Seeing Tang Cheng acting strangely and seriously, Old Tang's anger, which he had been trying to suppress, suddenly flared up again.
"You little brat, I think you deserve a beating."
"No, don't rush, Dad. You'll see when you watch it."
Tang Cheng dashed to the door of the study, stood by the door talking as he shrank into the study.
His dad said that if he hits someone, he really will, so we should talk things out first before getting close to him.
"I'd like to see what tricks you can pull off."
Old Tang stood up, casually pulling his belt into his hand; his posture suggested he was ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
Following Tang Cheng into the study, Tang Cheng had already moved the desks and chairs, clearing a space around the room.
"If you're going to put on some kind of fortune-telling, divination, or shamanistic performance for me, then I'm not watching, I'm just going to slap you."
That's what he said, but Old Tang wasn't in a hurry to make a move. After all, he wanted to see what Tang Cheng was going to show him.
"Where are they? They're all scams, don't I know that?"
Tang Cheng smiled helplessly. Even if he correctly predicted such a mysterious thing, it wouldn't be very convincing; at best, it would be like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.
Using legitimate magic is much more convincing.
The Rejuvenation Technique doesn't have a strong visual effect, and it's not suitable to directly injure yourself at home. In terms of performance, the Explosive Counter Spell is more eye-catching.
"Dad, close the door."
Before taking any action, Tang Cheng first drew the curtains, covering everything completely, as if he were about to do something naughty.
"What, are you afraid your mom will see?"
Old Tang closed the door behind him. The study was usually where he worked from home. When they were kids, as soon as he closed the door, Tang Cheng and his mother would find a bedroom to stay in. After all, many of their jobs involved highly confidential information, and as members of the family, they were very aware of the importance of keeping secrets.
"Okay, Dad, look carefully, I don't have anything on me right now."
To give his father a clearer view, Tang Cheng took off his shirt, revealing an upper body that was so thin it looked like skin and bones.
"What, are you going to do a magic trick?"
Old Tang didn't know what he was trying to do, but judging from his manner, it was as if he were about to perform magic.
"Come on, let me check."
Tang Cheng, shirtless, stood there, and Old Tang came up and checked all of his pockets.
"Okay, okay, I've taken it off."
Tang Cheng couldn't argue with Old Tang's meticulous attitude, so he simply took off his pants, leaving him only in a pair of bright red underwear.
Old Tang then stood aside, ready to see what Tang Cheng would do.
"Watch closely, don't blink."
Tang Cheng gave a hint, then assumed a lunge stance, placed one hand in front of his chest, and whispered, "Shield, come!"
Just as he had anticipated, the spell began to work after his actions and words met the conditions for casting the spell.
This time he took off all his clothes, and the exposed skin made the spellcasting process even more obvious.
First, a sliver of light appeared from his lower abdomen, as if he had eaten a light strip. This light first appeared from his lower abdomen, circled around his abdomen a few times, and then quickly converged on Tang Cheng's arm.
Then, with a bang, a shield-like armor radiating white light appeared on Tang Cheng's arm, which was protecting his chest. The shield opened up and completely covered Tang Cheng's chest.
"Dad, look, this is magic."
With his Explosive Reactive Armor deployed, Tang Cheng no longer needed to maintain a pose. He raised his shielded hand and waved it at Old Tang.
"What, what, what is this?"
Old Tang felt like he had lived most of his life in vain.
He had never seen this thing before.
Fearing it might be a hallucination, he stepped forward, grabbed Tang Cheng's arm, and then touched the magically formed armor.
It has a strong tactile feel, and the texture feels very realistic when you squeeze it. There's no doubt that this thing is real.
"Dad, do you believe me now?"
Tang Cheng shook his hand, and the shield continued to sway with his movement.
"What you said is actually true."
Old Tang ran to his desk, found a pair of glasses, put them on, and examined the item closely.
"What's the name of this spell?"
Old Tang's curiosity was piqued by the magic that had appeared before his eyes.
"This is called Explosive Counter Spell. Brother Li and the others said it's similar to the Explosive Reactive Armor on tanks."
Tang Cheng thought about it. He wasn't interested in military affairs; he only knew about these things when chatting with others while learning magic.
" Explosive Reactive Armor? Impossible! The material, the thickness, and there are no explosives inside."
Old Tang stared at the armor and pondered for a while.
"Come on, stand here, let me try it out."
Having nothing of value and no weapons to test its power, Old Tang looked around and, luckily, had his belt with him.
"No, why are you hitting me again?"
Tang Cheng groaned and turned his head, sticking his butt out.
Old Tang kicked him in the butt, "I'm going to test the armor, who's going to beat you up?"
"Oh oh."
Tang Cheng turned around, raised the shield, and shrank back.
"Be careful, Dad."
He hadn't actually tested the shield to see what its specific effects were.
"Whoosh!"
With a swift pull of his belt, Old Tang struck the shield directly, and the shield caught it without even flinching.
"Yes, it really works."
Tang Cheng, hiding behind the shield, saw that it had indeed blocked his father's beatings; it was truly effective.
"It seems we can't test the shield's effectiveness at home."
Old Tang was somewhat dissatisfied. He wanted to stop what he was doing and take the shield that Tang Cheng had given him for a comprehensive test.
"I knew this was awesome..."
Seeing that his father couldn't break through his defenses, Tang Cheng laughed, stood up straight, put his hands on his hips, and was about to boast a few words.
But before he could finish speaking, the shield flickered a few times, then turned into white dots and disappeared.
As the shield dissipated, Tang Cheng felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he could no longer stand.
He slumped to the ground and collapsed.
"Eat, hurry, eat..."
I was too weak to do anything but utter the word "eat".
Old Tang was startled by Tang Cheng's fall at first, then quickly found a handful of candy and stuffed it into Tang Cheng's mouth.
After all, the most direct way to replenish energy is to eat sugar, and there's nothing else at home, so this is the fastest way to get results.
After taking two big, hearty bites, Tang Cheng finally had some strength left to move. He let Old Tang help him walk to the window and then drew back the curtains.
The blinding sunlight shone on him, and Tang Cheng's pale face, which had turned ashen from exhaustion, quickly returned to normal under the sunlight.
What's wrong with you?
Old Tang also clearly sensed something was wrong with Tang Cheng's recovery speed; he was recovering too quickly.
"This is the second one I wanted to show you; we call it the Qi Refining Method."
After basking in the sun for three to five minutes, Tang Cheng's strength had almost fully recovered. Judging from his current state, you would never guess that he was the same person who had just collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.
" Qi Refining, Qi Refining..."
Old Tang's eyes also gleamed at Tang Cheng's second ability.
"Dad, do you believe me this time?"
After the demonstration, Tang Cheng grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on.
"No rush, let's figure out your spell first. Come with me this afternoon for a test."
"No, Dad, I only need to use this once a day."
Upon hearing that he was going to be a guinea pig, Tang Cheng let out a wail from the bottom of his heart.