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

"The winner is Mo Hua!"

"The winner is Mo Hua!"

"The winner is Mo Hua!"

After three consecutive defeats, Ultraman has suffered a heavy blow.

After the sixth little Ultraman was injured and carried away, Ding Yi lowered his head and gasped, looking like he was seriously injured and needed to rest.

Will Ultraman give her a chance to rest?

will not.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

They only have one player left, and with one draw and five losses, they can’t afford to lose any more.

But there is still a chance. As long as they can kick Ding Yi off the stage in the last round, victory will still belong to them.

They don't think it's despicable, it's the rules that were agreed upon in advance.

Even if the last Ultraman does not give his opponent a chance to rest and goes on the court immediately, it is still within the rules.

As long as you can win, why bother about the unpleasant voices from the outside world?

After catching his breath for less than half a minute, Ding Yi saw out of the corner of his eye that the last little Ultraman slowly walked onto the stage.

Its entire body is almost entirely silver in color. The only visible red part is the energy core on its chest. Its back has a pair of silver wings that are cold and powerful.

Although he is young, he looks chubby, which reduces his dignity.

"He's a strong enemy." As soon as he appeared, the opponent gave Ding Yi a sense of danger.

This feeling is even stronger than the previous few people combined.

Below the stage, King Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at the little Ultraman who came on stage, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

He grasped the armrest of the chair, veins popping out on the back of his hand. His eyes were sinister as he glanced at Ultraman who was smiling in the audience.

It is good that we can invite this Lord out.

Obviously, King Mo recognized who the person on the stage was. Although he rarely appeared, his legend has been circulating in the world.

The most powerful Ultraman in history is Ultraman Noa.

Ultraman Noa is an Ultraman from the Heisei series. Legend has it that he is a warrior transformed from the first ray of light in the universe. In addition, he is also the leader of the mysterious four Ultramen and can be said to be the strongest Ultraman.

The cubs he left behind should not be underestimated either.

"Haha!" When King Mo saw the fighting spirit flash across Ding Yi's eyes, he was suddenly no longer nervous.

Gomora can afford to lose.

The child has proved with her strength that she is no worse than any Ultraman. It’s the last game, and she has to lose.

What’s funny is that the Ultraman side is still complacent and exposes their cards in advance.

The leader of the four Olympics is still there.

He thought that they had long been swallowed up by the endless void.

This news is more important to Gomora than a temporary win or loss.

Looking at Ding Yi with heartache, a hint of worry appeared in King Mo's eyes.

I hope that my daughter, who is carefree and simple-minded, will not be devastated after this defeat.

There will be countless obstacles in Gomora's life, especially the Gomora of this era, who has enemies from outside spying on him and old enemies from within eyeing him covetously.

Without a strong heart, you can't go far.

"Winning or losing temporarily is not a win or a loss, Xiaohua. Dad hopes that you can protect yourself and more importantly, I hope you live well." Sighing in his heart, King Mo gradually relaxed.

As soon as he relaxed, he became another group of nervous people.

Belia, who was always paying attention to King Mo, suddenly felt a pang in his heart and then began to get nervous.

Oh shit, this is a trap.

What are you trying to cheat on?

Belia racked his brains but couldn't think of any other tricks King Mo had to win the competition.

On the stage, Ding Yi and Little Noah have already rushed towards each other, retreating as soon as they touch each other, and running away as soon as they touch each other. Their movements are smooth and flowing, which is quite entertaining.

The eyes of the two men were equally deep, spinning at high speed like a whirlpool.

When they stopped and looked at each other, invisible sparks flew.

Flowing on the stage.

If someone is unaware of death and climbs onto the martial arts stage without permission at this moment, he or she may be crushed to death by the flowing aura in the arena.

"So strong!" Ding Yi murmured, his eyes showing the caution of encountering a strong enemy and the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent.

"So strong!" These two words were on everyone's lips.

Is it that the new generation is so powerful, or are they getting old?

A feeling of happiness yet a bit of loneliness invaded his brows.

On the stage, Ding Yi moved his lips, and a soft, crisp sound unique to a young child rang in little Noah's ears.

"One move determines the outcome?"

"it is good."

Even though he has not yet grown into the level of Ultraman Noah, little Noah's natural kingly demeanor means that he will never bow his head easily.

Little Noah looked at Ding Yi's childish face. Possessing inherited memories, he saw his father's heroic figure deep in his memory. As the strongest man in this world, his father had never been defeated in his life.

Finally, in pursuit of the most powerful force, he disappeared into the depths of the universe.

Only little Noah was left alive, and he has just woken up.

One move determines the outcome.

The competition stage was shrouded in intense light, making it impossible to see the truth.

On the court, little Noah used his strongest move.

At the same time, Ding Yi activated the fragments of the rules of the avenue, sublimated them to the extreme, transformed them into the power of this world, and punched at little Noah.

Rumble.

The competition platform built by all the strong men present could not withstand the violent collision of the two forces after all, and it cracked bit by bit like a spider web.

"Bang~~~"

It took less than three minutes before the spider web reached its limit, and there was a loud bang and smoke and dust rose up.

When the competition reappeared, it was like a ruin. Two children lay in the corner. The low rise and fall of their chests proved that they were still alive. Dust danced around them.

"Little flower!"

"Little Noah!"

The referee jumped onto the ruined competition stage to perform his final duties.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The referee is not from either Gomora or Ultraman, and he is highly respected, powerful, and has a certain status. He will never favor any side, nor will he liven up the atmosphere and offend any side.

The mechanical countdown sound sounded like rolling rocks to Gomora and Ultraman.

The next second, it will be right in front of you.

"Five, four, three..."

"Referee, I'm still alive." A pair of fat hands covered in blood were raised high, and a weak voice came from a body whose face could not be seen clearly.

The referee is also reliable and can tell who is speaking by their voice and body shape.

He counted the seconds calmly, "...one."

Then the result was announced, "The winner is Mo Hua."

Holding Ding Yi's dirty right hand, the referee announced loudly without any personal emotion.

Hearing this, Ding Yi dropped his hands, smiled faintly, and fell into a coma.

Fortunately, I controlled the strength and the result, and won by a narrow margin.

King Mo was the first to rush onto the stage. With trembling hands, he picked up the weakly breathing Ding Yi. Turning around, he saw little Nuoya still lying in the ruins. He sighed in his heart, "Children without fathers are miserable."

After he stepped off the stage, Ultraman's side finally realized what was happening and arranged for someone to pick up little Noah and leave angrily.

"Damn it!"

I don't know who this sentence is directed at.

A few days later, Ding Yi slowly woke up.

When I woke up, I was in my cave.