Hu Xiaotian pressed another button. An invisible lifting force surged from his back, like an unseen hand seizing his body and flinging him violently upward. Seeing his head about to hit the cabin ceiling, he shielded his face with both hands and braced his arms against it, only to plunge straight back down. The invisible thrust then sent him hurtling forward like a rocket. Old Monster Beize hastily leaped aside to avoid being caught in his path. Hu Xiaotian knew he must have accidentally pressed the flight button and hurriedly pressed a third. He would have been better off leaving it alone. The moment he pressed it, his body began spinning like a top, and his head slammed into the wall, leaving him dizzy and dazed.
Fortunately, the collision had not knocked all sense out of him, and he did not dare press any more buttons. Inspiration struck in his desperation, and he yanked the Lightsaber from his waist. The Winged Armor drew its energy from the Lightsaber. Once he removed its power source, this mad thrashing would naturally stop.
Sure enough, once he pulled out the Lightsaber, the wings swiftly folded together and retracted automatically into the backpack.
Old Monster Beize clicked his tongue in wonder. "I've seen Winged Armor before, but it was all made of metal. I've never seen anything like this." Hu Xiaotian thought, Never mind you-I've never seen it either. Anything these Visitors from Beyond had treasured enough to keep aboard their craft was clearly important, high-tech equipment. Though he had been battered into a sorry state, he had at least learned something about the Winged Armor's functions. The craft's interior was far too cramped to use it properly. Once he escaped, he would find somewhere spacious and practice. If he could fly freely with