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

Deep in the dense forest, a fierce wind howled through the trees, and fallen leaves danced in the air.

In the future, barefoot on the rough mud, his pure white martial arts uniform was already soaked with sweat.

In front of him, a thick, rough hemp rope was wrapped around a piece of wood.

In the future, his breathing was short and heavy, and the sound of his feet hitting the wood echoed like a dull drumbeat through the forest.

"Drink!"

With a sharp shout, Wei Lai twisted his waist and hips, his right leg transforming into a swift afterimage as it lashed out at the rope-wrapped wood.

"Bang!"

The tree bark trembled violently, and the hemp rope was worn down until the fibers broke.

His future figure swayed, a burning pain shooting through his ankle, causing him to involuntarily gasp.

Dozens of meters away, in the shade of the lush tree canopy, Feng Yuan, dressed in a dark gray trench coat, stood quietly.

His straw hat covered most of his face, but his deep, resolute eyes peered through the gaps in the branches, silently watching the young figure who fell and got up again and again in the mud.

Seeing the determined look on the future's face, a slight ripple appeared in Feng Yuan's eyes. Images of his own past, the days of relentless training on Kuroshio Island before the Great Waterfall, surfaced in his mind. His deep voice murmured softly in the wind:

"Men always fight alone, always challenging themselves."

The comments on the screen quietly refreshed at that moment.

[The cat kicks its leg.]

This special training looks incredibly expensive.

[After all, it's Leo's uniform; Gen was beaten up like this all the way through back then.]

[Xiao Meng's fighting style usually leans towards beam attacks and lightsabers; her pure melee foundation is indeed inferior to that of the Showa era fighting king.]

[Unfortunately, the Jeep training segment I wanted to see wasn't included.]

【The Cane Alien? When did they arrive?】

"boom!"

In the dense forest, after who knows how many thousands of kicks were thrown, the thick log wrapped in hemp rope finally succumbed to the violent, continuous blows. With a piercing cracking sound, the entire log crashed backward, sending dust flying across the ground!

In the future, he knelt on one knee in the mud, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

Looking down at the giant tree he had kicked and broken, Mirai looked down at his trembling legs.

Ultraman Leo's vertical jump height is one thousand meters, and Leo's flying kick compresses that superhuman physical limit to the extreme, which is why it has the destructive power to shatter everything.

Even if he kicked the tree trunk with all his might and broke it, it was still far from having the devastating power of Leo's flying kick.

A purely physical gap cannot be easily bridged by just a few hours of intensive training.

"future!"

Future paused slightly, then turned to look.

Then Aihara Ryu appeared behind them.

Seeing the future's soaked gi and swollen ankles, Aihara Ryu swallowed back the urging he was about to say, and let out a long sigh:

"How's the practice going?"

"It looks like you've been working really hard."

Future slowly stood up, shaking her head with a forlorn expression:

"But this can't go on..."

"I don't have Leo's physical abilities. To develop the destructive power of Leo's flying kick, there must be something I need to improve..."

Seeing the self-reproach in Mirai's eyes, Aihara Ryu stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and softened his tone considerably:

"If I don't want to trouble others, I shouldn't let them worry about me. I'm just being too anxious."

George the Dove, Tang Zheping, and Mu Zhimei were hurrying through the bushes, carrying various sizes of supply boxes and several paper bags.

Kinoko said:

"But speaking of which, you've broken quite a lot of wood in the future. With that, you could easily start a huge campfire."

"bonfire?"

"Yeah! Speaking of campfires, it's all about roasting taro and sweet potatoes!"

Kinoshita took out a few washed sweet potatoes from her pocket:

"You haven't tried this before, have you?"

"It's delicious! Let's eat together and replenish our energy!"

Tang Zheping touched various parts of his tactical vest, then suddenly froze, scratching his head awkwardly.

"Oh no... I forgot my matches! I'll be right back!"

"Wait, there's no need for that."

Aihara Ryu called out to Tang Zheping, who was about to run back, a confident smile playing on his lips. "Watch closely."

Future looked at him with eyes full of confusion:

"Dragon, what are you doing?"

Aihara Ryu found a dry, flat, thick wooden board on the ground, picked up a straight, sturdy thin stick, and firmly pressed one end of the stick into the small hole in the board. Then he piled a clump of dry grass around it.

Aihara Ryu rubbed his palms together, then gripped the wooden stick between his hands and began rubbing it back and forth rapidly!

The wooden stick spun rapidly in the groove of the wooden board, making a sharp, rapid "squeak" sound.

Aihara Ryu gritted his teeth and increased his strength.

"What is the dragon doing?"

The future looks on with curiosity.

Tang Zheping explained:

"If you do that, the friction will generate heat and start a fire!"

As Aihara Ryu started making fire by rubbing sticks together, he said:

"You probably don't know what the future holds, do you?"

"This is how ancient humans started fires!"

Under the high-speed rotation and rubbing of Aihara Ryu's palm, the temperature of the wood chips rose sharply due to intense high-frequency physical friction.

Just over ten seconds later, a wisp of white smoke rose up, followed by tiny sparks of dark red!

Aihara Ryu carefully picked up the bundle of dried grass and gently blew on it.

"call--!"

A bright, warm orange-yellow flame shot into the air, instantly igniting the pile of dry branches around it!

Kinoko cheered with delight:

"Wow! Dragon is really capable!"

George stood to the side, arms crossed, and joked:

"I don't know how to do that, but you're really good at it."

Aihara Ryu wiped the sweat from his brow and laughed smugly:

"It worked! It's done!"

However, at this moment, standing by the campfire, Future was completely stunned and stood frozen in place.

His pupils reflected the leaping flame, and his mind replayed the image of Aihara Ryu rapidly spinning the wooden stick between his palms.

Rotation, friction, accumulation, heat generation...

The Land of Light's technology is countless generations ahead of Earth's; the future has never had such a simple and primitive concept in its mind.

The Reifletian's armor can refract all light, while his physical strength is no match for Leo's.

But what if... instead of relying solely on the downward pressure of gravity, the body's high-speed rotation transforms into a drill at the moment the kick hits?!

Maximize penetrating power and frictional heat!

"What happened to you in the future?"

"Here, have another one."

Aihara Ryu handed over a piping hot and fragrant sweet potato.

When the future came to its senses, it took the sweet potato with both hands, the confusion in its eyes vanished, replaced by an unprecedented brightness and determination:

"Thank you, Dragon!"

[Note: Starting a fire by friction isn't done by hand; you need tools.]

There's a fire on the mountain, and I'm here at the station.

The power of primitive people.

Genshin Impact is awesome!

"Beep beep! Beep beep! Beep beep!"

The piercing alarm communication tone abruptly shattered the tranquility of the forest.

The communicator on his wrist displayed the serious face of Captain Yu Shui:

"The Reiflet aliens have reappeared!"

Then, everyone immediately rushed to the battlefield.

On the fighter jet, the future shouted:

"Please let me fight!"

Aihara Ryu stopped in his tracks, looking with some concern at Mirai's still swollen ankle:

"You're going already?"

"Aren't you not fully prepared yet?"

The future tone carried an almost pleading persistence:

"Please let me fight!"

"Just today... please let me fight this battle all by myself!"

Aihara Ryu stared intently into the future, into those unwavering eyes—the eyes of a warrior forged through countless trials.

Aihara Ryu took a deep breath and nodded emphatically:

"I understand... Well then, we absolutely have to win!"

At this moment, black smoke billowed from the ground.

The enormous, light-wave alien, Reiflet, was wielding its metal spiked blade, wantonly destroying the surroundings.

With a dazzling golden beam shooting into the sky, Ultraman Mebius's towering body crashed to the ground, the steady shockwave stirring up the surrounding dust.

The Reifletian stopped its destructive rampage, turned around, looked at the red giant before it, and let out a contemptuous sneer:

"Mebius, have you returned the life you left me?"

"You actually intend to challenge me with kicking techniques when I can defend against beam attacks?"

"However, with your abilities..."

Before the Reifletian could finish speaking, Mebius suddenly assumed a starting stance.

This time, he showed none of his usual impatience or wavering. His posture was slightly lowered, his left arm was held across his chest, and a master-like composure arose spontaneously!

The ground beneath his feet collapsed with a deafening roar, and Mebius rose from the ground, his massive body piercing the sky!

The Reifletian sneered, nonchalantly raising the metal shield on his arm, made of a multilayered medium-coated lens, ready to take the kick head-on.

However, Mebius, who fell from the sky, did not land directly on the ground.

As he approached the enemy in mid-air, Mebius transformed into Flame Warrior form while performing a flying kick!

Friction! Penetration! Spinning flying kick!

"Boom—!!"

The moment the flying kick slammed into the Reifletian shield, a deafening metallic scraping sound tore through the entire sky!

Blinding sparks shot out like fireworks!

The powerful penetrating force of the high-speed rotation, along with the violent heat generated by friction, forcefully drilled charred pits and cracks into the invincible shield that the Reiflet aliens were so proud of!

"What?!"

The Reifletian let out a piercing cry of pain.

Inside the fighter jet cockpit, Aihara Ryu excitedly pounded on the control panel:

"Well done, future!"

"When did you learn that move?!"

[That was awesome! Mebium's spinning flying kick!!]

Wow! We learned something from making fire by rubbing sticks together!

The power of primitive humans!

[That kick captured the essence of how ancient humans made fire by rubbing sticks together—it was so awesome!]

However, the severely damaged Reiflet aliens were completely enraged.

"How dare you hurt me!!"

The Reifletian roared and suddenly fired several high-energy light bullets from its shoulders.

In the brief moment when Mebius rolled and dodged, the heavy iron chain on the right arm of the Reiflet alien whistled out, like a venomous giant python, tightly coiling around the Goose Phoenix, which was circling low in the sky to provide support!

The metal chain taut instantly, and the fighter jet's engine roared under the strain, leaving it suspended in mid-air!

The Reiflet alien blocked the fighter jet in front of him, letting out a despicable laugh:

"Look here! You wouldn't just stand by and watch these shrimp soldiers and crab generals die, would you?!"

"If you dare move another inch, I'll crush this plane and reduce them all to dust!"

Faced with his comrade being held hostage, Mebius, who had just gathered his momentum, abruptly stopped his forward charge, clenching his fists tightly and standing frozen in place, unable to move.

Inside the fighter jet cockpit, Aihara Ryu's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically pounded on the instrument panel and roared hoarsely into the radio:

"Leave us alone!"

"Future! Defeat the Reiflet Alien!!"

Not far away, on the high cliffs of the breakwater, the sea breeze was violently tugging at Fengyuan's trench coat.

Looking at the fighter jet tightly bound by iron chains, and at Mebius trapped in a desperate situation, a monstrous wave surged deep within Gen's pupils.

That was the most heart-wrenching nightmare of his life.

The tragedy of the entire MAC team being wiped out back then, those comrades who turned to ashes before my eyes...

That deep-seated pain, buried in my heart for decades, must never be repeated in the young generation before me!

Feng Yuan suddenly flung off his bamboo hat, raised his right hand high, and his ancient lion's eye burst forth with a world-destroying crimson light under the blazing sun!

"Leo—!!"

The sky was torn apart, and a crimson pillar of light crashed down!

The red-clad fighting king descended from the sky. The moment he appeared, his right hand transformed into an incomparably sharp, blazing white hand blade, slashing down with overwhelming force!

"Snap!"

Reifett's longsword snapped in two with a snap, the cut as smooth as a mirror!

Mebius reacted extremely quickly, rushing forward and cutting the chains before catching the escaping fighter jet and protecting his comrade behind him.

Leo landed steadily, his eyes blazing with the fury of a lion.

Facing the attack of the Reiflet alien, Leo did not retreat but advanced. He did a series of extremely elegant back handsprings to avoid the attack. Then, he used the momentum to jump into the air, did a somersault around his arm to the side, and delivered a powerful front kick to the monster's side waist!

The fighting master's dominance was on full display at this moment.

The powerful and sweeping martial arts combos poured down like a storm, and the Reiflet alien, who had lost his weapon and hostage, was forced to retreat step by step, his armor crumbling inch by inch, and he was completely powerless to resist!

Leo!

[Leo couldn't save Team MAC back then, but he absolutely won't allow that tragedy to repeat itself today!]

[Precisely avoid potential pitfalls!]

[Round, long, pointed things, used to grab teammates and threaten them. Good grief, they're stacked up!]

[Leo: I wasn't planning on going in, but now I've decided to tear you to pieces!!! [Angry]]

[The Showa-era Fighting King personally demonstrates his skills; the opposing Iron Ball Alien is about to be destroyed!]

I could have let you off the hook, since you spared me this time, but you crossed the lion's bottom line, so you're finished!

In the center of the battlefield, Leo and Mebius stood side by side.

The two red Ultra Warriors exchanged a glance amidst the swirling dust and nodded slightly in perfect unison.

The next second, two towering figures simultaneously shattered the earth and soared into the sky!

Thousands of meters in the air, Leo's right leg bursts into a blazing crimson flame, like a falling, world-destroying meteor—Leo's Flying Kick!

Slightly to his side, Mebius brought his arms together, and a rapidly spinning spiral of flames erupted around him, transforming into a raging drill that could destroy everything—the Mebium Spinning Kick!

The Reiflet alien raised its head and let out a dying roar, its massive body spinning wildly on the ground in an attempt to make a final head-on collision!

"Boom—!!"

Above the sky, two earth-shattering flying kicks pierced through from above with unstoppable force!

Without the slightest pause or hesitation.

Leo's flying kick, imbued with absolute physical destructive power, smashed open a huge, penetrating wound.

Mebius, following closely behind, used the high-frequency rotation and high-heat penetrating power to completely shatter the monster's life force from its core!

Two crimson figures streaked across the sky, landing gracefully with their backs to the battlefield.

Behind them, the massive metal body of the Reflat alien, which was suspended in mid-air, suddenly stiffened, and two huge, charred holes appeared in its chest.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely dazzling white light burst forth from the core, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the entire cosmic behemoth was completely blasted into dust amidst the raging flames!

The smoke of battle has cleared, and the sky is clear and blue.

The afterglow of the setting sun spills across the coast of the Izu Islands, turning the boundless sea into a mesmerizing golden hue.

High on the cliff, the sea breeze gently caresses you.

In the future, he changed back into his crisp GUYS uniform, holding the clean, neatly folded, pure white martial arts uniform to his chest with both hands, and solemnly handed it to Fengyuan in front of him:

"thank you."

Feng Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the young soldier before him. His tone remained calm, but the coldness he had shown when they first met was gone:

"No need to thank me, it's all thanks to your own hard work."

In the future, he raised his head, his eyes filled with sincerity and gratitude:

"You taught me what to do."

Looking at the determined expression on his junior's face, Feng Yuan's vision blurred slightly.

Back then, when faced with the strict Dan Moroboshi, I had countless times sulked, backed down, and shouted, "I can't do it."

But the young soldier in front of me, who grew up in a greenhouse, possesses a tenacity and understanding far exceeding that of his younger self.

In the future, he took a deep breath, stood at attention with a solemn expression, saluted, and loudly swore:

"Brother Leo, I will definitely protect this Earth!"

Feng Yuan gazed into the future, the sea breeze ruffling the hem of his trench coat.

The man slowly turned around, his gaze passing over the cliff to Aihara Ryu, Ikaruga George, Tang Zheping, and Kinoshita, who were standing beside the fighter jet, waving and cheering in their direction.

Looking at his human companions who were willing to risk their lives for each other, Feng Yuan's weathered and cold face finally melted away in that instant.

A long-lost, incredibly gentle and relieved smile slowly bloomed on Feng Yuan's lips.

He turned around and spoke softly to the future:

"Okay... I'm entrusting it to you."

Feng Yuan paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the GUYS members in the distance once more, and then, in an extremely solemn and affectionate voice, changed his words and said:

"No, I entrust my hometown...to you!"

In the future, her eyes welled up with tears, her body stood ramrod straight, and she responded loudly with all her might:

"I assure you!!"

"Please, Mebius."

Feng Yuan smiled and nodded.

The waves surged, the sky remained still.