New Ultra: Started from picking up a cane alien

My name is Feng Yuan, also known as Leo.

He should have been a prince with aristocratic temperament.

Because of some things he doesn't want to recall and because of an evil cane alien, he has turned from a noble into a rough man.

But I feel good now because no one can catch up with me.

Of course, it would be better if there was no jeep behind you.

"Feng Yuan, don't run so fast! Wait for us!"

Behind him, his teammates reached out to him like zombies.

Feng Yuan increased his speed a little bit.

When several people encounter a jeep monster at the same time, you don't need to run too fast, you just need to run faster than the others.

As a superhuman, Feng Yuan’s speed is impeccable, especially since he is very familiar with the jeep bumper.

This group training now is much easier than my individual training. I actually still have the mind to think about random things at this time. It is really hard to imagine what kind of devilish training I went through before.

Feng Yuan was running in front of him, thinking about something.

Moroboshi Tuan was whipping his cane in the jeep.

This is a habit developed in another world. Jeep Little Yellow is the one who deserves a beating, while Tsubasa Moroboshi is the one who likes to be beaten.

The two guys complement each other perfectly, which is why it is said to be the bond between the Cane Alien and the Jeep Monster.

Today's jeeps can't talk, which makes Moroboshi Tuan feel uncomfortable. Although Xiao Huang is very noisy, Xiao Huang is really... well, flirty.

He likes to listen.

And without Xiao Huang under me, the training would be too tiring.

What kind of jeep is this if it can’t talk, control its own speed, or yell “Here comes the Jeep Monster”?

I might as well try next time and see if I can bring Xiao Huang back.

What? Long Qisheng won't agree?

Who is Long Qisheng? I, Zhu Xingtuan, am Xiao Huang’s destined master.

While the two protagonists were daydreaming, the members of Team Mike felt that they were really about to be finished.

This day next year will be their memorial day.

Captain, please burn a jeep for us, and we will turn into ghosts to kill you.

Fengyuan, please prepare two crutches for yourself, we will turn into ghosts and break your legs.

No wonder the players think so.

It's really because Zhu Xingtuan and Feng Yuan have too much mentality.

Zhu Xingtuan drove the car sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes chasing after their butts and sometimes nodding his head.

Feng Yuan always kept a distance of three meters from them, looking back from time to time with a relieved look.

When the teammates behind him who were sweating profusely saw this, they all wanted to beat this bastard to death.

The training lasts about ten minutes.

For the members of Team Mike, these ten minutes were like a walk through hell.

Plop… plop… plop…

They could hardly stand at this moment.

Feng Yuan was standing and drinking water, feeling extremely happy. Today, finally someone had experienced the same intensity as him. It was great.

Zhu Xingtuan took out a sci-fi space-time walkie-talkie and sent the photos he had just taken during training to Long Qisheng who was asking for help.

Save the Earth?

What does it have to do with him, a weak, pitiful and helpless cripple?

You, as my "son", can't beat three robot monsters, so you might as well jump off the building. (Long Qisheng: Who was crushed by King Gu Qiao?)

After training the team members for so long, Zhu Xingtuan was tired and went to the bathroom first.

Because it was hot, Moroboshi Tuan put the space-time intercom under his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Feng Yuan stared at the captain going to the toilet... Oh, he should be going to see his son.

Then he turned his eyes, wanting to see what the captain held in his hand every day.

He seriously suspected that it was a communication device from the Kingdom of Light, something the captain used to communicate with his son.

One step and three looks back, two steps and left and right, three steps are the devil's steps, friction, friction...

Feng Yuan transformed into Michael Leo Feng Yuan, twisting his hips, and inadvertently sat in the captain's original position, then accidentally lifted the captain's clothes, and found...

Hey? How did the communicator grow legs and run into my hand?

There is really nothing I can do against you.

It seems like you really want me to see what your content is.

Feng Yuan took off...took off his coat and smiled.

As a former prince, Feng Yuan is very familiar with the mechanical devices of the advanced civilizations in the universe. Even though thousands of years have passed, thousands of years are not too long for the universe.

Many things haven't been updated yet.

After a brief understanding, Feng Yuan was already proficient in using the walkie-talkie.

There's no way. This thing is like a mobile phone for the elderly. There are prompts for each button and it's very easy to learn how to use it.

Soon, Feng Yuan saw three intercom frequencies.

The numbers are 8848, 9999, and 9527. (I can't think of anything interesting about the second number, so I'll just take it as a perfect score.)

Channel 8848.

"Senior Morohoshi, I still can't control the energy output to the level of micro-manipulation you mentioned. I also want to continue to give myself special training, but I'm sorry, I have to take a leave. You know my current situation. Carmilla is too clingy. I feel that the super explosion-proof butt-revealing Smailo underwear designed for me by Zhang Ren is about to break."

Zhu Xingtuan: "Take off your damn underwear quickly. Your most important thing now is to get along well with Carmilla and get rid of this uncontrollable factor at home as soon as possible..."

Feng Yuan narrowed his eyes.

The captain is not only communicating with his son, but also with other Ultra Warriors.

Moreover, this Ultra Warrior actually said that he wanted the captain’s special training.

What a monster!

Channel 9999.

"Senior, I have an idea for an evolution of the Light Chainsaw Sword. Can you take a look at it?"

"Senior, Fujimiya can catch a blade with his bare hands, but he didn't expect that I have developed a simple lantern sword. Although it looks very crude, it seems to be very effective."

Zhu Xingdan: "Don't learn the evil ways of that brat. You have top-notch intelligence. If your body wasn't blue, I would have doubted whether you were a member of the Blue Tribe. Remember, your fighting style should be intelligent, not using strength and evil ways to solve everything."

A wisdom that all captains recognize.

It seems that the opponent is the legendary intelligent warrior without great power.

Open channel 9527.

"Oh~ dear Captain Mike, Comrade Moroboshi, I have encountered three machine monsters and need your help."

Tsuyuu Moroboshi: A terrifying picture of all members of Mike's team.jpg.

"The Cane Alien is slaughtering Team Mike!"

Feng Yuan widened his eyes.

There is actually someone in this world who dares to speak to the captain like this.

Scroll up the chat history.

Feng Yuan discovered that this person was simply his mentor.

He felt deeply connected to the names such as "crutch alien" and "double-crutch tyrant", and the idea of ​​"kicking the lame man's good leg" was still fresh in his memory.

Moreover, the usually serious captain's responses when chatting with this person were also quite unstable.

"Ultra Mask, your doom has come!"

"Long Qisheng you Babar!"