Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

The devil glanced at Ding Yi, his eyes saying, "See, Dad has already taken care of it for you. The rest is up to you. You can't lose the bracelet."

Ultraman really made a complete Ultra bracelet and added a general for no reason. King Mo had no place to cry.

Ding Yi nodded vigorously, indicating that he understood. "Don't worry, Dad. I promise to beat them until they cry for their parents."

Here, Ding Yi and his daughter exchanged glances.

On the other side, Ultraman also expressed his opinion with his eyes.

Although they knew there were problems, the bracelet that could be used as an all-purpose weapon still attracted them deeply.

No one wants to give up easily.

Overt conspiracy, this move was made by King Mo.

The bracelet rotated flexibly on King Mo's finger, which made a group of Ultramen tremble with fear for fear that it would be broken.

It doesn't make sense at first glance. How could a bracelet that is 80% comparable to the Ultraman bracelet be so easily broken?

They are seeing enemies everywhere.

After thinking it through, he shifted his attention to a group of little fat kids.

Noticing that the adults were looking at them, the little fat Ultramen sat up straight, sucked their stomachs in, and looked determined, trying to make themselves look more reliable.

"In the competition later, only victory is allowed, not defeat."

There is only one opponent, and they have to fight in a round-robin battle to get the bracelet.

History is written by the victors, and when they win, those who come after them will only say that they were brave and resourceful.

In order to prevent King Mo from cheating, the Ultraman side discussed it and reluctantly took out a spear captured on the battlefield.

Gomora's body is a weapon.

But they didn't believe that King Mo was not attracted by this spear. This spear could ignore space and distance and was a weapon that could attack and defend at the same time. Although it was damaged, it was still a rare magic weapon.

Matching bracelet, just right.

Maybe we can create an Ultraman who is not weaker than Jack.

Both parties had their own ulterior motives, but they hit it off immediately.

Before the competition, he pulled his younger generation aside with only one purpose.

"Win, by any means necessary, you must win."

Both sides want to win, they want weapons, and they also want the opportunity to defeat the other side.

Whatever happens if the previous generation is evenly matched, the next generation will still be beaten to a pulp.

Ding Yi pinched his chubby fingers, and things were getting more and more interesting.

She just doesn't understand this world well enough. If she had known she could play this way, why would she have teased those little fat kids?

What if there comes another so-called relationship that needs to be cultivated from childhood? She has had so much trouble suppressing her bad peach blossom luck with the threat of her fists, and it would be bad if another one comes along.

However, it must be said that Gomora and Ultraman are enemies, and there is reproductive isolation, so cross-species situations should not occur.

What if?

Ding Yi seriously examined himself and left no room for misunderstanding.

Besides, the group of fat guys on the opposite side are so angry that their eyes are almost bursting with fire.

The adults discussed the specific reasons, and both sides felt that they had gained the upper hand.

The Ultraman side felt that there were only two children on the opposite side, while there were seven of them, so they were not afraid of either a group fight or a one-on-one fight.

Gomora, who was well aware of Ding Yi's fighting ability, was also not in a hurry.

Why are they in such a hurry?

Young Master Gomora may not look impressive in normal times, but his martial arts skills are impeccable.

In this world, it is good enough to give birth to a freak like the young master, and I want another one.

Playing???!!!!

King Mo was even less anxious. He thought that the child might be a little stupid, but he could protect himself.

In the face of absolute military power, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers that will burst with a single poke.

Your own child knows it clearly.

In a few years, it will no longer be his turn to be the number one warrior in Gomora.

How to do?

Quite happy.

At that time, the children were not yet adults and there was still room for improvement.

Are you happy just thinking about it?

"In this case, I will announce the competition process."

King Mo stood up, and even though he was reduced in size, he still looked more muscular than anyone else around him.

Just from the body shape, it can give people a strong sense of oppression.

The sound was like a loud bell, rolling outward.

"Each side will send one person to the field. The winner will stay and compete with the next person. The loser will leave the field until no one on one side comes out."

"Each contestant has only one chance to play."

"One side wins and gets all the prizes, and the other side cannot stop it."

"Remember, this competition is based on the premise of not harming the opponent's life. Stop when you are done."

“Everyone, no objections, right?” King Mo’s dignified face looked even more powerful, his white eyes, like two whirlpools of skulls, staring straight into people’s hearts.

"We have no objection!" The Ultraman side responded with gritted teeth.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

They suddenly remembered that the Gomora tribe had a small population, but their individual combat capabilities were strong. If they really wanted to deal with them, they had never had a record of one-on-one combat.

Now, they hoped that the Gomora cubs on the opposite side were still young and the two were definitely no more than five years old.

Looking at our own side, the youngest is five years old.

Adult Gomora is strong, but I've never heard that young Gomora is also strong.

Otherwise, why have young Gomora never been seen in the wild for many years?

"Yes, that must be the case." The irritable Seven encouraged himself and looked at King Mo with red eyes.

"King Mo is strong, I admit that. But I don't believe that they can break out of the encirclement with seven against two."

Comparing the combat strength of both sides, Dekai made a calm analysis.

King Mo is strong enough, but the seven Ultramen are enough to stop him.

They just don’t believe that the same powerful man, Gomora, can appear for three consecutive generations.

If that is the case, Ultraman is doomed.

But the fact is, this world is particularly friendly to Ultraman.

As we all know, the stronger one is, the less likely he is to leave offspring.

But in the Ultraman family, almost every Ultraman can leave behind his own offspring.

Over the years, the team has grown larger and larger.

On the other hand, Gomora only had such a small number of people from beginning to end.

Strong confidence gave Ultraman strong belief.

Strong beliefs also give them powerful power to dominate.

"King Mo is right, so stop there."

There was murderous intent between the two sides.

But in this situation, it's really hard to fall out.

The enemies from outer space have just retreated, and it is hard to say whether they have traitors among them and whether they will launch a surprise attack.

At that time, how can we resist the enemy that we have to gather all the strength of the world to repel?

Gomora and Ultraman will have a battle sooner or later, not now.

……

Ding Yi was the second person to come on the field from Gomora's side.

The first person to come on stage was Mo Fang, the grandson of Gomora council member Mo Yu.

She was once one of Ding Yi's bad peach blossom lovers.

The parents of both sides were originally happy to see this happen, as the two were of similar age and had grown up together as childhood sweethearts.

How good.

I don’t know whether it’s good or not, but Ding Yi definitely doesn’t know.

She just accepted food from Mo Fang in the first second, and then accepted flowers from another boy Mora in the next second, and then water from another boy Mora in the next second.

Mo Fang was shocked and puzzled, and cried for Ding Yi to give an explanation.

It wasn't the first time he gave Ding Yi food, so why should Ding Yi accept it from others?