They had been spotted. There was no way he could outrun the monsters, so he had no choice but to fight.
This should be... how to use it, right?
Qi Ming pressed his left hand against the Transformation Device and forcefully pushed the raised mechanism back down.
A warm, blazing light enveloped him.
Streams of light rose up, and a giant woven from red, silver, and purple appeared.
Ultraman Tiga made his entrance!
"So this really lets me transform... I'm so tall. My head feels like it's going to burst."
A massive flood of information surged into Qi Ming's mind, letting him instantly understand how to "use" this body.
What a long skill list...
"A new Ultraman Warrior? That stone statue came to life!" Seven, lying on the ground, was deeply surprised.
On one hand, he was delighted that a brand-new power had come to their aid. On the other, he worried that this Ultraman would meet the same fate as him.
"Roar!" Upon seeing a living Tiga, the three Super-Ancient monsters reacted even more fiercely. They roared and assumed sharper attacking stances.
"Three against one right from the start? That's a bit tricky."
When was the last time he had fought three opponents at once? Oh, right—it seemed to have been at the London Zoo, when he had driven off three furious kangaroos kicking an eight-year-old girl.
Qi Ming spread into a stance and moved laterally in cross-steps, confronting the three monsters.
His neighbor, an uncle named Qing Zizai, was a martial artist. After entering university, he had also met an elderly archaeology professor who was a true master.
They had seen that Qi Ming possessed exceptional bones, an imposing appearance and build, a silver tongue, sharp wit, and an upright heart. All of them agreed that such a rare talent would withstand the greatest storms in the future, so they had poured all their unique skills into teaching him.
Thus, Qi Ming considered himself somewhat versed in fighting techniques. As long as nothing unexpected happened, dealing with three monsters that only knew how to rampage with brute strength would not be a problem.
"And I can use a weapon." After pacing over to Seven's side, Qi Ming grabbed the Ice Axe from atop Seven's head with his right hand. "Borrowing this."
With that, he gripped the Ice Axe normally and took the initiative to attack.
Melba, standing at the front, bore the brunt of it. Qi Ming leaped forward and brought the axe down vertically, but Melba immediately used its sickle-shaped right arm to intercept Tiga's right arm.
"Got you." Qi Ming twisted his wrist and coordinated with both hands. His left hand pulled back and hooked Melba's arm while his right hand, holding the Ice Axe, sliced along Melba's right arm and cut straight through its throat.
The agonizing pain drew out a long wail from Melba. Though it did not die, the organ in its throat that gathered energy to fire Melba Nic Ray had been destroyed, leaving it temporarily unable to fight.
Qi Ming was about to finish it off when Golza once again swung its tail upright, sweeping at Tiga's lower body.
Qi Ming reacted quickly after being struck. Supporting himself on one hand, he used the momentum to kick Golza in the head from a reclined position. After dealing it a heavy frontal blow, he once again opened up a safe distance.
"I remember Golza fires its Super Sonic Wave from its forehead. That should have affected it somewhat."
While calculating, Qi Ming charged toward the last monster, Garula.
He gathered energy into his right knee and launched himself into a flying knee strike, knocking Garula to the ground.
Sky Pillar Strike!
Seven, sprawled on the ground, and Team Member Kishida and Team Member Yamanaka, who had emerged from the crashed Falcon 1, were stunned.
He had crushed all three monsters the moment they met—so fast, so powerful!
"Who exactly are you?" Seven could not help asking. He knew very well that there was no one like him in the Land of Light.
"An archaeologist passing by," Qi Ming replied as he adjusted his posture.
An archaeologist?
Shouldn't he have been a kung fu master or a fighting champion? Could an archaeologist really use techniques as fierce as a Demon Ghost and as graceful as a butterfly?
Qi Ming said, "We'll talk later."
Right now, the three monsters before him were the most important thing.
The probing was over. It was time to switch to the more powerful Strong Form and finish this.
He crossed his arms over the Tiga Crystal on his forehead, then forcefully swept them downward.
Nothing happened.
Huh? Why didn't anything change?
Then, the more agile aerial form?
Still nothing changed.
"Ding-dong—ding-dong—ding-dong." The next moment, the Color Timer on Tiga's chest began flashing.
Qi Ming could hardly believe it.
Wasn't he supposed to be able to stay active on Earth for three minutes? Only one minute had passed!
Wait, I think I know what Integration Level: 30% means now.
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