..." Fengyuan replied subconsciously.

His mind was a little blank at the moment and he didn't know how to respond.

"Damn it!" Miyamoto gritted his teeth and tried to pull his sword back, but he desperately found that he couldn't pull it back at all. Those two fingers, like a pair of iron pliers, clamped his sword tightly and he couldn't pull it back at all.

Not coming out.

Click!

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoye twisted two fingers and the sword blade broke. Miyamoto also lost his balance and sat down on the ground.

"You guy!" Miyamoto roared angrily and was about to stand up and deal with Yang Xiaoye.

But with a slight throw of the sword blade in Yang Xiaoye's hand, it was accurately inserted between Miyamoto's legs, just one millimeter missing, and Miyamoto would be defeated.

At this time, Miyamoto did not dare to move, and his back and forehead were covered with cold sweat.

His eyes were fixed on Yang Xiaoye.

Yang Xiaoye didn't even look at him, as if he didn't deserve to be in Yang Xiaoye's eyes.

At this moment, he felt extremely ashamed!

He clenched his hands, suppressed the fear in his heart, and was about to stand up and fight Yang Xiaoye, but a hand fell on his shoulder and held him down.

He looked up and saw that it was his master!

He saw his master gently shaking his head at him, signaling him not to act rashly.

Then, the old man looked at Yang Xiaoye and said solemnly: "Who are you? Why do you want to interfere in this competition?"

"I'm just a passing messenger of love. I couldn't stand the despicable means you used to deal with this brother, so I took action." Yang Xiaoye glanced at the old man and said with a smile.

"Despicable means?" Everyone around him looked puzzled.

"Your Excellency, you have to speak with evidence. You said we used despicable means. Could it be that my disciple is more powerful and that means he is despicable?" the old man said with a smile.

"He was thrown to the ground by Fengyuan just now. He vomited blood. He was so seriously injured, but he could burst out with such strong power in an instant and kicked Fengyuan away. Do you think this is reasonable?" Yang Xiaoye asked lightly.

.

Hearing this, everyone around them also thought of the scene just now. It seemed... it was indeed unreasonable!

Because he fell so hard and vomited blood, he must have been confused at the time, but Miyamoto seemed to be uninjured. He reacted instantly and kicked Fengyuan away, which was a bit strange.

Everyone in the Taekwondo Hall heard Yang Xiaoye's words. After thinking for a moment, their faces darkened, and they pointed at Miyamoto and said angrily: "Are you taking drugs?"

Taking drugs?

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. If this was true, Miyamoto's reputation would be ruined!

Even the reputation of the kendo martial arts school must be ruined!

"Take drugs?" Miyamoto sneered, "To deal with a mere Fengyuan, I need to take drugs? You think too highly of Fengyuan, don't you?"

Everyone in the Taekwondo gym glared at Miyamoto.

At this time, the old man also spoke: "My disciple is very strong. Even if he is thrown, he will be fine. He still keeps his mind clear. This is very reasonable."

After hearing the old man's explanation, the people around him thought for a moment and thought it made sense.

"In this case, do you dare to let me check it?" Yang Xiaoye said with a smile.

"Who do you think you are, qualified to be inspected?" The old man's face suddenly darkened, "If you suddenly take action and disrupt the competition, I can call the law enforcement officers over now and arrest you and put you in jail."

"Threatening me? Are you worthy?" Yang Xiaoye smiled. The old man was probably panicking!

Then Yang Xiaoye took steps and walked towards the old man and Miyamoto.

"Brother!" Fengyuan suddenly said.

Yang Xiaoye glanced at Fengyuan and said with a smile: "Leave it to me next."

Fengyuan was startled, why was this guy... helping him so much?

"Xixi, stand next to brother Fengyuan." Yang Xiaoye said to Xixi again.

"Okay, Brother Yang." Xixi nodded and quickly stood next to Fengyuan.

Afterwards, Yang Xiaoye continued to walk towards the old man and Miyamoto.

"Go kill him." The old man glanced at Miyamoto. The black energy in his eyes became thicker, and the black energy in Miyamoto's eyes also became thicker.

"Yes, Master." Miyamoto nodded and looked at Yang Xiaoye, the smile on his face became even crueler.

call out!

The palace itself moved, and its speed was actually faster than before. Like a bolt of lightning, it came to Yang Xiaoye in an instant.

His sword aimed at Yang Xiaoye's head and struck it down.

Yang Xiaoye smiled faintly and had no reaction.

Seeing this scene, Fengyuan's expression changed. Can't he react?

If I were in Yang Xiaoye's position, I probably wouldn't be able to react!

At this moment, he felt very guilty in his heart. If an innocent person lost his life because of himself, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life!

Xixi was also startled and quickly covered her eyes, but she couldn't help but reveal a gap.

The surrounding crowd was also in an uproar, but there was no reaction at all. They were probably going to burp in the next second.

And the old man also showed a smile, trying to show his strength, right? I will send you to meet the God of Death!

puff!

Miyamoto's sword fell and hit Yang Xiaoye's body directly.

The people around were shocked, but then, their faces were full of questions, because Yang Xiaoye's body actually... dispersed like smoke.

"What is going on?" They were all confused.

"Isn't this the real Yang Xiaoye?"

"Then where is Yang Xiaoye really?"

They looked left and right, then their pupils shrank, and they saw Yang Xiaoye standing next to the old man.

Yang Xiaoye hugged the old man's neck with a smile on his face, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

But the old man's body stiffened, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Fear welled up in his eyes at this moment!

"Don't be nervous, I won't kill you for the time being." Yang Xiaoye said with a smile.

"I still have to find the Dark Emperor through you."

When the old man heard this, he was relieved, but also a little confused, who is the Dark Emperor?

"Huh? Where is the person?" Miyamoto was also stunned at this time.

He noticed that everyone around him was looking behind him, so he quickly turned around and saw Yang Xiaoye standing next to his master.

"You guy!" Miyamoto gritted his teeth.

"Let's deal with you first." Yang Xiaoye said with a smile, and appeared behind the palace in a flash. There was also Yang Xiaoye beside the old man.

This is an afterimage!

At this moment, this afterimage is slowly dissipating!

"It's so fast!" The old man couldn't help but swallowed.

Miyamoto sensed a hint of danger coming from behind him, and his body couldn't help but tighten. He turned around suddenly and swept away with his sword.

Yang Xiaoye stretched out his finger, flicked it, and with a bang, Miyamoto's sword shattered.

Miyamoto was stunned.

Flicking your own sword to pieces with one finger is even more shocking than pinching your own sword with two fingers!

This guy's strength is so terrifying!!!

But Yang Xiaoye did not continue to take action and glanced at Fengyuan, "Do you want me to kill them?"

After a moment of silence, Fengyuan said, "I want to take revenge myself."

"Then you may have to practice for a while longer." Yang Xiaoye said.

Fengyuan took a few steps forward, plopped down, and knelt in front of Yang Xiaoye, "Please teach me."

Yang Xiaoye helped Fengyuan up and said with a smile: "I can teach you. In seven days, I will give you the power to kill them."