please call me the magenta devil

Chapter 644 644. The first generation VS Bermuda, but mobile

On the other side, Susumu Hayata, who was stabbed through the abdominal cavity by a hand knife from Bermura, stood up tremblingly, and it was not difficult to see from the pale complexion that Susumu Hayata had reached the point of exhaustion.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be able to stand up."

Although Bermura's words seemed surprised, her tone was always calm, as if Hayata Shin stood up was what he expected.

"I used to be Ultraman, don't underestimate me!"

Hayata Jin breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his angry eyes and shouted loudly.

Bermuda didn't speak, and the propeller started up again, and he quickly came to Shin Hayata. He slapped Shin Hayata's chest with his left hand, pushed him away and smashed into the fence at the edge.

At this moment, Hayata Shin didn't even have the strength to stand up. He could only gasp and lean against the side wall that had just made a big hole. The original blue color timer on his chest had already turned red.

Bermuda raised his right palm, and the terrifying red heat energy slowly gathered.

"farewell."

"what--!!!"

At this moment, Bermuda noticed the movement above his head and immediately canceled his energy savings.

Just before the attacker landed, Bermuda jumped to distance himself.

The dust dissipated, revealing a male high school student in a standard superhero landing pose - Hayata Shinjiro.

"Shinjiro..."

Hayata Jin looked at the young man standing in front of him, and there was relief in his cloudy eyes.

"Are you okay, father?"

Hayata Shinjiro turned to look at his scarred father.

"Why did you come back, Shinjiro? Pfft..."

Susumu Hayata barely finished a sentence before spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"Father!...Father!"

Hayata Shinjiro also ignored Bermuda who seemed to be hanging up, and hurriedly helped Hayata Shinji to the wall again.

"I'm fine...haha..."

Hayata Susumu was coughing up blood foam, his eyelids were struggling, and he was so angry that he might stop eating at any time.

Shinjiro Hayata clenched his fists angrily, stood up, turned half of his head, and shouted:
"Hey, you bastard! This is the first time...for the first time in my life...that I want to mercilessly...destroy the other party completely! So..."

Hayata Shinjiro raised his right fist high, and a bluish-white light was shining on the fist, which aroused the resonance of the special instrument on the top of the base of the scientific special search team in the distance, and emitted a bluish-white beam straight into the sky.

This bluish-white beam enveloped Shinjiro Hayata. The Ultra Armor mounted on the special helicopter was decomposed and reassembled on Shinjiro Hayata's body in the light, finally synthesizing a set of red and white first-generation armor.

"Shinjiro—!"

Shin Hayata looked at the armor that looked familiar, and called out his son's voice excitedly. The Specium blades carried on both forearms were unfolded, and they looked very high-quality.

"Did that weapon use Specium?"

Bermuda still felt that he was quite friendly, so he tilted his head and asked.

Shinjiro Hayata did not answer Bermuda's question. He bent over and rushed towards Bermuda and shouted:
"Suffer to death!"

Shinjiro Hayata's thrusters were activated, and the Specium blades on both arms drew two magnificent bluish-white traces in the air. With Shinjiro Hayata's sharp hand knife, the end point was set on the ground where Bermuda was standing. .

Bermuda easily dodged Hayata Shinjiro's angry blow.

Shinjiro Hayata was not discouraged and hit Bermuda with a series of punches. Bermuda easily parried Shinjiro Hayata's attack with only his left arm.

"Drink!"

Shinjiro Hayata hit Bermuda in the face with a left hook. Bermuda dodged by rolling over, and then raised his right leg and whipped Shinjiro Hayata in the face.

The terrifying force directly kicked Shinjiro Hayata and slid out.

"Ah ah--!"

Shinjiro Hayata's anger grew stronger, and the thrusters were turned on again and headed straight towards Bermuda.

Bermuda refused to fight, turned around and activated the propeller to leave. Shinjiro Hayata made a flying dive and then hit Bermura's lower back with a horizontal hand knife.

After all, Director Bermuda was a qualified veteran, and he escaped with a simple sideways movement.

However, the Ultra gene hidden in Shinjiro Hayata's body obviously not only gave him natural strange powers, but also gave him some superb fighting instincts.

Shinjiro Hayata stopped suddenly, then flipped and kicked Bermuda on the head.

The powerful strange power exploded, and Bermuda was rewarded with a Hayata entering the wall of the same style as the old comrade.

"Much better than I expected."

"Compared with the original armor, the performance has been greatly improved."

The technician nodded excitedly.

"I'm not talking about armor, I'm talking about Shinjiro's power."

"Write-!"

Bermuda raised his left hand again, and a red energy beam spurted out, hitting Shinjiro Hayata's chest.

Shinjiro Hayata did not hide, he crossed his hands to block the crimson beam, and it was diverted behind Shinjiro Hayata under the action of the Specium Blade.

"Drink—!"

Shinjiro Hayata roared and rushed forward directly against Bermuda's beam.

Facing this newborn calf, Bermuda was a little panicked and moved back.

This guy is so reckless!More reckless than space pancakes!
"Is this an inescapable fate? From the moment I became... Ultraman, everything has already been decided."

Hayata Jin looked at his struggling son and muttered to himself.

Bermuda couldn't let Shinjiro Hayata get close to him anymore. He jumped back into the air, and the crimson beam on his left palm turned into a burst mode, but the release was obvious and it didn't hit Shinjiro Hayata.

Shinjiro Hayata couldn't fly, so he could only jump up and chase Bermuda, but Bermuda just flew upside down and used random crimson beams to add a little atmosphere to Shinjiro Hayata's running.

Shinjiro Hayata waved the Specium Blade on his right arm to chop off a red beam, and shouted angrily:
"Don't think you can escape because you can fly."

Hayata Shinjiro jumped up, reaching out to grab Bermuda's feet.

Bermuda couldn't do what he wanted. He flipped forward and struck Shinjiro Hayata on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground arbitrarily.

Bermula stood on the edge of the venue, released a crimson beam of light with both hands to cut a large piece, then jumped and stomped.

Huge building fragments fell on Shinjiro Hayata.

Shinjiro Hayata was unafraid, swung the Specium Blade to split it open, then suddenly jumped in front of Bermuda, grabbed Bermuda with both hands, and then turned over and threw Bermuda into On the green field of the venue.

"Caught you!"

Bermula made a big hole on the green field, and Bermula was lying at the bottom of the pit.

The blow just now was indeed a bit ruthless, and Bermura was also in a trance for a while.

"Drink!"

However, before Bermuda could get up, the reckless Hayata Shinjiro stomped Bermuda on the chest.

It's not that Bermuda has no means of countermeasures, her mouth glows with a bluish-white light, and the fragrance from her mouth blasts on Hayata Shinjiro's body, and a bluish-white flame bursts out.

Fortunately, Hayata Shinjiro wasn't really reckless enough to use his face to pick up other people's skills, and he did a backflip to open the distance.

"Damn it...this is simply nonsense."

Bermura is not talking nonsense, raising her right hand high is preparing for a Grandma Kret, and the terrifying blazing yellow energy slowly gathers into a small sun.

At this critical moment, the Specium Blades in Shinjiro Hayata's arms were closed.

"It seems... it's finally time for me to take the stage. Fighting against a serious mobile Ultraman... I haven't been so excited for a long time."

After Lu Xingzhou finished eating the popcorn in his hand, he stood up and stretched, preparing to enter the venue.

Bermuda will lose, at least with one arm broken. It can lose, but there is no need to lose one arm, even if it doesn't matter to the first generation of light ideology.

(End of this chapter)