Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

Minghui smiled and offered an explanation.

"That guy Tuan is causing me trouble again."

After hearing Minghui's explanation, the monk with ten strings of cash muttered something under his breath, and then asked:

"Why did he send you to see me?"

Feng Yuan stepped forward, his face full of sincerity, and bowed deeply, saying, "Please teach me, Master Shi Guan!"

Minghui, who was standing to the side, twitched his lips. "Who can understand what you're saying?"

Sure enough, the monk with ten strings of cash stroked his beard, looking somewhat puzzled, and said:

"Young man, are you speaking in riddles to this old man?"

Chapter 50 Ten Strings of Cash, and you still say you're not the King of Austria?!

inside the house.

Given that Fengyuan was not good with words, Minghui explained the situation to the monk Shiguan.

After hearing Minghui's explanation, the monk Shiguan realized that Fengyuan wanted to learn a technique that could attack the enemy's back, which made him fall into deep thought.

The room fell silent for a moment. Minghui waited patiently, when he suddenly noticed that the boy who had opened the door was secretly looking at him.

Minghui smiled slightly at him.

The boy was startled and looked away, somewhat at a loss. After a while, he began to observe Fengyuan again.

At this moment, the monk seemed to have thought of something, and he said to Feng Yuan, "There is a move that can achieve the effect you want, but it will be very difficult to learn."

Feng Yuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "No problem! I'm not afraid of hardship! Master Shi Guan, please teach me!"

“No rush, young man, don’t be impatient,” the monk stroked his beard and said calmly, “It’s too late today, let’s wait until tomorrow.”

Minghui's eyes flickered, sensing something was amiss. The monk in the original story hadn't agreed so readily; he had tested Fengyuan before teaching him, only doing so after seeing Fengyuan's persistence.

why?

Is it because I was there this time, or is it something else?

Minghui could not confirm.

At this moment, the monk with ten strings of cash looked at Minghui: "So, what is the purpose of this young man's visit?"

“I’m just here to accompany him, you don’t need to worry about me.” Minghui shrugged.

But then he changed the subject and said, "Of course, if you have anything else that suits me and can teach me a move or two, I would be extremely grateful."

"Hmm, I'll think about it," the monk with ten strings of cash said noncommittally.

That night, Minghui and his companion were arranged to stay at the temple.

Lying on the tatami mat, Fengyuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. In the darkness, he couldn't help but ask, "Minghui, what was the move that Master Shiguan mentioned?"

Of course, it's jumping over the stream!

He answered in his heart, but of course he wouldn't say it aloud. He simply said, "Don't think too much about it. You'll know tomorrow."

"Ah, that's true."

Feng Yuan paused, and just when Ming Hui thought he had finally stopped, he heard him say again: "Actually, I think the captain underestimated me a bit. He already knows that the monster's weakness is on its back, so I'm sure I can defeat it."

Without Dan Moroboshi's loving guidance, Gen was still somewhat unconvinced.

I think you just haven't been beaten enough!

Minghui reluctantly opened his eyes. He was about to fall asleep, but Fengyuan had no intention of letting him go.

"Then why did you come here?" he said somewhat irritably.

"Hehe, I think it's always a good thing to learn new moves."

Hearing Feng Yuan's laughter, Minghui could imagine him scratching his head and grinning foolishly in the dark. He sighed helplessly and said:

“You’re wrong. The team leader is a battle-hardened warrior. He’s probably killed more monsters than you’ve ever seen aliens. The insight he’s gained from that experience is astonishing. If he says you’re not good enough, then you definitely have shortcomings.”

"I think it's not that he underestimates you, but rather that you underestimate the team leader."

Feng Yuan was somewhat speechless, but he had to admit that Ming Hui was right.

His recent rapid increase in strength has caused his confidence to swell rapidly as well.

Even with his inflated ego, he wouldn't dare say that he was currently better than Seven.

"You're right, I..."

"Huh...huh..."

"Minghui?"

"Huh...huh..."

............

The next day.

Fengyuan pulled Minghui out of bed early, and the two quickly tidied up before going to find the monk Shiguan.

Upon seeing the two arrive, the monk with ten strings of cash didn't say much. He picked up a large basket from the ground, carried it on his back, and walked out.

"Follow."

Minghui and the other man exchanged a glance and followed the monk with ten strings of cash.

It was just dawn, and the temperature in the mountains was unusually low in the early morning. A thin layer of frost had formed on the trees, and they felt damp to the touch.

Minghui and Fengyuan are both physically strong, and this temperature cannot affect them.

The monk with ten strings of cash seemed completely unconcerned. He was only wearing a pair of straw sandals, but he walked with incredible speed, almost as fast as an ordinary person jogging.

Along the way, the three of them passed through a forest, crossed a hillside covered with boulders, and then walked down the mountain.

Fengyuan wanted to say something several times, but in the end he held back.

But the journey was so boring that Minghui quickened his pace to catch up with the monk Shiguan ahead and started making conversation: "Master Shiguan, where is that child from yesterday?"

“Oh, you mean Jiro?” The monk smiled, adjusting the angle of the basket on his back. “Jiro’s house is nearby. I sent him home last night.”

Feng Yuan couldn't help but interject, "But it's so late, aren't you worried about encountering danger?"

"Ha, I've lived in these mountains for decades. This whole mountain is my home. How could I possibly harm my family?"

"Oh, we're here!"

The monk with ten strings of cash paused for a moment, then suddenly quickened his pace.

A babbling brook appeared in front of the three of them.

The stream wasn't very wide, but it wasn't wide enough to cross in just a few steps either.

But then the monk with ten strings of cash lightly stepped onto several protruding rocks in the water and instantly reached the other side.

He didn't stop there. Ahead was a mountain wall, and on one side of the wall, a wider tributary appeared. This time, there were no rocks protruding from the water to step on.

"Keep a close eye on things, Fengyuan," Minghui suddenly reminded him.

Feng Yuan nodded silently, his attention focused, afraid of missing any detail.

Under the watchful eyes of the two men, the monk with ten strings of cash jogged all the way to the mountain wall, then bent his knees slightly and leaped up.

and many more......

At this moment, Feng Yuan was startled. He realized that the monk with ten strings of cash had jumped at the wrong angle. He was not heading towards the other side of the river, but rather towards the mountain wall. If he crashed into it like that, he would definitely get injured.

But the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly.

Just as he was about to reach the mountain wall, the monk suddenly bent his legs, pushed off the wall with his feet, and then used the force to spin and leap to a higher place, his whole body turning into a graceful arc, landing steadily on the opposite bank of the river.

"this......"

Looking at the figure on the other side of the river, Feng Yuan felt a jolt in his heart.

Having witnessed the entire process, Minghui felt a surge of emotion.

Is this something a normal person could do?

At such an advanced age, carrying a basket that makes it difficult to move around, how can he still perform such a difficult action? Is he even human?

Moreover, that's not all. In the original story, the monk with ten strings of cash had a basket full of firewood on his back and was carrying a child in his arms, yet he still easily leaped to the other side.

No wonder people suspect he is the incarnation of the King of Ultra.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Chapter 51: The Boss's Ten Thousand Strings of Cash: Online Teaching! [Please Read On! Please Add to Your Favorites!]

"Minghui, I want to try it!"

Fengyuan took off his coat and handed it to Minghui.

He stared intently at the mountain wall not far away, feeling his body heat up and a sense of excitement rising within him.

This is it!

His strength has increased considerably in recent days, and he has learned many new moves, but he still feels that something is missing.

A glimmer of inspiration seemed to appear and disappear in the darkness, seemingly within reach, yet he could never quite grasp it, which greatly troubled him.

Until I witnessed the monk's leap!

Feng Yuan felt a stirring within him. He had a premonition that if he learned this move, his transformation would not be far off!

"Go ahead, relax!"

Minghui patted Fengyuan on the shoulder and encouraged him.

He understood that this was a crucial hurdle for Feng Yuan. Only after learning to leap across the ravine could he gradually develop his own style and comprehend his ultimate skill—the Leo Flying Kick!

In this way, the fighting master from the Land of Light finally embarked on his own path.

Fengyuan gave Minghui a bright smile: "I will definitely succeed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yuan rushed out. First, he faced the stream in front of him. Although the exposed stones had been smoothed by the water, it was no problem for him. With a few swaying movements, he reached the other side.