Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

In the Super Victory Team's command room, Fei Niao suddenly shouted, "I don't accept this. You are deliberately retaliating. I want to appeal!"

"The appeal is dismissed, but as a mercy to the judge, I can give you a chance to vote democratically." Zhao Ming said, his lips curled up slightly. He looked at everyone and said, "Those who support the Aspen team writing the report, please raise your hands!"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and then Kariya was the first to raise his hand. With a playful smile on his face, he said playfully, "Asuka, I'm giving you a chance to practice."

Nakajima also raised his hand and joked: "Keep writing, Asuka. We are counting on you."

Then, Koda and Midorikawa Mai also raised their hands, as if to give Asuka sympathetic glances.

Liang hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his hand slowly. He was secretly glad that thanks to Feiniao's presence today, Zhao Ming did not succeed in school.

Asuka's eyes gradually became dim, as if his soul had been taken away. He cast his ashen gaze at Kibi Gosuke, hoping that the captain could say something to help him. However, Kibi Gosuke just shrugged helplessly, as if to say, "There's nothing I can do."

Zhao Ming glanced around, a smug smile on his face, like a cunning fox. "Alright, the results are in, it's passed unanimously. The majority supports Fei Niao writing the report! Team Fei Niao, just stay in the command room and write the report! Everyone else go back to the dormitory and sleep today!"

"Understood!" Everyone felt relieved, their faces filled with excited smiles as they happily walked out of the command room. Before leaving, they looked at Fei Niao with eyes full of encouragement, saying, "Come on! I believe you can do it."

Feiniao slumped dejectedly in his chair, muttering, "This is not a democratic vote at all, it's clearly a conspiracy to frame me." But even though he complained, he still had to pick up his pen and start worrying about the 10,000-word report, otherwise Zhao Ming would definitely deduct his salary.

"Haha...you are such a bad guy!" In the corridor leading to the outskirts of the base, Liang and Zhao Ming held hands and stood shoulder to shoulder, laughing and joking.

Zhao Ming chuckled and said, "This is the price you pay for being the center of attention and incurring public wrath. Who made Fei Niao act so flamboyant today? He stole all the limelight and didn't even bother recommending his own teammates!"

Liang covered his mouth and chuckled, "But Asuka is quite pitiful. She has to write a 10,000-word report in the middle of the night."

Zhao Ming said disapprovingly: "He deserves to suffer a little. And this is also a good opportunity to improve his writing skills." As they talked, the two walked towards the outskirts of the mountain area and began their romantic date under the moon and flowers.

Under the big tree with lush branches and leaves in the base mountain, Zhao Ming and Liang huddled together tightly on the carpet formed by soft grass. They looked up at the bright starry sky with twinkling stars.

Zhao Ming tilted his head slightly, gazed at Liang affectionately, and whispered, "Liang, time is so beautiful. With you by my side, even the starry sky has become more beautiful."

Liang's lips curled up into a sweet smile. She gently held Zhao Ming's hand and responded, "Yes, every moment with you is so precious to me."

The gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if accompanying their sweet talk. Zhao Ming and Liang stood facing each other, their eyes meeting as if an invisible force flowed.

They slowly extended their hands, palms facing each other, and gently grasped each other. In an instant, a strange feeling came over them. The yin and yang magnetic fields in their bodies blended perfectly at this moment, forming a peaceful state.

This fusion wasn't simply physical contact, but a deep exchange of energy. Their bodies trembled slightly, as if undergoing a miraculous baptism. Solitary yang cannot flourish, solitary yin cannot be born; this, too, is a unique path of spiritual practice.

In this process, Zhao Ming felt Liang's warmth and strength, while Liang also experienced Zhao Ming's tenacity and wisdom. Their hearts seemed to merge at this moment, exploring the ultimate mysteries of the universe together.

As time passed, the power of this fusion grew stronger. Their bodies were gradually enveloped by a faint light, as if merging with the surrounding world. Within this light, they beheld countless scenes: mountains and rivers, the stars and the sea, and the mysteries of the endless cycle of all things in the world.

Finally, when the light gradually dissipated, Zhao Ming and Liang slowly opened their eyes, their faces filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. This was not just a physical contact, but also a spiritual communication.

At that moment, they realized the true meaning of spiritual practice and found their spiritual home. Liang felt the growing power of will within her body, the force coursing through her meridians, bringing waves of warmth.

This is not only the result of their own cultivation, but also a reflection of the deep bond between them. As long as they follow this correct path, they will awaken their special abilities and possess a powerful force beyond heaven and earth in the future!

Zhao Ming keenly noticed the subtle changes in Liang's body and asked with concern: "Liang, how does the energy in your body feel now? Is there anything abnormal?"

Liang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. A faint smile appeared on her face. She nodded and said, "It's getting stronger and stronger. I can clearly feel that my strength is constantly improving."

Zhao Ming listened and continued, "As long as your willpower can continue to grow, when it reaches the solar level, you will be able to awaken the power lock I left in your body."

Liang's eyes suddenly widened, her face filled with disbelief. She asked in surprise, "Ability lock? Did you really create it? And... when did you put it in my body?"

The corners of Zhao Ming's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile. He deliberately kept it a secret, then leaned close to Liang's ear and whispered, "Of course..."

His voice was so low, like a mosquito's, that Liang had to put her ear to his lips to hear what he said. However, when she finally heard what Zhao Ming said, her face instantly felt like it was burned by fire, red from her ears to her entire cheeks, as if steam would burst out of her ears in the next moment.

"You're such a frivolous fellow!" Liang raised her fist and angrily punched him. The next moment, Zhao Ming domineeringly blocked Liang's lips, and his tongue tip gently pried open her lips, moving slowly and gently.

Liang's eyes widened, and her mind went blank in an instant. Zhao Ming's breath sprayed hotly on her face. His kiss was irresistible and domineering, yet gentle and affectionate.

Liang's heartbeat was pounding wildly in her chest, the only sound in her ears being her own chaotic heartbeat. Her resistance gradually became weak, and her hands slipped from his chest. It was as if all her strength had been drained from her, and she could only lean weakly in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ming slowly released her. Liang's cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes blurry and flustered, her chest heaving with breathless gasps. She glared at Zhao Ming with a hint of embarrassment and bewilderment.

Zhao Ming didn't say anything. He waved his hands and opened a golden portal leading to Liang's room. He carried Liang's soft body into the room and laid her on the bed.

Liang looked at Zhao Ming with a mixture of shame and annoyance, but more of an indescribable sweetness. Zhao Ming looked at her tenderly, gently brushing the hair from her cheek.

He waved his hand to remove his uniform and pressed forward, the two of them hugged each other. Every touch ignited the fire in their hearts, and they moved forward on the path of pursuing the Yin and Yang.

For a moment, the whole room was filled with the poem: The delicate fragrance of orchid and musk can be smelled, and the skin can be seen through the slender silk. There is no limit to the love in the place where the delicate cry stops, and the numb chest is sweating due to the wind on the head.

The next day, Zhao Ming was cuddling Liang's delicate body in his arms, deep in sleep, his even snoring echoing in the quiet room. Suddenly, the sharp sound of the WIT communicator broke the silence.

He was startled in his sleep by the sudden sound, his brows furrowed and he muttered something in dissatisfaction. He groped for the communicator and pressed the answer button.

When the communicator screen lit up and he saw Camilla on the other end, Zhao Ming suddenly woke up, his lazy expression disappearing. He sat up straight, and the delicate body in his arms was also awakened by this movement, and she whimpered in dissatisfaction.

Camilla's eyes were cold, and her voice was full of sarcasm as she said, "Mr. Zhao, where have you been having fun again? Come back to the office quickly! Something unusual has happened again."

Zhao Ming yawned and ignored Camilla. After calming down, he asked, "What's the big deal so early in the morning?"

"Mayumi wants to see you about something!" Camilla briefly explained the situation. The little girl had been having nightmares for several days. In her dreams, a huge plasma cloud always appeared, and then a huge talking human-faced Gyouhuo bird appeared and attacked her.

"The human-faced bird?" Zhao Ming's face instantly grew serious as he recalled the incident. "Wait, I'll be there soon." He woke up Liang Hou, waved his hand, and quickly dressed himself and headed towards the office...