Chapter 190: Testing the Flame Armor
Chapter 190: Testing the Flame Armor
The villa basement.
Gao Jing stood barefoot on the floor, his entire body engulfed by a layer of bright flame light.
The blazing heat he radiated turned the surrounding space into a scorching furnace.
The temperature reached a level unbearable for ordinary people!
Gao Jing remained completely unaware of this; he was concentrating fully on gathering his Battle Qi to empower his body, externalizing it to construct armor!
The manifestation of armor through Battle Qi, Battle Qi Armor Manifestation, was precisely the hallmark ability of a High-tier Totem Warrior.
It had been over a month since Gao Jing’s promotion to High-tier Totem Warrior. Through continuous hard practice during this period, he had grasped the knack of Battle Qi Armor Manifestation, missing only that last crucial step!
The method for Battle Qi Armor Manifestation was recorded in the “Primer of Totems”, the final chapter of this martial arts text.
To be honest, Battle Qi Armor Manifestation wasn’t a particularly profound skill, but it placed extremely high demands on control over one’s power.
It required the Totem Warrior to act like a craftsman, “forging” a protective suit of armor using Battle Qi as the material!
A master craftsman would naturally forge excellent armor.
Poor craftsmanship meant the Battle Armor’s quality would inevitably suffer, drastically reducing its defensive capability.
Actually, Gao Jing had been able to manifest armor half a month prior. However, he was dissatisfied with the armor he constructed back then. After thoroughly understanding the principles of Battle Qi Armor Manifestation, he incorporated his own ideas and redesigned it.
The method of Battle Qi Armor Manifestation was inherently broad, allowing Totem Warriors to adjust and refine it based on their individual circumstances.
This was why, even for the same Combat Technique, some could wield it far more powerfully than others.
A crimson piece of armor gradually solidified in front of Gao Jing.
It covered a large area from his neck down to his abdomen, the curves of its left and right edges perfectly conforming to the human body’s structure.
This piece of armor was about two centimeters thick, clinging tightly to Gao Jing’s torso. Its surface resembled flowing lava, displaying peculiar, intricate patterns.
Next, back armor, left and right arm guards, vambraces, leg guards, boots, a helmet, and other armor components materialized one by one under Gao Jing’s mental command, fitting seamlessly together.
At this moment, the benefits of his practice of the “Shan Yue Refining Spirit Art” became apparent. If it were any other newly-advanced High-tier Totem Warrior, even if they could manifest armor, they couldn’t achieve such excellence!
Crack!
With a crisp sound, all the armor components assembled perfectly, encasing Gao Jing completely, offering strict protection.
Though this suit of armor wasn’t a true physical object, it was more mysterious and beautiful than any leather or metal armor.
Its defensive capability was far beyond anything ordinary leather or metal armor could match!
Success!
Gao Jing experimentally moved his limbs. He felt no stiffness or discomfort whatsoever.
He nodded in satisfaction.
Gao Jing’s Battle Qi attribute was fire, thus the armor he manifested could also be called Flame Armor.
As long as the Battle Qi within the Crimson Python Rune wasn’t fully depleted, the Flame Armor could persist. Even if pierced or shattered, it would automatically recover and mend itself.
But Gao Jing was unclear about just how high its actual defensive power was.
He needed to conduct a test.
Five meters away, a table stood. A black Glock 19 pistol was securely fastened to it, its trigger hooked to a metal line.
Gao Jing took a deep breath, raised his left arm, and held it before the pistol’s muzzle.
Distance: about five meters.
Then he pressed the remote control held in his right hand.
The metal hook connected to an electric motor snapped back forcefully, instantly pulling the pistol’s trigger.
This remote firing device had been custom-made for Gao Jing by someone else. The principle was simple, not particularly complex.
He spent good money on it; the main parts and components were high-quality.
Bang!
A 9mm Parabellum bullet streaked out of the barrel with gun smoke, instantly striking Gao Jing’s arm.
Or more precisely, his left arm guard!
Fwap!
The bullet seemed to hit a layer of incredibly tough rubber, sparking tiny flickers of flame.
The bullet was actually rebounded away, falling to the ground, visibly deformed!
Gao Jing stood rock-still.
Impressive!
Gao Jing hadn’t expected the Flame Armor to not only fully block the pistol shot but also dissipate the bullet’s impact force.
Comprehensive defense!
Simultaneously, he realized the Flame Armor wasn’t unscathed. At the moment of impact, a small breach appeared, but it vanished almost instantly, restoring itself.
This restoration came at the cost of consuming Battle Qi!
Therefore, while current Gao Jing possessed the ability to directly block bullets, facing machine gun fire would still necessitate prioritizing dodging; he couldn’t afford to be a stationary target.
Nevertheless, this was already incredibly potent.
The Glock 19 was a classic police service pistol with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds and extremely widespread usage.
This pistol posed no threat to Gao Jing once his armor was active.
Gao Jing switched out the Glock 19 for a Colt Viper.
The Colt Viper packed significantly more punch than the Glock 19.
He switched to his right arm for this test.
The remote control was now in his left hand.
Bang!
Flames burst brilliantly from the Colt Viper’s muzzle.
Gao Jing’s right arm trembled slightly.
But it still blocked the shot.
However, the damage inflicted on the Flame Armor far exceeded that from the Glock 19.
Though it didn’t penetrate the arm guard either, Gao Jing had to expend much more Battle Qi to repair it.
Through these two tests, he gained the most direct understanding of the Flame Armor’s defensive prowess, solidifying his confidence.
He switched from pistol to rifle.
Gao Jing wasn’t worried the gunshots would disturb others.
The basement’s four walls, ceiling, and floor were already lined with soundproofing material. Moreover, the villa was standalone, with a fair distance to the nearest neighbors.
Swapping to the M16, Gao Jing pointed the barrel of this assault rifle squarely at his own chest!
It might seem suicidal, but actually, the chest plate offered the strongest defense.
Finally, he brought out the AK47.
The test results truly surpassed Gao Jing’s expectations by a significant margin, filling him with genuine joy.
Now possessing the Battle Qi Armor, Gao Jing’s combat strength in the Primary World had soared dramatically.
Facing enemies wielding firearms, he no longer needed to fear a single bullet easily snuffing out his life.
Not pistols, not even rifles!
It was no exaggeration to say that present Gao Jing was now qualified to literally play the role of a comic book Superhero.
Even if only a B or C-lister.
As for that Barrett M107A1, Gao Jing chose not to bring it out for testing.
That would be genuinely suicidal.
He estimated he might be able to block a 12.7mm bullet fired by that anti-materiel rifle only after advancing to become a Great Totem Warrior.
Upon completing all the tests, Gao Jing returned all the firearms to his Storage Space.
He also cleaned up all the spent shell casings.
Then he left home and headed to the Hu Wei Tattoo Shop to find Fan Hu for a tattoo session.
To etch his second Essence Totem.
Since he had booked the appointment beforehand, Fan Hu was ready by the time Gao Jing arrived.
The tattoo shop owner asked, “Right arm this time?”
Gao Jing shook his head. “No, the left.”
“Got it.”
Fan Hu wasted no time and immediately began tattooing the Flame Blade Totem onto Gao Jing’s left arm.
A little over three hours later, the new tattoo was finished.
Gao Jing compared it to the totem on his right arm. Both were perfectly symmetrical, pleasing his mild obsessive-compulsive tendencies.
“Brother Gao.”
Fan Hu gently cautioned, “I think the amount you have now is plenty. It’s best not to get any more.”
Destruction is always easier than creation. Tattoos are painful and difficult to remove. The worst are those addicted to ink, itching to cover every patch of skin. Fan Hu had seen more than one.
In less than half a year, Gao Jing had already gotten tattoos done three times at Hu Wei Tattoo.
It wasn’t that Gao Jing didn’t understand Fan Hu’s concern. Actually, Essence Totems could be concealed beneath the skin without appearing. The secret lay in the specialized ink.
But he appreciated Fan Hu’s good intentions nonetheless.
He just might need to find a different tattoo artist next time. He figured good artists could surely be found in Hong Kong.
“Oh, Brother Gao,” Fan Hu added. “Remember that guy Sawang Suxi? The professional fighter from Siam?”
Gao Jing nodded. “Sure. What about him?”
“He sent a message. Said his senior fellow disciple, Valarino, wants a match with you. Offer is ten thousand US Dollars.”
“Ten thousand US Dollars?”
Gao Jing chuckled. “Tell him to add a zero, to ten million maybe then I’d consider it.”