Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

It had been a while since he had checked Dagu's swordsmanship. On a beautiful day, Zhao Ming and Dagu came to a place with picturesque scenery. Here, green trees shaded the landscape, birds sang, and flowers bloomed. A clear stream gurgled through the mountains, like a beautiful painting.

Within the special field created by the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the two men stood facing each other, their gazes meeting, each revealing a resolute resolve. Zhao Ming launched the first attack, the condensed, multicolored longsword in his hand flashing with dazzling light as he thrust towards Dagu.

Dagu was not in a hurry. He condensed a long sword that was shining with colorful light and easily blocked the attack.

Dagu then launched a counterattack, his swordsmanship as swift and fierce as a torrential rain. Not to be outdone, Zhao Ming unleashed the "Nine Swords of Dugu" he had seen before, engaging Dagu in a fierce swordsmanship contest.

"Watch out, the final move!" With Zhao Ming's soft sigh, a powerful aura gushed out of him like a surging torrent. This aura tightly wrapped around the long sword in his hand, making it seem to have life, and it flew nimbly through the air.

The long sword darted through the air, its blade flashing with dazzling light, as if transformed into streaks of lightning, piercing the dark night sky. Every flash carried a sharp sword aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Faced with such a ferocious attack, Dagu was horrified. He hastily swung his weapon, trying to block Zhao Ming's torrential attack. However, Zhao Ming's sword moves were too swift and varied, and Dagu's defense seemed somewhat stretched.

At this moment, Zhao Ming suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared behind Dagu silently.

Before Dagu could react, Zhao Ming had already swung his sword. A flash of cold light streaked across Dagu's back like a meteor, leaving a deep, bone-deep wound on his back in the blink of an eye.

Dagu let out a shrill scream, the excruciating pain nearly making him lose his mind. He endured the pain and turned around, wanting to strike back at Zhao Ming. However, Zhao Ming didn't give him the chance.

Zhao Ming unleashed his final move once more, this time with even greater ferocity and dominance than before. The longsword whistled through the air, piercing through the air with a sharp, air-piercing sound, like a roaring dragon, darting straight for Dagu's throat with bared fangs and claws.

Dagu widened his eyes in horror and tried desperately to dodge the fatal blow by turning sideways, but it was too late.

There was a dull "puff" sound as the long sword mercilessly pierced his throat. Dagu's body fell straight back and landed heavily on the ground.

"Hey, you better pay attention! This is training. Although the strange space inside the Dragon-Slaying Sword won't kill you, it will also make you feel excruciating pain." Zhao Ming glared at Dagu, who was lying on the ground in a somewhat disheveled state, and scolded!

"Oh my god, you bastard really have a heart of stone! How could you be so cruel." Dagu said in pain, as if his body was being gnawed by millions of ants.

"If jade is not polished, it will become a useful object. I am doing this for your own good! In order to make your swordsmanship advance by leaps and bounds, I have put in a lot of effort and used some unique training methods. Just be content!" Zhao Ming said righteously.

"Haha, I'm so grateful to you!" Dagu was so angry that his teeth were itching. He stood up and shouted, "What's the big deal? Come again!"

"Okay, that's what you said!" The second round had just begun when Zhao Ming shouted, "Sword-breaking Style!" Before he finished speaking, his figure rushed out like lightning.

His figure holding the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a dazzling stream of light, and stabbed straight towards Dagu at an astonishing and dazzling speed.

Each of Zhao Ming's attacks was so precise and accurate, hitting Dagu's weak spots like a torrential rain. This made Dagu a little flustered and unable to defend himself.

The "Sword Breaking Style" Zhao Ming unleashed was a masterful technique that relied on swift counter-attacks, capable of shattering all sword techniques. In an instant, the sword's light flickered endlessly, like a glittering starry sky; the sword energy crisscrossed like a whistling gale.

The two figures shuttled rapidly in the mountains and forests, sometimes leaping onto the treetops, sometimes swooping down, like two lightning bolts streaking across the sky.

Their swordsmanship has reached perfection. Each move and each style may seem simple and ordinary, but they contain tremendous power that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

However, at this moment, under Zhao Ming's lightning-fast and fierce attack, Dagu could only defend himself, unable to fight back. Gradually, Dagu was repeatedly beaten back by Zhao Ming's attacks, his steps stumbling.

As time went by, Zhao Ming's swordsmanship became more and more swift and fierce, and Dagu suffered more and more wounds. Finally, Dagu was exhausted and could no longer withstand Zhao Ming's overwhelming attack, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming slowly sheathed his sword and stood firmly. A brilliant smile, typical of a victor, gradually appeared on his slightly tired face, still brimming with confidence and pride.

"Are you still coming, young man?" Zhao Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his eyebrows, looked at Dagu who was lying on the ground in the distance and gasping for breath like a deflated ball, and chuckled. Although this strange space would not kill people, the pain was doubling like a tide.

"Damn it, what kind of weird moves are these? After fighting for a long time, I can't even touch a hair of yours. I'm not playing anymore, you're such a scumbag!" Dagu was furious, like an irritated child, feeling indignant in his heart, what kind of ghostly swordsmanship was this.

Every time I couldn't strike, I felt like I was already locked in by his hawk-like gaze! This forced me to passively defend myself like a tortoise, struggling under his attacks. The more I fought, the more I got stabbed.

"Okay! Today's swordsmanship lesson ends here. I hope you can improve next time." Zhao Ming had a smile as warm as the spring breeze on his face, and the two of them slowly withdrew from this strange space!

After a fierce battle, both were somewhat exhausted, but their fighting spirit remained high. Finally, Zhao Ming and Da Gu both stopped fighting and smiled at each other. This sword fight not only allowed them to understand each other's strengths, but also further improved their swordsmanship.

They sheathed their swords and sat by the stream, admiring the surrounding beauty and feeling the tranquility and beauty of nature. This exchange would become an unforgettable memory for them and would inspire them to strive for greater heights in the future.

As night fell, Zhao Ming and Maya, after enjoying a hearty meal and a few drinks, heard the evening news on TV broadcasting some horror stories: "In recent days, rumors about Obik have been circulating frequently around Hikino Street, shrouding the area like a ghost. Over the past few days, many witnesses have screamed in terror, claiming to have witnessed this legendary monster..."

"Honey, who exactly is this Obik?" Maya asked mischievously, sticking close to Zhao Ming like a sloth.

"Obik..." Zhao Ming slowly raised his head, a glint of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he were glimpsing the distant past through the void before his eyes. He pursed his lips slightly and began to tell the person beside him the story of the empty-nest elderly man who lived in a dark corner of Yanye Street and refused to leave.

When Zhao Ming first saw this episode as a child, he didn't feel much, and even complained that the Ultraman Tiga fight scenes weren't exciting enough. You have to remember that some TV stations at the time only broadcast one episode a day, and there was no replay.

The young boy was full of anticipation, waiting for the broadcast of the series as if he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, but what he finally waited for was such an ending, and his heart was naturally filled with loss and frustration.

However, as time passed and Zhao Ming grew older, his feelings about the special effects drama changed dramatically when he revisited it. The plot, which he once considered mundane, now brought tears to his eyes.

Especially the monster Obik who could never find his familiar hometown, deeply touched the softest part of his heart and earned him several precious tears.

Today, Zhao Ming completely understood Obike's feelings. They were both in the same boat: no matter how hard they tried, they could never go back to those good old days.

So, they can only search for that lost happiness and warmth in the special effects dramas they once watched. Just like Zhuangzi dreaming of the butterfly, it is both real and illusory. Perhaps these images in their memories have already become the last comfort and obsession in their hearts.

At this moment, Zhao Ming couldn't help but sigh: aren't we all a kind of "Obik"? As we continue to move forward in the torrent of life, we can't help but look back frequently, longing to capture those fleeting moments of the past.

"What's wrong with you, Zhao Ming?" Maya, who was sleeping next to him, was like a sensitive cat. She instantly noticed the change in his mood and asked with concern.

"Ah, it's okay! I was just thinking about how to help these old monsters who don't want to lose their homes." Zhao Ming shook his head, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, and said softly.

He used to be like a fledgling, wanting to hold on to beautiful things but being powerless; now, he is like a fully-fledged eagle, eager to use his powerful abilities to protect those who do not want to lose their homes.

"This is the Zhao Ming I know!" Maya said with joy on her face, and before she finished speaking, she quickly gave him a light kiss on his handsome face.

You know, Zhao Ming will never show mercy when facing extremely vicious and brutal monsters. Every attack is with thundering force, leaving no chance for these evil guys to breathe.

However, he always has good intentions towards those creatures that do not cause substantial harm to humans.

As he often said, "Heaven will always leave a glimmer of hope for all living things. Those who kill without distinguishing between good and evil will eventually suffer the consequences."

At this moment, Zhao Ming smiled slyly, then quietly leaned close to Maya's ear and whispered, "Hey, dear, I suddenly have a wonderful idea." Maya listened curiously, with anticipation in her eyes.

It turned out that Zhao Ming planned to personally see those mysterious creatures who were squeezed out in the rapid development of human society but never had any malice towards humans.

Next, he planned to go to Director Sawai to make a detailed report and communicate, hoping to draw more attention from the top management to those monsters hiding among the people and without any malicious intent. Leave a piece of pure land for them!

After all, these monsters aren't like the Lightning Men, whose inherent characteristics make it difficult for them to coexist harmoniously with the ever-evolving human race. With appropriate understanding and tolerance, I believe they can certainly build a peaceful and coexistent world with humans.

"You're awesome! This is a great idea!" Maya was surprised and gave Zhao Ming a thumbs up, her eyes full of admiration and appreciation.

Upon hearing this, a sly smirk immediately appeared on Zhao Ming's face. He raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Hehe, since I'm so awesome, dear Miss Maya, shouldn't you give me some special rewards tonight?" As he spoke, he deliberately blinked, revealing an expectant look.

"Go away! You're acting so unruly again!" Maya said coquettishly, blushed and spat, then kicked Zhao Ming lightly.

However, this seemingly angry behavior is more like a little flirting gesture between lovers, full of sweetness.

"Oh my, it's already late at night and everyone is asleep. How can what we're doing be considered indecent?" Zhao Ming grinned evilly as he looked up and down Maya's graceful body with his eyes flashing with a fiery light in his eyes.

At this moment, he no longer cared about disguising his true thoughts. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and slapped Maya's plump and charming buttocks hard.

At the same time, his other hand quickly pinched her delicate chin and pressed his lips against hers without hesitation.

Maya obviously did not expect Zhao Ming to make such a sudden and violent move. She was stunned at first, but quickly came to her senses.

Her eyes gradually became blurred, and her arms involuntarily wrapped around Zhao Ming's broad back, responding to Zhao Ming's passionate kiss.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room seemed to ignite, the temperature rising sharply. The two hugged each other tightly, their breathing and heartbeats intertwined into a moving melody.

Zhao Ming's restless hands began to tap gently, as if playing a beautiful melody, slowly moving upwards from Maya's waist...

At that moment, Zhao Ming waved his arm, a strange light flashed, and the two of them disappeared instantly. The next moment, they were already in the room, and the soft and comfortable bed became the perfect stage for this passionate scene.

In this quiet night, they released their innermost emotions and spent another intoxicating and unforgettable wonderful night together.