Sure enough, he still couldn't just stand by and watch.
So on Dr. Storm's side, he made up his mind—before anything else, he had to remove Lin Feng, the obstacle standing in front of him.
Although before this, Dr. Storm genuinely thought Lin Feng was nothing but a brat trying to stop a chariot with his arms, completely overestimating himself—
—but that was only because he had not yet seen the terrifying strength Lin Feng displayed.
One must remember: appearances are deceptive.
Before Lin Feng used Ri no Kokyū and unleashed those powerful sword forms and lightning-fast footwork, he really looked no different from an ordinary fifth-grade student.
So it was perfectly reasonable that Storm had underestimated him earlier.
Even Shizuka and the others, who were extremely close to Lin Feng, had been frightened by the sudden power he revealed—let alone Dr. Storm, who had traveled here all the way from the twenty-second century.
However, even the wisest make mistakes.
Perhaps Dr. Storm couldn't be called a wise man, but the dirty scheme he intended to carry out quietly was discovered ahead of time by Doraemon, who had been watching him carefully all along.
Yes—ever since learning that Dr. Storm was also from the twenty-second century like himself, Doraemon had been especially wary of him.
Especially after Storm used the Lan Clan's chieftain, the shaman Wulanda, as a stepping stone—discarded purely to advance his own plan.
From that moment on, his sinister and cunning image had already taken root deeply in everyone's hearts.
The only reason they hadn't continued confronting Storm earlier was because they were already facing the crisis of the super-monster Mafengka attacking the city.
But now, with Lin Feng taking responsibility for handling the wind monster Mafengka, Doraemon was able to keep half his attention on Dr. Storm's movements.
If Storm could just stay obediently on the side and watch… that would be the best-case scenario.
Once Lin Feng finished resolving the situation with the wind monster Mafengka, then they could focus on dealing with Dr. Storm. That would be the ideal order of things.
But unfortunately, Dr. Storm wasn't an idiot.
Since he had already realized Lin Feng was a tremendous threat to him, there was no way he would sit still and wait for death.
Once his world-destruction plan had been triggered, it meant Storm had already passed the point of no return.
Finding a way to eliminate the obstacle in front of him—that was the problem he needed to solve.
"Storm looks like he's about to make a move. We absolutely can't let him succeed!"
Doraemon pulled out a gadget as he spoke, his gaze firm as he stared at the time-machine saucer flying through the sky toward the battlefield.
"Air Cannon!"
Very quickly, Doraemon fished a steel tube as thick as an arm out of his four-dimensional pocket. At the front was a small protrusion shaped like an aiming sight.
Just as Doraemon was about to equip the Air Cannon himself to stop Storm, he was suddenly blocked.
"Doraemon, give the Air Cannon to me. This time, just watch me!"
Fat Tiger took the Air Cannon confidently from Doraemon's hands. Then he took out a Take-copter and placed it on his head, flashing everyone a victorious grin.
"Gian… if that's what you want, then I'll leave it to you. Do your best!"
Seeing that Fat Tiger had already made up his mind, Doraemon didn't try to persuade him again. He handed the Air Cannon over and reminded him earnestly.
"Don't worry. How can we let Lin Feng hog all the spotlight? We have to contribute at least a little too."
Fat Tiger nodded to Doraemon and the others, then flew toward Dr. Storm's time-machine saucer in the sky.
But unlike Lin Feng, he didn't have Fengzi and Xiao Hei helping him by generating updrafts to disperse the surrounding winds. Under the interference of the violent gale, he couldn't fly in a straight line with the Take-copter like usual.
"Please, Fat Tiger… you must succeed…"
Shizuka struggled against the roaring wind while watching the direction Fat Tiger had flown, praying silently in her heart.
She was extremely worried—because if Fat Tiger failed, Lin Feng, who was fighting Mafengka, would be attacked from both sides.
And no one knew what hidden trump cards this Dr. Storm from the twenty-second century still had. In the end, he was undeniably dangerous.
At this moment, Lin Feng's battle had already entered its feverish peak.
Just earlier, he had sliced every possible area on the cloud dragon's body where the Mafengka Jewel might be hidden, using the Fūin no Ken.
Since the head and tail were the easiest parts to reach, those were ruled out first.
Which meant the only place the Mafengka Jewel could still be embedded was somewhere within the body.
Just as Lin Feng prepared to continue cutting through the wind dragon's giant torso to locate the jewel, that unsettling sensation in his chest rose again.
This sixth-sense-like warning was incredibly strange.
The last time Wulanda controlled Suneo's body and infiltrated Lin Feng's home, he felt this exact sensation.
And it was precisely because of this keen intuition that Lin Feng avoided that crisis.
The moment he felt it, Lin Feng instantly became cautious.
With the current power the wind dragon was showing, there was basically no way it could threaten his life anymore.
Which left only one possible threat—Dr. Storm from the twenty-second century.
Sure enough, despite the storm clouds and violent wind obscuring vision, Lin Feng still caught sight of Storm's time-machine saucer approaching through the corner of his eye.
"So you've finally seen enough and decided to take action."
Lin Feng had already expected that Storm would never just stand by and watch.
After all, Storm had put enormous effort into preparing this plan—traveling all the way from the twenty-second century.
Then he spent even more effort infiltrating the Lan Clan to revive Mafengka through shaman Wulanda.
Now that Lin Feng was about to ruin everything, Storm staying idle? Impossible.
To be honest, facing this high-tech criminal from the twenty-second century did put some pressure on Lin Feng.
After all, no one knew what kind of bizarre gadget he might pull out in the next second—something completely unpredictable…
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