Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

Zhao Ming muttered something, and instantly, a mysterious and powerful energy gushed out of his body. This was accompanied by a flash of dazzling golden light, which spread rapidly like ripples.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ming, who was wearing the diamond armor, exuded an amazing aura, and his body began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Ming's figure had become comparable to that of the ferocious monster, Jomonoid. At this moment, he stood majestically like an unshakable mountain.

"That's enough!" Zhao Ming roared, his eyes wide open, his voice like a bell. Instantly, he took a step forward, waving his strong and powerful arms, and rushed towards Jomonoid like a god of war.

As Zhao Ming swung his arms, a whistling sound erupted, the sound sharp and piercing, as if tearing through the air. When his arms collided with Jomonoid's massive body, a loud "bang" was heard, and the entire space seemed to tremble.

However, this was only the beginning. Zhao Ming didn't let this brief contact stop him. Instead, he seized the opportunity to continuously channel all his energy into his fists. His fists shone with a dazzling light, imbued with boundless power.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ming unleashed a torrential, swift attack upon Jomonoid. Each of his punches carried the force of thunder, slamming fiercely into the monster's body. Each blow was accompanied by a resounding, resounding sound that seemed to pierce the air.

This heavy armor seemed tailor-made for Zhao Ming, perfectly matching his immense strength and agility. Every piece of metal on the armor shone brilliantly under the influence of supernatural powers, further enhancing Zhao Ming's offensive power.

Although Jomonoid was being beaten back by Zhao Ming's fierce attack, it was still a powerful monster and naturally would not give in so easily. It opened its bloody mouth and let out a deafening roar, while its enormous tail swept across like a steel whip.

Wherever the tail swept, a fierce wind blew, sending sand and rocks flying. Faced with this sudden attack, Zhao Ming showed no fear. Relying on the superior defense and strength granted by his heavy armor, he stood firm, then reached out with both hands and accurately grasped the monster's massive tail.

Zhao Ming gripped the monster's tail tightly, veins bulging in his arms and muscles tensing. He shouted loudly and pulled hard, unexpectedly lifting the massive Jomonoid completely.

Then, he spun the monster in the air several times quickly as if he was dancing with a light wooden stick, and suddenly let go, throwing Jomonoid far away like a sandbag.

The villagers, who had been panicking and fleeing in all directions due to the monster's sudden appearance, involuntarily stopped in their tracks. They stared in amazement at the striking figure ahead—Zhao Ming!

He was wearing a set of two-color armor that shone with brilliant gold and white light, and he looked as majestic as a god of war descending from the sky.

Zhao Ming's extremely powerful body exuded an unparalleled strength. In just a few moves, he defeated the ferocious and brutal monster.

You Shalei, who was standing aside, stared at Zhao Ming, who was wearing diamond armor, with her deep eyes, and thought to herself: Although the person in front of her was not the legendary giant of light, but from the armor energy emanating from his body representing the power of law, it can be clearly judged that he is undoubtedly a righteous man who stands firmly on the side of mankind.

At the same time, on the road not far from the village, a woman carrying a huge sword and wearing tough leather armor was hurriedly walking.

When she reached a fork in the road, she stopped in her tracks, her face hesitant, unsure of which direction to take. At that moment, the swordswoman, Maholoba, without hesitation, raised high the dazzling bronze staff she had been clutching in her left hand.

Miraculously, the bronze rod seemed to possess a will of its own, its light constantly flickering in a specific direction. Thus, Mahroba journeyed forward, guided by this light, and ultimately arrived at this land.

This road was exactly the only way to the village where Amui lived. Seeing this, the woman was overjoyed and immediately quickened her pace, running towards the village like the wind.

It turns out that during this long journey, whenever the magic wand in his hand showed such a strong reaction, it meant that there must be a monster lurking not far in this direction.

Therefore, Mahroba knew that time was running out and she had to get to her destination as soon as possible to help the people there fight against the evil monster.

Zhao Ming's aura suddenly changed, and he shouted "Vajra Mountain Fist!" His elbow was shining brightly, and energy gathered madly, as if a towering mountain had condensed on that small elbow.

As the light flickered, the faint shadow of a mountain appeared beside his elbow. The shadow was thick and majestic, exuding an endless sense of oppression.

In an instant, Zhao Ming rushed towards the monster Jomonoid like an arrow from a bow. A punch infused with the power of the mountain launched with overwhelming force. A sharp whistling sound echoed in the air, as if the very space itself was shaken by the punch.

The blow landed heavily on Jomonoid's body, causing a deafening roar. The monster's massive body shook violently under the blow, and its once iron-hard outer shell actually began to crack, like an ancient city wall struck by a huge force.

Jomonoid let out a painful roar, and his huge body fell backwards uncontrollably, raising a cloud of dust.

Zhao Ming, however, did not let down his guard, his eyes fixed on the fallen monster. He knew that the monster was extremely tenacious, and the previous attack might not be enough to completely defeat it.

As expected, Jomonoid quickly struggled to stand up, his eyes full of anger and ferocity. He rushed towards Zhao Ming again, and a more intense battle was about to break out.

Zhao Ming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then began to slowly adjust his breathing rhythm according to the Taoist Six-Character Breathing Method. As his breath flowed and his mind worked, his heart, which had been restless due to the surging blood, gradually calmed down, as if he were in the tranquility of a lake.

Then, with a crisp sound, Zhao Ming suddenly raised his left foot and stomped it down hard. In an instant, the ground seemed to have been struck hard, and a deep crack was created.

This powerful impact force is transmitted upward along the legs, reaches the waist, and then quickly spreads to every corner of the body.

The diamond armor covering Zhao Ming's body suddenly shone with a dazzling light, like a blazing sun in the sky. "Stand still like a mountain!" He chanted the diamond armor's combat mantra, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his lower body as solid as a rock.

As the mantra sounded, a vast and boundless strange energy continuously gathered in Zhao Ming's hands.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a towering Mount Tai, his stability intimidating. One could even vaguely see the shadow of a towering mountain rising behind him, merging with him.

Meanwhile, the massive, hideous monster, Jomonoid, opened its bloody maw, roared deafeningly, and charged angrily towards Zhao Ming, who was in the diamond armor, with heavy steps. Its massive body carried an overwhelming force, seemingly ready to crush everything beneath its feet.

Yet, facing such a ferocious attack, Zhao Ming remained unfazed. He stretched out his arms, clenched his fists tightly, and with immense force, blocked the monster Jomonoid's charge. Despite the monster's incredible impact, Zhao Ming remained motionless, like an unshakable mountain.

"Move like thunder!" Zhao Ming shouted the mantra again, and at the same time, his movements changed instantly. His left arm clenched into a fist, raised high and swung horizontally, showing a posture ready to strike;

A dazzling golden energy ball condensed in the palm of his right hand. This energy seemed to contain endless power of mountains and seas, which was terrifying.

"The power of heaven and earth, the Vajra Mountain and Sea Fist!" Along with Zhao Ming's roar like thunder, the aura of his whole body suddenly changed drastically.

The fist that was just vaguely ready to strike was now retracted at lightning speed and clenched tightly into a fist, as if to gather the infinite power of the entire universe into his palm.

The next moment, Zhao Ming swung his arms, which contained terrifying power, forward fiercely and swiftly, like lightning across the night sky...