Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

"Don't worry, I won't let him do anything reckless."

"You little brat..."

Upon seeing this, Minghui couldn't help but chuckle.

Daigo Madoka didn't lose his transformation power at all; on the contrary, he gained another form of transformation ability.

"but......"

Daigo Madoka withdrew the power he had released and sighed:

"If I could, I wouldn't want to fight anymore. I want to live a peaceful life with Lina."

Minghui could sense the other person's yearning for peace. He patted Madoka Daigo on the shoulder and said:

"Your wish can be fulfilled. The Earth will enter a period of peace in the next few years, and in the near future, new warriors will take over your mission."

Is it a bird?

Yuan Dagu seemed to be deep in thought.

He thought of the young man he had met in another world.

"Yes, it's him."

Minghui nodded, a glint in his eyes.

Dyna...

Dyna and Tiga are in the same world. If Meiki continues to stay here, he will naturally transition to Dyna's storyline without needing to travel to a new world.

However, this will take a long time, a full eight years.

Eight years! By the time I get back, my wife will be remarrying!

Minghui pursed his lips and made his choice without hesitation between the smelly man and the fragrant girl.

Bird, I'll come find you to play again when I have time!

Chapter 374 Senior Minghui is truly amazing!

A few days later.

Two figures arrived in a densely wooded mountain; they were Minghui and Yuan Daigu.

At Minghui's request, Madoka took Minghui on a tour of this world. They visited several places over the past few days, and today was their last destination.

"Ah, it's perfect!"

Minghui fiddled with a stack of photos in his hand, a smile playing on his lips as he cheered.

In every one of those photos, he is present, but the people he is photographed with are all different.

Among them were circus performers dressed as monsters in costumes, a large rat living on a farm, and a beautiful parrot with brightly colored feathers...

These are all protagonists from the events that Daigo Madoka experienced before.

Minghui thought that although he had not experienced these things, since he was already here, he might as well leave some memories of his childhood self.

After all, each person in this photo had touched his young heart.

To be honest, he felt a bit addicted to doing this; it was like collecting trucks—he just couldn't stop.

He felt that many years later, his collection would reach an extraordinary level.

"But speaking of which, Daigo, you did a really good job. You did everything I told you to do."

Minghui tucked the photo into his pocket, turned to look at Daigo Madoka, and smiled with admiration:

"Even if I were in your shoes, I couldn't do any better. How about we travel to other worlds together? With you around, I'm sure things will be much easier."

"Ah, it's all thanks to your guidance, senior. I didn't do much."

Madoka scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, but he firmly shook his head at Minghui's last question:

"Let's forget about going to other worlds. Lina is waiting for me. We've already agreed that we'll go to Mars together and live a peaceful life in the future."

"Okay, that's not bad either."

Upon hearing this, Minghui shrugged and said nothing more.

"Are you still going to take photos this time? In his current condition, there probably won't be any images left in the photos, right?"

At this moment, Daigo Madoka spoke again, his voice tinged with doubt.

"Do not."

Minghui shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his lips, and said:

“This isn’t about that; I have something else to discuss with him.”

"Something else?"

Madoka blinked, a little puzzled, but he didn't ask anything more, silently trying to figure out the increasingly complicated roads in the mountains.

The two walked from the mountain pass inwards, and the further they went, the denser the trees became.

At first, large patches of sunlight filtered through the leaves, but later, the drooping sunlight became thin strands.

The mountain roads also became rugged, turning from wide roads into narrow, winding paths that could barely accommodate one person at a time and could hardly be called proper roads.

But none of this mattered to the two of them. Not to mention Ming Hui, Madoka Daigo's physical abilities alone were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Hmm, he's spotted us."

As they neared the summit, Minghui suddenly paused and murmured something.

He sensed it carefully for a moment, then raised an eyebrow slightly and said:

"However, it seems that its power has weakened considerably."

After sensing it, he nodded at Daigo Madoka and said:

"Looks like we need to speed things up and not keep them waiting."

"Ok."

Yuan Dagu nodded and quickened his pace.

A moment later, the two arrived at the top of the mountain, where a small shrine stood before them.

"We meet again, Person of Light."

As the two arrived, a voice suddenly rang out in the ancestral hall, a voice with a touch of etherealness.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of white light appeared in the air in front of the two, and a slightly illusory figure appeared in front of them.

It was the figure of a man, dressed in a black and white striped kimono, with a serious expression on his face.

The man who appeared first nodded to Madoka Kaname, then his gaze fell on Minghui. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"Judging from your aura... you must also be a swordsman?"

"Mr. Ida truly lives up to his reputation as a renowned swordsman; he has excellent judgment."

Minghui smiled slightly as he looked at Jing Tianjinglong, sensing an incredibly sharp aura emanating from the latter.

In his perception, what stood before him was not a person, but a sharp long knife!

"I have come here today to spar with you on swordsmanship. I hope you will be kind enough to give me your guidance, Mr. Ida."

Minghui's expression turned solemn, and he spoke sincerely.

He has never stopped refining his swordsmanship, and now he has come a long way on this path, rarely encountering anyone who can rival him in this area.

Whether they are humans, aliens, or the Ultra Warriors he knows.

And in the world of Ultraman Tiga, he certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to meet a great swordsman like Iida Iryu.

"Huh? A friendly spar?"

Yuan Daigo, who was standing to the side, was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that Minghui's purpose was this.

Are you kidding me?

He had witnessed the power of Jing Tianjinglong; he was someone who could destroy monsters with a human body. Even if only the monster's head remained, he was still an unparalleled ruthless person far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Sparring with someone like that would be far too dangerous, even for someone like Senior Minghui.

Madoka muttered to himself, feeling that this was somewhat outrageous.

In his view, even an Ultraman could not reach the level of Ida Ryu in human form alone.

Unless Minghui returns to his original form, but that would be unfair to Jingtian Jinglong.

"Shall we have a friendly spar?"

Meanwhile, Jing Tianjinglong shook his head after hearing Minghui's words and said:

"I may disappoint you, but nowadays my sword is only used to slay ghosts and gods, and I will no longer use it for such things."

Besides, I am already dead, and I no longer possess the power I once had.

"Well, there's nothing we can do then, Senior Minghui..."

Hearing what Jingtian Jinglong said, Yuan Daigu breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Minghui beside him and opened his mouth to say something.

But before he could finish speaking, Minghui suddenly raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

The next moment, a flash of white light appeared in his palm, and a knife handle appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Minghui slowly pulled his hand in the air, and with his movement, a blue-purple longsword was drawn out.

With the appearance of this knife, the already somewhat shady mountain air became even more eerie, causing Madoka to shiver involuntarily and stop speaking.

"What a fine blade! What a fine swordsmanship!"

At this moment, Jing Tianjinglong's eyes suddenly lit up. He let out a low shout and his hand involuntarily grabbed.

"boom!"

With a loud crash, the wooden door of the shrine behind Ida Iryu burst open, and a samurai sword flew out and landed in Ida Iryu's hand.

At this moment, Jing Long's sharp edge was fully revealed, and the sharp aura he exuded made Yuan Da Gu involuntarily turn his head to the side.

But this momentum came and went quickly. Iida Ryu slowly pushed his half-drawn sword back into its sheath and whispered: