I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Both landed and turned to look at each other in surprise.

They seemed completely unprepared for the opponent to be this strong.

This isn't a human body at all, is it?

That's really powerful.

Masaki Keigo gritted his teeth, his face gradually turning red.

Daigo's expression remained normal; he was simply pondering Masaki Keigo's identity.

P.S.: Cough cough cough, I didn't expect to be delayed again today. I'm sleeping at a friend's house tonight.

But don't worry, there will be two more chapters as promised.

One more chapter left, I absolutely have to update!

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Chapter 52 Master Chef Moroboshi Dan

"I have to admit, I really underestimated you, Daigo."

Masaki Keigo clutched his fractured arm. He never expected that his body, strengthened by the Holy Church, would be unable to withstand Daigo's kick, and that his bones would crack.

"Actually, I underestimated you too." Daigo said seriously, "There are always people more capable than you, and there is always a higher level to reach. I thought I could make you fall into a coma and reduce your pain without having to use my full strength, but I failed and instead caused you to suffer the pain of a fractured bone."

He's a man who underwent special training from Ultraman Seven and earned Seven's approval.

Surprisingly, he didn't gain much advantage against Masaki Keigo.

Even though he had already restrained himself.

But that force is enough to knock someone unconscious.

He won't get better without spending at least two weeks in the hospital.

As it turned out, Masaki Keigo was still full of energy.

Masaki Keigo's lips twitched, and his desire to beat Daigo up intensified.

He twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, and said, "Come on, let me see your true strength. I'm not as fragile as you think. I'm very strong."

“I was planning to do this anyway, without you having to tell me. After all, you don’t intend to give up so easily, do you? Only by defeating you can I leave this place.” Daigo’s resolute gaze fell upon Masaki Keigo.

Ultraman training involves much more than just that much strength.

Damn it, don't underestimate the results of Ultraman's special training.

This is not to be insulted.

Daigo once again assumed a kicking stance, the power of light within his body flowing like boiling water to his legs.

His gaze was fixed intently on Masaki Keigo.

This time, I'm going to unleash a truly perfect waterfall kick.

Prepare yourself, Masaki Keigo.

Masaki Keigo remained expressionless, his face somewhat gloomy. He seemed to have sensed the extraordinary power emanating from Daigo as well.

This flying kick was likely beyond his expectations.

He has to give it his all.

We need to be careful.

Daigo is just a lucky guy.

I haven't paid attention to it for a while, how did it become so strong?

Masaki Keigo was filled with questions, but he didn't ask. After all, asking his enemy a question would be far too foolish.

"I'm here, damn it!" Daigo realized.

He leaped into the air, unleashing a flying kick that rained down from the heavens with irresistible force and overwhelming pressure. It resembled that legendary palm strike that descended from the sky…

Her legs seemed to radiate a faint glow, as if they were gilded.

Masaki Keigo's expression was solemn; instead of retreating, he advanced.

"Then let's do it!" Masaki Keigo roared.

He leaped into the air, intending to fight Daigo.

……

A few seconds later, Masaki Keigo collapsed to the ground.

Even though his body had been strengthened by the Holy Church.

But he still couldn't withstand Daigo's flying kick.

After a sharp pain, Masaki Keigo rolled his eyes, his body stiffened, and he fell straight to the ground.

He was lying there, completely lifeless.

Daigo also breathed a sigh of relief and landed safely.

It seems he won after all.

He gave Masaki Keigo a deep look.

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

He encountered someone whose strength was beyond his imagination.

Daigo stepped forward to search Masaki Keigo's body, hoping to find out his identity.

Disappointingly, Masaki Keigo had nothing on him that could prove his identity.

In addition, the new town was pressing them, asking why Daigo hadn't arrived yet.

Daigo then dragged Masaki Keigo aside, found a shady spot, and settled him there casually.

Although he caused Masaki Keigo to be injured, it was something Masaki Keigo brought upon himself.

Let's wait until Masaki Keigo wakes up, then call the hospital for treatment ourselves.

……

After Daigo left.

Placed at Masaki Keigo's place.

Two Kirielod figures appeared.

For a genius like Masaki Keigo.

They are still paying attention to them.

Since Masaki Keigo has come to cause trouble for Ultraman Tiga's human form, they have no choice but to come and see.

Regardless of which side wins, they all need to watch.

If they win, they watch; if they lose, they come out and try to poach the players.

Fortunately, Daigo meant no harm; even after winning, he simply set Masaki Keigo aside.

It made things easier for the Kirielod people.

The two of them silently dragged Masaki Keigo along, intending to take him back for treatment.

“Tiga’s human form seems to be stronger than before,” one of the Kirieloids said.

"Yes, that's interesting. Masaki Keigo just charged in like a fool, relying on the Holy Church's power. He's a bit naive," another Kirieloid said. "However, while Tiga's human form is strong, it's nothing compared to us Flame Demon Warriors, the Kirieloids."

Their leader, the Kirielod, is Gatanothor!

They are a great clan with a history spanning countless years!

What is the mere human form of Ultraman Tiga?

The two Kirieloids chatted as they dragged Masaki Keigo along, their figures gradually disappearing into the shadows.

"Ughhhhh..." Masaki Keigo, who was unconscious, was pricked in the kidney by a stone on the ground and let out an unconscious wail.

……

Morning, at the Wuma family's house.

Wumaquan awoke.

This time he wasn't dreaming.

I had a very good sleep.

A cup of hot milk at night ensures a restful sleep, leaving you feeling refreshed the next day.

This is what a simple and unpretentious life is like.

He got up and found that breakfast had been prepared and placed on the table, steaming hot, and had only been made a short time ago.

He was slightly surprised, thinking it was Xiao Qi who did it.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a miniature Seven wearing an apron and carrying a small plate of desserts.

"You're up! Come on, let's have breakfast," Seven said, jumping onto the table.

"You actually prepared breakfast for us?" Wumaquan asked in surprise.

"On a whim, come on, come on, let's see if my cooking skills have deteriorated." Seven, Dan Moroboshi was a restaurant chef in a certain theatrical version, so his culinary skills are naturally beyond question.

Wumaquan enjoyed a delicious breakfast.

Xiao Qi was squatting motionless in the potted plant next to him; it seemed he hadn't woken up yet.

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