22: The power of shining

Shining Light Armor, Constant Flash Form.

Based on the Basic Breathing Technique, maintain breathing for a long time during combat to stimulate the dormant power of the Light Armor.

"Roar! !"

The monster roared, looking at the dazzling armor, angrily waving its claws.

Accompanying the swing of its sharp claws, the sky-filled gale instantly transformed into countless invisible blades, coiling around Cheng Yang from all directions.

Streams of wind, like vine-like serpents, bound the armor, firmly pinning Cheng Yang in place.

However, Cheng Yang merely held his sword with both hands, adopting a parrying stance.

The attack landed, and dust billowed.

The concrete ground shattered into bits, and cars were sent flying by the attack's aftermath.

The crowd fleeing the battle scene in the distance only felt a tremendous roar behind them, and a massive tornado, swirling with dust, almost engulfed the tall buildings.

"Roar!"

Seeing the attack land, the monster roared excitedly, constantly rubbing a nearby wrecked car with its claws.

However, in the next second, golden light shone from within the dust.

Cheng Yang was completely unharmed, maintaining his parrying stance!

The monster's excited roar paused, as if it couldn't believe its attack had caused no damage at all.

"Roar!"

It immediately roared again in a fit of rage.

The sky-filled gale twisted together, forming a massive tornado that assaulted Cheng Yang.

Swish!

However, only a crisp hum was heard.

The golden figure vanished like an illusion, and the massive tornado struck empty air, landing on the already broken concrete ground.

The monster was first stunned, then quickly pulled back.

Its ferocious eyes scanned its surroundings, finally catching sight of Cheng Yang's rapidly approaching figure.

The wind holes covering its entire body rapidly whipped up strong winds with full force, blowing directly at the charging Cheng Yang, attempting to blow him away.

However, Cheng Yang merely held his sword with both hands, his charging momentum completely unbroken.

The strong winds rushing towards him were easily sliced apart, like silk being cut by a sharp blade.

"Swish!"

The golden blade struck.

The monster desperately raised its claws to parry, and the scales on its arms quickly closed, attempting to defend.

But it was still a step too late; under the golden blade's light, the blocking arm was easily severed and flung into the air.

"Roar! !"

Amidst painful wails, the monster stumbled and fell to the ground, closing the scales all over its body, adopting a defensive stance.

It controlled the surrounding wind, sending it all towards Cheng Yang.

However, in Constant Flash Form, this level of wind couldn't hinder Cheng Yang in the slightest!

Swish swish swish!

The golden sword blade swung continuously.

The incoming wind blades were constantly shredded, turning into a sky full of fragmented wind.

Until the surrounding wind steadily weakened, Cheng Yang seized the opportunity and drew a card.

Click!

As the Light Shadow Thorn F card was inserted into the Summoner, golden light continuously overflowed from the sword blade.

The monster also sensed the danger and struggled to resist.

"Light Shadow Thorn."

Swish!

As the sword blade was aimed at the monster and thrust into the void, countless light thorns densely and completely shot towards the monster.

Like countless light arrows piercing through its heart, the monster was quickly penetrated by the countless light arrows and pinned to the ground.

Cheng Yang retracted the golden light on his body, touched his waist, and drew an empty card.

Whoosh.

The blank card, as it was thrown, transformed into a golden white light, enveloping the incapacitated and immobile monster.

The monster's energy was also continuously drawn from its body, transforming into a Monster F card, floating in the air.

And the monster from which the energy had been extracted turned into a comatose tapir, lying on the ground.

It seems this monster was transformed from an animal.

Cheng Yang looked at the tapir on the ground, once again feeling a chilling malice that was completely unconcealed.

It was as if an invisible net hung in the air, shrouding the city.

Countless dense eyes peered through the gaps in that large net, indifferently scrutinizing him.

They were weighing their calculations in their hearts.

He looked up at the sky, only to see the oppressive, ink-like, heavy and gloomy sky.

It seemed as though a torrential downpour could descend at any moment.

The battle ended, and the commotion subsided.

There was no need for Cheng Yang to remain; he drew the Motorcycle F card and inserted it into the Summoner.

A platinum-gold Light Motorcycle was summoned, floating before him.

Mounting the Motorcycle F, Cheng Yang quickly left the battle scene, found a secluded corner, and deactivated his transformation.

And just as he deactivated his transformation, the gloomy sky outside, as if no longer hiding, unleashed a torrential downpour.

"So, it's raining after all."

Cheng Yang put away his Summoner, stretched out his hand, and felt the cold rain outside.

...

Although it was already November, autumn, Lai Guang City welcomed a torrential downpour that surpassed summer's intensity.

The heavy rain continued intermittently for three days and still hadn't stopped.

Unlike summer's heavy rains, which brought coolness and refreshment,

the autumn rain carried a bone-chilling coldness, striking the body like countless icy knives.

"November 6th, the heavy rain is still continuing."

"Temperatures remain between 0℃ and 6℃. Please, all citizens, prepare for rain when going out and avoid wading through water."

"This station's news will continue to report for you."

"On November 3rd, the newly appeared monster has been eliminated by the Armored Warrior."

"The Armored Warrior, in this appearance, also showcased a Motorcycle F mount, which can not only fly but also moves extremely fast."

"Where exactly does the Armored Warrior come from, and what other abilities does he hide..."

"Hoo, hoo."

The television continued to play, while Cheng Yang, shirtless and carrying a hundred kilograms of weight, continuously did push-ups.

Sweat constantly dripped from his body onto the floor, and his arm muscles were filled with lactic acid, constantly throbbing with soreness and swelling.

Since the last monster battle, it had been raining heavily outside.

Many low-lying old districts in Lai Guang City were already submerged by accumulated water.

Naturally, Cheng Yang had no way to go outside for a run and practice his Basic Breathing Technique.

He could only devote all his time to strength training.

He trained himself almost like torture.

During his study breaks, Lin Ti also observed Cheng Yang's internal sense of crisis.

And his sense of responsibility.

These pushed Cheng Yang to train himself through self-inflicted torment.

And not just that.

Cheng Yang dared not stop; once he stopped training, what would engulf him was not just guilt.

Since he had been chosen by the "Light Armor," how could he be lazy and stop training himself?

If he did, how could he face the Summoner that chose him, and the "Light Armor" that chose him?

Therefore, once Cheng Yang stopped training and refining himself,

guilt and anxiety would rise from the depths of his heart.