Entertainment: You're asked to make a graduation project, but you're asked to film Ultrama

In the scene, the camera follows Future and George to the empty green field.

The betting game is officially set, with a best-of-three format.

In the future, all they need to do is catch one ball to win the bet and keep this exceptionally talented striker on the team.

However, when he walked to the goal and assumed a defensive stance, his movements were slightly awkward and somewhat naive.

This made the viewers in front of the screen burst into good-natured laughter.

[His movements in the future are so stiff, like a complete novice who has never touched a ball before.]

[With that goofy look, can he really catch the game-winning shot from the three-time consecutive top scorer?]

Are you questioning the human form of the original Oo?

It's time to let the country bumpkins of Earth experience the power of Ultraman!

George stood at the free-throw line and took a deep breath.

His gaze instantly became incredibly focused, as if everything around him had faded away, leaving only the football in front of him and the goal in the distance.

He took a sudden run-up and slammed his right foot like a heavy hammer, striking the black and white soccer ball hard!

"Bang--!"

With a deafening thud, the football broke through air resistance in an instant due to its powerful kinetic energy.

The surface even flamed with crimson flames due to the intense friction!

This fiery meteor traced a beautiful yet deadly arc through the air, crashing straight into the net at a speed that was impossible for ordinary people to react to.

Future was still in his previous defensive posture, completely caught off guard, his eyes filled with shock.

[Holy crap! A ball on fire! What kind of killer soccer is this?!]

Even Newton would have to crawl out of his coffin overnight to revise the laws of physics if he saw this.

If that kick had landed on someone, wouldn't it have pierced right through them?

[6! Even Ultraman couldn't see the trajectory of that ball!]

[Future: Who am I? Where am I? What was that thing that just flew by?]

George glanced at the unresponsive Future, snorted, and prepared to kick the second ball.

This time, Future quickly adjusted his state, his eyes fixed on George's footwork, completely focused.

"Bang!"

Another meteor-like shot, accompanied by intense heat and flames, roared out!

But this time, the future has moved.

He pounced on the corner of the goal like a cheetah, his hands reaching out precisely for the rapidly approaching fireball.

"laugh--!"

The soccer ball, carrying immense kinetic energy, struck the future goalkeeper's gloves. Although the force was so great that the future goalkeeper couldn't catch it securely.

The ball eventually bounced into the goal, but the scene was enough to deeply shock George.

As he knelt on the ground, looking at his gloves that were constantly emitting white smoke from contact with the high-temperature flames, his heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

George stood still, looking at the young man with a complicated expression.

He was well aware of the speed and power of his shot, which was something that ordinary humans could not possibly touch without being prepared.

However, after only watching it once, this novice was able to keep up with his movements.

Memories of the past surged through George's mind like a tidal wave.

He was just as dazzling on the professional stage.

He possesses extraordinary eyesight, capable of clearly predicting where a football will be shot to score.

He controls the game based on his intuition and ability, but his teammates regard him as a problem child who ignores tactical arrangements and acts eccentrically.

No one was willing to believe him, and no one could understand his perspective.

His teammates were always full of doubt and rejection when faced with his passes and shots, which eventually led to his isolation within the team and even forced him to retire.

Deep down, he always longed to have a teammate who completely trusted him and could catch his passes.

"I'll stake my entire reputation on the next goal!"

George gritted his teeth, pouring all his resentment and past grievances into that final shot.

"If you can block it, then show me!"

He used all his strength to execute a bicycle kick! He kicked the football hard.

The football once again transformed into a blazing fireball, charging straight toward the future with an earth-shattering momentum!

However, just as the ball was about to reach the goal, it did not shoot straight in as before, but instead drew a huge arc, deviating directly from the goal and flying into the distance.

Future stood frozen in place, covered in cold sweat.

Seeing George kneeling silently on the grass, Future immediately panicked.

He didn't think much of it, simply assuming that he had forced his opponent to a decisive battle, causing George to exert too much force and aggravate his old injury.

In the future, he rushed over and immediately knelt down on both knees in a deep bow.

His face was full of genuine guilt and remorse.

"It's all my fault, I insisted on having a showdown with you!"

With her head bowed, she said, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

George looked up and quietly watched the simple-minded young man in front of him who kept apologizing.

In that instant, he finally understood.

Just now, he deliberately kicked a powerful but impossible-to-goal shot.

If in the future there is even the slightest distrust of him deep down, or if you just treat him as a clown to be played with, your body will instinctively try to dodge when faced with that terrifying aura.

But not in the future. The future stared intently at the ball from beginning to end, without flinching or dodging, prepared to catch it even if it meant breaking both hands.

This young man trusted him completely and without reservation.

George's heart, which had been encased in ice, finally melted at this moment. He looked towards the future, and a relieved smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

"You're a really strange guy."

George let out a long sigh and said softly:

"It seems like the battle is over."

"Yes, I lost."

This is what they mean by sincerity always being a winning strategy!

[In the future, his honesty and absolute trust forcefully broke down the closed door to George's heart.]

The future is so innocent and lovely!

This is a bond that allows you to confidently entrust your back to others.

The scene shifts, and everyone returns to the command center at the Asian headquarters.

"George said he would fight alongside us from now on. It's so good to see him back; we were so worried about him."

In the future, we will happily announce this good news to everyone.

The group of people all smiled with relief.

Only Aihara Ryu maintained his signature arrogant posture, arms crossed, turning his head away and muttering:

"Wait a minute, I haven't agreed yet."

"I understand!" Mirai replied with a smile.

……

Suddenly, the scene changed.

A thick fog suddenly descended upon the once bustling city.

On the street, a couple was holding up their phones, complaining that there was absolutely no signal.

As they looked up, they suddenly noticed a huge figure approaching them!

Sadra!

Faced with this sudden appearance of a giant beast, the surrounding citizens screamed in terror and scattered in all directions.

"Sadela has appeared in the new city!"

With Captain Sakaki's order:

"GUYS, Sally, go!"

"GIG!"

The team members quickly changed into their gear and sped off in their Phoenix fighter jets to the scene.

Upon arriving at the target area, Sadra used the same tactic again.

Its special organs began to secrete large amounts of volatile liquid, and within seconds, the entire new city was completely shrouded in a thick white fog so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

With visibility obstructed by the dense fog, the Phoenix decisively ordered its fighters to separate, transforming into the Wing and the Loader for a flanking maneuver.

Inside the command center, Tang Zheping, looking at the blank white screen, astutely pointed out the monster's tactics:

"First, create a dense fog using volatile secretions, then conceal your body within it to ambush your prey. It's practically a fog concealment technique!"

[Hahaha, Old Tang watches Naruto too? He even knows the Hidden Mist Technique.]

This monster is too cunning; it has its own battlefield cover. How can we fight it?

[With the radar malfunctioning and the radar invisible to the naked eye, the defense forces are in trouble.]

No, no, no, even Ultraman gets thwarted.

On the battlefield, compared to the anxious pacing of others, George, having resolved his inner conflict, appeared unusually calm.

Instead of blindly piloting his fighter jet through the fog, he hovered it in mid-air, quietly waiting for the right moment to attack.

His sharp eyes seemed to pierce through the thick fog, accurately capturing every subtle fluctuation in the air.

"Get out here, I'm sure I can take you down this time."

George muttered to himself.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly locked onto a blurry location on the radar.

"Here it comes, at two o'clock!"

Without any hesitation, George decisively pressed the launch button.

"Flying Wing Ray, fire!"

The blazing pulse of light instantly tore through the thick white fog, striking Sadra, who was hiding in the shadows, with perfect accuracy.

Sadra let out a painful howl, its massive body staggering backward under the impact of the light.

Just as everyone was preparing to press their advantage, another unexpected event occurred.

Another Sadra had silently circled behind the fighter jet, brandishing its massive pincers and launching a surprise attack.

The engine of the loading vessel was damaged instantly, and it was forced to make an emergency landing while emitting black smoke.

Seeing his comrades in a life-or-death crisis, Wei Lai raised his left wrist without hesitation.

A dazzling golden light bloomed in the thick fog, and Ultraman Mebius transformed into a streak of red and silver light, crashing down in the center of the battlefield and blocking the damaged fighter jet.

The battle erupted instantly, but Mebius quickly found himself in a fierce struggle.

Not only is Sadra tough, but it also appears and disappears mysteriously under the cover of thick fog.

Those two enormous, retractable pincers, like two deadly venomous snakes, relentlessly attacked Mebius from all directions.

With his vision obstructed, Mebius could only defend himself, and his wounds gradually increased, putting him in a precarious situation.

Seeing Ultraman in dire straits, George, sitting in the cockpit, did not hesitate to request support from the command center.

"Charge in using mobility mode, Captain!"

Captain Yuki made a decisive decision:

"Beyond the technology embargo, usage time limited to one minute!"

"Mobile mode switch!"

George quickly entered commands on the control panel, and the fighter jet's special engine roared to life.

Using his exceptional dynamic vision and battlefield awareness, he dodged the attacks of the two pincers and quickly closed the distance with the monster.

"Airflow Vortex Blinger Fan!"

As soon as the command was given, two extremely powerful miniature tornadoes instantly shot out from under the wings of the fighter jet.

The howling wind swept away the thick fog that shrouded the battlefield with overwhelming force!

Once Sadra lost her cover, she was instantly exposed to view.

Then an energy beam struck Sadra's two sharp horns directly!

"It's up to you now, Ultraman!"

George shouted.

Mebius seized the fleeting opportunity. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and golden light gathered wildly on his arms.

Mebium Ray!

A dazzling beam of light pierced through Sadra's body in an instant, and the ferocious monster was killed!

Watching the monster fall, George leaned back in his seat with a sigh of relief. Looking at the Giant of Light on the screen, a genuine smile played on his lips as he murmured:

"That's wonderful! He truly is the hero I admire."

At this moment, he finally remembered the childhood dream he had mentioned in an interview.

The arrogant guy finally admitted it; he's a huge Ultraman fan.

That was a very well-coordinated play.

[With his shooting prowess and sharpshooting skills, George has completely proven himself this time.]

The battle seemed to be over, and just as everyone was cheering and Mebius was about to turn and leave.

A sudden change has occurred!

The ground trembled violently again, accompanied by two chilling roars. Two even larger Sadras emerged from the ground and surrounded Mebius from the left and right!

Having already endured a fierce battle and expended enormous physical strength, Mebius's chest timer began flashing red alarm lights frantically.

Faced with two ferocious beasts at their peak, Mebius didn't even have the strength to fight back and was directly tackled to the ground.

Sadra's enormous foot stomped mercilessly on Mebius's body, producing a dull thud.

"Mebius!"

【Seriously?! You took down one and then two more showed up? That's not sportsmanship!】

[It's over, Xiaomeng is out of energy, she's really going to die here this time.]

[The Meteor Technique is gone too, are we going to have to call Jack to take on two opponents again this time?]

Just when everyone thought Mebius was about to die in battle.

Suddenly, a dazzling blue beam of light descended from the sky, as if by divine intervention!

The beam of light struck straight down in the center of the battlefield, instantly blasting the Sadra that was standing on Mebius to pieces!

As the blue light gradually faded, a mysterious Ultra Warrior clad in heavy armor of alternating silver and blue appeared, hovering silently in mid-air as if an angel had descended.

His eyes were cold and sharp, and he exuded a suffocatingly powerful sense of oppression.

Facing the last remaining Sadra roaring and charging towards him, the blue warrior showed no panic whatsoever.

He simply raised his right hand coldly, a flash of blue light appeared at his wrist, and then his hands flipped over to launch another beam of light.

Swish-!

The other, enormous Sadra didn't even have time to scream before its massive body was reduced to ashes in the violent explosion.

One-hit kill!

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

[So strong!]

[Is it the one at the beginning?]

[Seriously, is he a show-off like Agul?]

[His armor still has a matte finish, but why doesn't he have a timer?]

The entire defense team stared in disbelief at the blue war god who had descended from the sky, completely overwhelmed by his overwhelming and terrifying power.

On the rooftop of a tall building in the distance, the mysterious woman in white who summoned the monster was staring intently at the blue figure in mid-air.

Her eyes were filled with resentment and anger as she gritted her teeth and spat out a name:

"sword……"

As soon as the name was mentioned, the woman vanished without a trace.

In mid-air, the blue warrior known as "Sword" coldly surveyed the ruins below, then turned around, his figure transforming into countless blue specks of light, and soared towards the horizon.

Only Mebius and the rest of the defense team were left standing there, unable to recover for a long time.