Scientist from the Land of Light: Ultraman Carlos

"Are you... serious?" Taiga almost cried out as he looked at the three enemies standing in a row in descending order like traffic signals.

No! You really think highly of me!

What? Did I kick a widow's grave or dig up a family grave? You treat me like this?

"You're here, kid." Tregear greeted with a smile.

"Did you miss us, kids?" Nangong Bo also waved the pliers with a smile in his tone.

"Actually... I don't miss you that much..." Taiga's mouth twitched. Who the hell misses you? !

"Ah, are there other enemies? How dare you ignore me like this? It's okay, this is also good. I'm not sad at all, boohoo."

"Ugh! Monster, watch out for me!" How does it feel to have a 150-meter-long tentacle monster with its entire body and head growing upside down wink at you? Taiga didn't want to describe it. He just wanted to punch this monster to death.

Duang! !

Taiga gathered his strength and punched hard on Gatanjea's big shell, making a crisp sound.

At this moment, Taiga felt as if he was feeling the pain of his little finger with paronychia hitting the table leg in winter.

"Ouch! My hands! The hands that bring me endless joy! It hurts!"

"No, why don't you hit its shell instead of its head? Are you going to mess with your brain?!" Titus didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

Roar! !

Before Taiga could get over the grief of his own sacrifice, Moroboshi Makoto, who couldn't bear to watch and felt that all his training had been in vain, had already rushed over with a black face, controlling the Undead Super Grant King.

Do you know a set of sword techniques that can drop from the sky?

Lion Slash!!

The huge bat sword smashed down on Taiga from top to bottom. The huge force made the whole earth tremble. The violent shock wave spread out, blowing Taiga hundreds of meters away and smashing him heavily on a residential building, making an outstanding contribution to the suicide cause of Japanese office workers.

Before Taiga could stand up, he felt his hair stand on end. Without any hesitation, Taiga used the King's Roll to almost avoid the Chaos Lightning.

"Hey, you react quickly, son of Taro." Tregear's pretentious look was full of provocation, making people want to slap him twice.

"Damn it! Yuxing, use the power of the Light Ring!"

"Okay!" You Xing nodded and immediately took out the Dark Night Fang Light Ring he had just obtained to scan it.

"Venom Fang Sound Wave!!" Taiga rolled to avoid the sword of the Undead Mega Grant King and released purple sound waves to attack Torrekia.

However, the fang sound wave only flew halfway before it was blocked by a strange black fog and could not move forward at all.

"Oh, Taro's son?" Gatanjea's tentacles were like spears, covering the entire space where Taiga was like a storm.

"Ah ...

"Gulan Lines!"

Several powerful and majestic red destructive rays gushed out from the chest of the Undead Super Grant King, passing through layers of space and directly hitting Taiga's face.

At this moment, Taiga felt as if his whole body was torn apart by something, and the fear of death and a sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

The unrivaled destructive power instantly shattered Huang Kun's form, and Taiga took off in a 36,000-degree spiral, spinning in circles and using his face to loosen the neon land.

Poor Taiga, his new form failed in less than a minute. This can be said to be the shortest novice protection period in the history of special effects.

"Hmph! Even after getting that kind of power, Taro's son is still a waste who can only rely on external things? How disappointing." The Undead Super Grant King said with a cold mechanical synthesized voice. The voice was flat but full of ridicule and disdain: "You don't even have the qualifications to die under my sword!"

After saying this, the Undead Super Grant King turned around and disappeared into the city.

"Ah, that guy seems to be very disappointed in the kid." Gatanjea's distorted voice was also full of sarcasm: "Tsk tsk, you are so proud of just getting this insignificant power, but you almost got beaten to death the moment you turned around. You really embarrassed your father. But be thankful for your weakness, because you saved your life because of it."

"Then goodbye, little friend. Hahahahaha!!"

Tregear and Gatanjea seemed to have lost interest in Taiga. They turned around and disappeared from the spot, leaving Taiga, unwilling and powerless, standing there furiously.

Is he really so dependent on borrowed power that he neglects his own practice?

Taiga's figure flying away from the earth was reflected in the eyes of Nangong and the other two. It was unknown whether Taiga realized his biggest problem.

"Alas, tools are only tools after all. No matter how powerful they are, you can only rely on yourself. Why doesn't this idiot understand this?" Nangong Bo sighed. Have you ever seen an Ultraman who can't even use a few skills without relying on external forces? In his previous life, he saw Tiga and Zeta, but this was the first time he met such a guy who basically couldn't fight without plug-ins.

"Well, he's been blinded by the false power brought by the tool. He'll be obedient after being beaten a few more times. And it's not just his strength, this kid even has some problems with his mentality. Look... he's almost turned evil by the ring of the Milk Tea Alien in just a few days. We still have to take drastic measures." Zhu Xingzhen said that he was just idle and that he would be fine after being beaten a few more times.

"Is this the reason why you took out the Undead Super Grant King? If you hadn't taken it out, I wouldn't have known you had such a powerful weapon in your hand." Kirisaki rolled his eyes at him. Just look at this thing, how many people can beat it? Isn't the drug you used too strong?

"Hey!"

"Hey, sister! While there's still time, you should train that little guy well!"

……

"Please, please train me well! I have deeply realized my shortcomings, so... I want to become stronger!"

In the Igi base, Youxing just came back from outside and went straight to Zhuxing Zhen and Nangong Bo. He bowed 90 degrees and asked for a favor in a very formal manner.

"Oh, you're not slacking off during training all day?" Nangong Bo smiled as he looked at You Xing in front of him, as well as the three-person team standing beside You Xing who were bowing to the two of them solemnly with their energy bodies. He suddenly had the illusion that his child had finally grown up.

"Absolutely not! Please train me well!" One person and three Aos said in unison.

"Not bad, you're still in good spirits." Zhu Xingzhen showed a cruel smile: "Let me tell you in advance, my training is very hard! You better be prepared for me!"

……

"A~big watermelon..." Under the sky that seemed to be burning with flames, the fiery red sun was hanging in the sky covered with a veil of mist, and the light shone on the earth. Two figures were exercising in the park, and their shadows were stretched out.

"A... a big watermelon?" You Xing followed Nangong Bo's actions in a daze, his face full of clear stupidity.

"...cut it in half. One half for you... and one half for..."

"Um, Bo-kun. Is this really combat training?"

"Really?" Nangong Bo replied without any guilt: "This is authentic Wudang Tai Chi. I spent three dollars and twenty-five cents to get the tutorial from Pinxixi. How could it be wrong?"

"It sounds unreliable just by listening to it! Can't you just teach me properly? For example, don't you have a set of stomping punches? I want to learn that." Youxing felt that his IQ was insulted and said that he wanted to learn something more powerful.

Nangong Bo rolled his eyes at the fellow, "I taught you to stand still, but you couldn't even last two and a half minutes! I taught you to learn routines, but before you could finish a set of punches you stomped your feet so hard that your feet were numb and you could barely walk! How else do you want me to teach you?! Whether you want to learn or not, go to the rabbits and practice actual fighting! I think you are spoiled, and you will behave yourself after a few more beatings!"

"Uh..." You Xing thought back to yesterday's half-hour actual combat, when he was knocked down 120 times, and the pain that made his whole body feel like it was falling apart. He decisively chose to follow his heart: "I suddenly feel that your three dollars and twenty-five cents Wudang Tai Chi is really suitable for me! It's simply tailor-made for me. You are so considerate, Bojun!"

Nangong Bo: "...Actually, I still like your rebellious look just now. Please recover for a while."

"Ah... this..." Youxing scratched his head awkwardly.

"Calm down and follow my movements. Feel your breathing and heartbeat, and imagine the air rushing in from your nasal cavity, passing through your chest and flowing to your limbs. Imagine that your heart is like an uneven stone, and every movement you make can smooth out the edges of the stone, and eventually the stone will become rounder and smoother. Just like your heart right now, peaceful and transparent..."

Of course, Nangong Bo is not playing with Youxing out of idleness, but is trying to temper the hearts of Youxing and Taiga, so that this rookie who is on the verge of turning evil after using the Monster Light Ring a few times can be more relaxed in the future spiritual tests.

This is the result of the work distribution between Nangong Bo and Zhu Xingzhen. Zhu Xingzhen has little patience, so he mainly trains the external strength of Yu Xing and Taiga. Nangong Bo is too lazy to work hard, so he is mainly responsible for training the internal strength of Yu Xing and Taiga.

If this process happened in the original world, it might take a very long time, but this is the Ultra World, so it is not so scientific.

You, the Malaysian dance king, can make Smailu Superman learn to control his power in half a day with just a dance. Why can't I, a Superman with nothing (no moral integrity, no bottom line, no ethics) use Tai Chi for a few days to help Youxing and the others to hone their character?

This is not it... Following Nangong Bo's movements and guidance, You Xing quickly entered the state. At this moment, he only felt that his troubles were being erased little by little with every movement, leaving only a calm heart and true self, as if the whole world only had tranquility and himself.

"Ah... it's so peaceful..."

"Ah, Yuuki! You're boxing!"

"Ah!!" Youxing was interrupted by a sudden sound when he was in the state. He was frightened and almost got scratched in the face by Ultra Meowth.

When he came to his senses, Youxing saw who made the sound and breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me, Uncle Oda."

"Ah, sorry, sorry. I was just curious when I saw you practicing boxing here, so I came over to take a look." The uncle dressed like a painter and smiling very kindly waved his hand and said, "Shouldn't this kind of Tai Chi from China be practiced in the morning? Why are you out in the evening?"

"Ah... this..." When You Xing heard this question, he looked at Nangong Bo with some resentment.

Someone who just got up at 11:30 in the morning turned his head away silently and whistled without any guilt.

Didn't he stay up late again and went to bed at 6:30 in the morning? Young people nowadays really don't know how to be considerate of the elderly.

“Hahaha, as expected, it’s Nangong’s fault.” Uncle Oda set up the easel with a smile, and said while adjusting the height: “Did you encounter any troubles? It’s rare to see you working so hard.”

"It's nothing, I just feel like my power is so small lately and I don't know what to do." Youxing got ready and continued to look for the feeling he had just had.

Nangong Bo looked at the Nakel alien who looked like Captain Kazukura, and didn't say much. He really doubted whether there were really earthlings on this earth, because in the whole time he had been here, among the people he met, except Kana, there was no one from the earth, ah... Tennouji Lan was half a native.

"Well, Hiroyuki. I haven't finished this painting yet, have I?" Oda put the painting he had been working on for a long time on the easel and said, "Painting is a very interesting thing. I thought a color was good yesterday, but today I think another color would be better."

Hearing this, Nangong Bo nodded with empathy. Thinking back to the draft he drew the day before yesterday, he happily looked at it the next day. That shit-like feeling... Tsk! It's too real!

"So I started to draw again, and then I kept repeating the process, always looking for my answer." Uncle Oda looked at Youxing encouragingly and patiently comforted him, "Although I don't know what's bothering you, you are just like this painting. What does it matter if you fail? Just put the paper back on and try again. You will always find your answer."

"Your own answer?" You Xing took a deep breath and then smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Oda, I feel a lot more relieved."

Looking at Youxing's expression, Oda nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, Uncle Xiaotian, you have painted so many pictures. Have you found your own color?" At this time, Nangong Bo came over and looked at the unfinished painting with a smile.

"This..." Oda looked at his painting with mixed feelings. "Who knows? The sky is different every day. I have never made up my mind to paint that kind of sky. After all... every sky is beautiful, isn't it? Look! The color of the sky has changed again. I have to paint it again."

"Really? It's a difficult question indeed..." Nangong Bo looked at the setting red sky and sighed slightly: "...Well, uncle...if you feel confused, just flip a coin and make your choice on both sides. When the coin is thrown into the air, you will have the answer in your mind..."