I, Godzilla, the villain of Ultraman world

Chapter 245

If you can kill Miyamoto with one punch, then it doesn't matter if you get hit!
But Feng Yuan was not sure about this, so he gritted his teeth, retracted his fist, and his body sank suddenly, causing Miyamoto's sweeping sword to slash across the top of Feng Yuan's head, cutting off a strand of hair.

Feng Yuan directly attacked Miyamoto's foot!A punch to Miyamoto's crotch, if this punch hits, Miyamoto is 100% unprecedented!

A ruthless look flashed in Miyamoto's eyes, he stomped the sole of his foot, and jumped up, dodging Feng Yuan's fist.

But at this time, Feng Yuan 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 Fengyuan's Tianling cover with the sword in his hand.

But with a sudden force from Feng Yuan's palm, Miyamoto was thrown to the ground, with a bang, the ground cracked, and then with another puff, a mouthful of blood spit out from Miyamoto's mouth.

Obviously, Miyamoto was seriously injured by the fall.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaoye nodded slightly. It has to be said that this Fengyuan has a lot of combat experience, and he can turn a disadvantage into an advantage in the blink of an eye.

This point, most people can't do it at all!
If things go on like this, even if Miyamoto holds a weapon, he will not be Feng Yuan's opponent.

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

"Is it better than me?" Yang Xiaoye asked with a smile.

Xixi thought for a while, then shook her head, "Brother Yang is better than you."

Yang Xiaoye frowned, "Is it just a little stronger?"

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

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

At this moment, Feng Yuan let out an angry roar, and suddenly stepped on Miyamoto with the sole of his foot. If he stepped on this foot, Miyamoto's head would probably explode!

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people around them widened, and they felt that the winner would be decided in the next second.

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

The old man frowned, his old face turned gloomy at the moment, a trace of blackness flashed in his eyes, and along with that, a trace of blackness also flashed in Miyamoto's eyes.

Then he roared angrily, "Get out!"

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

boom!
The kick was solid, Feng Yuan flew upside down and fell not far away, then, Miyamoto stood up slowly from the ground.

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

"This guy..." Yang Xiaoye frowned slightly. From the palace itself, she sensed a gloomy and cold aura, which was very strange!

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

This is very strange!
"Could it be that the dark emperor is playing tricks?" Yang Xiaoye thought to himself, thinking that it is very possible!
At this moment, Feng Yuan also got up from the ground, and he also sensed that something was wrong, but at this moment, Miyamoto roared and charged over, the sharp samurai sword was aimed at his head and chopped off.

He didn't have time to think deeply, so he quickly rolled over to avoid Miyamoto's attack.

But Miyamoto's samurai sword struck again.

Feng Yuan kept dodging, looking for opportunities, and counterattacked.

But he found desperately that the speed of Miyamoto's sword had suddenly increased a lot, as if he had changed into a different person. He could barely dodge Miyamoto's attack and wanted to fight back?

Simply delusional!
And the people around have also discovered this.

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

"Miyamoto may have hidden his strength just now."

"It is indeed possible..."

"..."

Everyone around felt that Miyamoto should be hiding his strength!

But Yang Xiaoye didn't think so, he felt that Miyamoto's state at the moment was very wrong, as if someone was manipulating Miyamoto's body!
Yang Xiaoye glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on the old man. He sensed that there was also a trace of coldness in the old man.

It was exactly the same as the cold aura on the palace itself!
Is this old man playing tricks?
Yang Xiaoye rubbed her chin, and felt that she should make a move, because the current battle was already unfair to Feng Yuan.

puff!
At this moment, Feng Yuan had no time to dodge, and was cut across the back by Miyamoto's sword. Immediately, his clothes and skin were torn apart, leaving a bloody wound, and blood flowed out immediately.

Feng Yuan was in pain, gritted his teeth, resisted the urge to scream, because of extreme patience, the blood vessels on his neck protruded shockingly, like horned dragons, protruding ferociously.

"Death!" Miyamoto roared, and swung his sword towards Feng Yuan's neck.

Feng Yuan's back was facing Miyamoto at the moment, he turned his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Miyamoto's sword swinging towards him, he wanted to avoid it, but it was too late, he could only watch Miyamoto's sword swinging towards him.

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

He couldn't help a wry smile in his heart.

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

"Big Brother!"

"Master!" The juniors in the Taekwondo gym 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 Feng Yuan'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 caught Miyamoto's sword.

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

Miyamoto also had a look of surprise on his face.

"Woooooooo!!!"

The surrounding crowd burst into an uproar of shock because of this scene.

They all felt that the scene in front of them was too dreamy, as if they were dreaming.

A person clamped the sword that Miyamoto slammed down with two fingers. No matter how you look at it, this scene is impossible!

But at this moment, it really happened before their eyes.

Feng Yuan's juniors also stopped walking, stared at Yang Xiaoye with wide eyes.

This is the most shocking picture they have seen so far.

Feng Yuan waited for a while, but before his neck was cut off, he was a little puzzled, seeing the surprised expressions of the juniors in front of him, and hearing the uproar from the surroundings, he became even more puzzled.

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

A person clamped the sharp blade with two fingers, then turned his head, smiled at him and said, "Hello, my name is Yang Xiaoye."

"You... hello..." Feng Yuan 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 wanted to draw his sword back, but he found in despair that he couldn't draw it at all. Those two fingers, like a pair of iron clamps, held his sword firmly, and he couldn't draw it at all. not come out.

Click!

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoye twisted two fingers, and the blade of the sword broke off. Miyamoto also couldn't stand still, and sat down on the ground.

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

But with a light throw of the sword blade in Yang Xiaoye's hand, it was accurately inserted between Miyamoto's legs, only a millimeter away, and Miyamoto would never be seen again.

At this time, Miyamoto didn't dare to move, 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 an extremely strong shame!

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

He looked up, it was his master!

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

Then, the old man looked at Yang Xiaoye and said in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency? Why do you want to intervene in this martial arts competition?"

"I'm just a passing messenger of love. I can't see you using despicable methods 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 showed doubts.

"Your Excellency, you need to talk about evidence. You said that we used despicable methods. Could it be that my disciple is stronger and that's despicable?" the old man said with a smile.

"He was thrown to the ground by Feng Yuan just now, and he vomited blood. He suffered such a serious injury, but he could burst out with such a strong force in an instant and kick Feng Yuan away. Do you think this is reasonable?" Yang Xiaoye asked lightly. .

Hearing this, the people around also remembered the scene just now, it seemed...it was really unreasonable!
Because the fall was so heavy and he vomited blood, he must have been confused at the time, but Miyamoto seemed to be uninjured, reacted instantly, and kicked Feng Yuan away, which was a bit strange.

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

Doing drugs?

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. If this is the case, then Miyamoto's reputation will be ruined!
Even with the reputation of the Kendo martial arts school, it must be stinky!
"Drugs?" Miyamoto sneered, "To deal with a mere Fengyuan, do I need to take drugs? You all think 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 strong, and he is fine if he was thrown. He still keeps his head clear, which is very reasonable."

Hearing the old man's explanation, the people around pondered for a moment, thinking it made sense.

"In that case, how dare you let me check it?" Yang Xiaoye said with a smile.

"What kind of thing are you, qualified for inspection?" The old man's face suddenly darkened, "You made a sudden move and disrupted the competition. I can call the law enforcement officers to come over right now and arrest you and put you in jail."

"Threat me? Are you worthy?" Yang Xiaoye smiled, the old man must have panicked!
Then Yang Xiaoye took a step towards the old man and Miyamoto.

"Brother!" Feng Yuan said suddenly.

Yang Xiaoye glanced at Feng Yuan, said with a smile: "Next, leave it to me."

Feng Yuan was stunned, this guy, why...helping himself so much?

"Xixi, stand beside Brother Fengyuan." Yang Xiaoye said to Xixi again.

"Okay, Brother Yang." Xixi nodded, and quickly stood beside Feng Yuan.

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

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

"Yes, Master." Miyamoto nodded, looking at Yang Xiaoye, with a crueler smile on his face.

call out!
Gong himself moved, and his speed was faster than before, like a bolt of lightning, he came to Yang Xiaoye in an instant.

His sword slashed at Yang Xiaoye's head.

Yang Xiaoye smiled faintly, but did not respond.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yuan's expression changed, couldn't he react?

If I was in Yang Xiaoye's position, I probably wouldn't be able to react!
At this moment, he blamed himself very much in his heart. If he killed an innocent person because of himself, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life!
Xixi was also taken aback, and quickly covered her eyes, but she still couldn't help showing a gap.

The surrounding crowd was also in an uproar, but they didn't respond at all, and they probably would burp in the next second.

And the old man also showed a smile, forcibly standing out, right?This will send you to the god of death!

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

The people around were startled, but then, they were full of question marks, because Yang Xiaoye's body... spread out like smoke.

"What's the situation?" They were all dumbfounded.

"Isn't this the real Yang Xiaoye?"

"Then where is the real Yang Xiaoye?"

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

Yang Xiaoye put her arms around the old man's neck, smiling all over her face, like an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.

But the old man's body became stiff, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Fear welled up in his eyes at this moment!
"Don't be nervous, I won't kill you for now." Yang Xiaoye smiled.

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

When the old man heard this, he was relieved, but at the same time he was a little puzzled, the Dark Emperor?who is it?
"Huh? Where's the person?" Miyamoto was also stunned at this moment.

He noticed that everyone around him was looking behind him, so he quickly turned around and saw Yang Xiaoye standing beside Master.

"You bastard!" Miyamoto gritted his teeth.

"Let's deal with you first." Yang Xiaoye smiled, and in a flash, she appeared behind Gong itself, and there was another Yang Xiaoye beside the old man.

This is an afterimage!

At this moment, the afterimage is slowly dissipating!
"It's so fast!" The old man couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Sensing a trace of dangerous aura coming from behind, Miyamoto couldn't help but tense up, turned around abruptly, and swept away with a sword.

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

Miyamoto was stunned.

Breaking one's own sword with one finger is even more shocking than holding one's own sword between two fingers!

The strength of this guy is too terrifying! ! !

But Yang Xiaoye did not continue to attack, and glanced at Feng Yuan, "Do you want me to kill them?"

After a moment of silence, Feng Yuan said, "I want to avenge myself."

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

Feng Yuan took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of Yang Xiaoye with a plop, "Please teach me."

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

(End of this chapter)