Am I a Kamen Rider or the real young master who was switched at birth?

Ye Yang gripped the handles on both sides of the belt with both hands and pushed them forcefully towards the middle.

Immediately afterwards, a magenta halo erupted from the crystal core in the center of the belt, spreading out in a ring along the ground.

The halo swept across the asphalt road, creating a gust of wind that sent gravel and dust swirling in all directions. The special police officers instinctively covered their faces with their arms.

Wherever the energy wave swept, the car alarms on the roadside were all vibrated and went off, the cacophony of alarms like background music for this transformation.

A deep, metallic, electronically synthesized male voice rang out from deep within the belt, as if it were coming from another dimension.

"KamenRide! Decade!"

As the sound faded, nine semi-transparent grayish-white phantoms simultaneously spread out in all directions from the center point where Ye Yang stood.

The silhouettes of the nine Kamen Riders seemed to have been summoned from nine different timelines, forming a perfect ring around him.

Ye Yang's body was enveloped in a magenta light membrane at the center of the halo, and his outline could be seen changing through the light membrane.

Nine phantoms collapsed toward the center at the same instant, layering together like data streams and attaching themselves to Ye Yang's body. With each layer that was attached, the outline of his armor became clearer.

The black undershirt armor solidified in the light and shadow, with a huge black and white intersecting X-shaped line on the chest branching out from the center to the shoulders and waist, as if someone had drawn a huge cross on a white canvas with black lightning.

The magenta shoulder and breastplate plates emerged one after another from the light and shadow, precisely fitting into their proper positions, each edge adorned with an extremely fine silver trim.

The arms and thighs were gradually covered by magenta and black patchwork armor, emitting a series of fine mechanical meshing sounds.

Finally, the magenta helmet shell took shape, with seven vertical black stripes arranged from the top of the head downwards to form the front of the helmet.

The oval compound eyes light up the moment they are formed, and the two translucent emerald green eyes refract a faint green fluorescence under the light.

The yellow status indicator light in the center of the forehead lit up, like a small star embedded in the magenta helmet.

Standing before the crowd was no longer the ordinary boy who had just been wearing a faded T-shirt and frayed jeans.

Instead, he is a 1.92-meter-tall warrior covered in sophisticated armor, and the giant white X on his chest seems to be some kind of declaration.

Sunlight streamed down from behind him, gilding his body with a golden sheen, and the silver trim on the edges of his armor shimmered with tiny specks of light.

Lin Xingran's composure completely collapsed in that one second.

Her chin was pulled down as far as it could go, her mouth was opened into a perfect O shape, and her slightly upturned eyes were wide open, her eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

She seemed to have been put on pause, with the flames still lingering in her hands, flickering between her fingers.

"What the hell is this?!" Her voice cracked, sounding like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"What were those nine clones?! And that sound effect?! Where did they come from?! And how did you conjure up this armor?!"

She shouted as she pointed at Decade, her finger trembling like an autumn leaf.

The plots of those novels about real and fake young masters in her mind were colliding violently with the scene in front of her, and her CPU was completely overheated.

In novels, the real young masters are at most hiding their fighting strength, or they have a mysterious master behind them.

But this one, which conjures a belt out of thin air and transforms into a pink armored warrior, has already exceeded the scope of all online novel tropes.

Lin Ying stood next to Lin Xingran, her light gray eyes fixed on Decade. Her lips parted slightly, and she let out a very soft exclamation: "So cool. And it's pink too."

Decade turned to look at Lin Ying, his emerald compound eyes gleaming slightly in the sunlight.

Then he raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the armor on his chest.

"This isn't pink, it's magenta." His serious voice came through the helmet.

Lin Ying was stunned. She never expected that her voice, so soft that even the special police officer standing next to her might not have heard it, would actually be heard by him. And he even turned around to correct her.

Her face flushed red instantly, and her ears turned as red as shrimp that had just been pulled out of hot water.

She nodded quickly, as if to say, "Okay, okay, I got it."

Lin Xingran finally snapped out of her shock.

She flicked out the remaining flames in her hand, took two steps forward, and looked up at the armored warrior who was much taller than her.

The angle at which she looked up was awkward because Decade's height increased to 1.92 meters after transforming, and she was used to looking down at others, so having to look up suddenly made her very uncomfortable.

"Didn't you say you hadn't awakened?" Lin Xingran asked angrily, hands on her hips.

"Who are you? Explain yourself! What do you call this? Is this what you call not awakened? What are those nine clones? What is that talking belt? What is that pink armor you're wearing?"

Decade glanced down at her, paused for two seconds, then raised his right hand and pointed to the X mark on his chest with his thumb.

"Just a Kamen Rider who happened to be passing by. Remember that."

After saying that, he turned to face the spider-like beast that had crawled out of the wreckage of the empty car and charged straight at it.

The Spider-Beast had clearly noticed the magenta figure charging towards it.

Its twelve dark red compound eyes contracted simultaneously, its chelicerae snapped open, and the human-face pattern on its abdomen twisted due to the muscle contraction.

It let out a sharp hiss, then shot out three clumps of spider silk from between its fangs, forming a triangular shape as it enveloped Decade.

Decade's upper body began to sway from side to side, dodging and rapidly approaching the Spider-Mormon.

His head and shoulders tilted to the left, and a wisp of spider silk flew past his right ear.

Then he shifted his weight to the right, and a second clump of spider silk swept past his left shoulder, hissing and corroding as it stuck to the ground behind him.

Finally, his body sank down, and the spider silk flew past less than two centimeters above his head.

The spider-monster stopped spitting silk and instead raised one of its forelimbs, slashing straight down at Decade's head with such speed that it created a piercing shriek.

Decade raised his right hand and firmly grabbed the slashing forelimb above his head.

The glove struck the carapace with a dull thud, the impact spreading outwards from the point of contact, and the asphalt beneath his feet cracked into several fine fissures.

After he firmly grasped the forelimb, he suddenly exerted force with his waist and swung his arm, throwing the spider beast over his head like a sack of potatoes.

The spider-like beast kicked wildly in the air before crashing into the side of an empty bus.

The metal plate was dented inwards by the impact, and all the car windows shattered, with shards scattered all over the ground.

The spider-like beast slid off the twisted metal plate, rolled twice on the ground, and then regained its footing.

Decade shook his right wrist and then turned his neck: "Feels like it'll work."

He charged forward again. This time he was even faster than before, practically skimming the ground.

The spider-like beast had just gotten up from the ground and hadn't even had time to get into a defensive stance when Decade had already rushed in front of it.

He raised his right knee and slammed it forward, causing the spider-monster's compound eyes to contract sharply in that instant. It instinctively dodged to the side.

Decade's knee slammed into the side metal panel of the bus behind it.

The metal plate dented into a deep crater half a meter in diameter upon impact, emitting a piercing metallic groan.

The impact of the blow pushed the entire bus half a meter to the side, leaving four black marks on the road surface from its tires.

The spider-like beast seized this opportunity.

It raised its two forelimbs and slammed them down on Decade's head from both sides simultaneously.

Decade tilted his head slightly, his emerald compound eyes firmly locking onto the two forelimbs that were attacking him.

He then slapped both hands outwards simultaneously, his palms landing precisely on the sides of the carapaces of his two forelimbs.

The palm struck the carapace with two crisp popping sounds, and the spider-monster's forelimbs were slapped away.

It immediately raised its other two prosthetic limbs and attacked from the front, the tips of the prosthetic limbs piercing Decade's chest.

Decade raised his right leg.

His movements were extremely fast; he kicked out with his feet close to the ground, precisely striking the joints of the two prosthetic limbs and bouncing them off from below.

The moment the two prosthetic limbs were kicked away, the Spider-Mormon's mid-range defense was completely exposed, leaving its entire chest exposed to Decade.

Before Decade's intercept kick even landed, the same leg changed direction in mid-air into a straight kick, with its heel aimed directly at the center of Spider-Mormon's chest.

The force of the cross-trajectory kick penetrated the Spider-Monster's chest cavity, denting a small section of its carapace.

It let out a piercing scream, its entire body staggering backward several steps, its eight legs frantically digging at the ground, carving several deep and shallow furrows into the asphalt road.

Lin Ying stood behind the special police cordon, watching this scene with her lips slightly parted.

"So powerful," she exclaimed softly.

Lin Xingran wasn't watching the fight. She was holding her phone in one hand and waving the other in the air, pacing back and forth in place.

"Yes! Dad! Listen to me! You're supposed to pick me up from school! What kind of junk did you bring me?!"

Lin Yuanshan's deep voice came from the other end of the phone, but it was impossible to hear exactly what he was saying.

Lin Xingran practically shouted into her phone, "Did you see the video?! Your big son! He just did a few cool moves! He turned into a pink armored man!"

"And that transformation effect—nine shadows swirling around him! And music! And announcements! So flashy! More elaborate than any Awakened I've ever seen!"

When she mentioned "pink," Decade, who was fighting the spider-monster in front of her, took a moment to turn around.

His emerald compound eyes flashed in the sunlight, and then he pointed his index finger in Lin Xingran's direction.

"It's magenta, not pink," he corrected with utmost seriousness.

Lin Xingran completely ignored him. She continued talking to her father on the other end of the phone.

"Look! He's talking back now! He's gotten tougher since turning into an armored man! He used to be such a coward in front of me, but now he dares to correct me by saying it's magenta, not pink! What's the difference between magenta and pink? Aren't they both red?!"

She paused, listened to the conversation on the other end of the phone, and then said, "You guys better hurry up and come over! Ah! I can't handle this situation anymore! Your son is currently fighting a spider-like monster. No, he's utterly crushing it."

"He was hitting that thing like it was a punching bag! I was hoping to steal his kill for credits, but forget it, you'd better hurry up and come over!"

Just as Lin Xingran was making the call, the spider-like beast had already stood up from the ground again.

It clearly realized that the magenta armored warrior in front of it was not an opponent it could confront head-on.

Its twelve compound eyes began to scan the surrounding environment rapidly, the dark red pupils moving simultaneously in different directions.

Then its gaze settled on the special police officers who were standing behind the armored vehicle for cover.

Its chelicerae suddenly opened towards a small car next to it, and two clumps of spider silk shot out from between its fangs.

The spider silk tangled around the car's chassis and doors, then it suddenly swung its entire body, throwing the car away like a frisbee.

The car tumbled twice in the air, hurtling towards the SWAT team with a whooshing sound.

Several SWAT officers looked up and saw a car flying towards them. They were just about to make their escape.

Decade shot towards the flying car like an arrow, so fast that he left a magenta afterimage in the air.

He jumped a few steps away from the SWAT team, performing a clean and crisp backflip in the air.

Then, as he did a somersault, he swung his right leg upwards, and his heel landed precisely on the center of the car's chassis.

The car's flight path was altered by the kick, and it flew diagonally upwards before crashing into an open area more than ten meters away, flipping twice before coming to a stop.

Decade landed steadily on the ground, his knees slightly bent to cushion the impact.

He then straightened up, turned to look at the SWAT officers, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Several special police officers shook their heads in unison, their movements so synchronized it was as if they had rehearsed.

Decade nodded, then turned to look in the direction of the spider-like beast.

The spider-like creature was no longer there. It had turned and run away while Decade went to rescue the SWAT team.

Its eight legs move rapidly between the building's exterior walls and rooftop, its body clinging to the vertical walls as it climbs upwards.

It had already jumped from the wall of one building to the edge of the roof of another building, then it curled up its eight legs, preparing to jump even higher.

Lin Xingran witnessed this scene. She immediately stuffed her phone into her pocket, and orange-red flames simultaneously ignited in both her hands.

Flames spread from her palm to her entire forearm, hissing as they burned in the air.

She took a step forward, ready to chase after the fleeing spider-like beast, a sly smile playing on her lips: "Sorry, the kill is mine—"

Before she could finish speaking, Decade had already pulled a card from the card box hanging on the left side of his belt and flicked it upwards.

The card flipped in mid-air and he caught it again.

The card flashed a magenta light in the sunlight; that was the ultimate attack card of "Final Attack Ride - Imperial Knight".

He pulled the belt handles apart and then inserted the card into the slot at the top of the belt.

The moment the card slid in, the crystal core of the belt burst forth with a dazzling green light, and energy spread from the crystal to the energy loop throughout the entire belt, causing the metal contacts inside the slot to light up with a bright emerald green.

Immediately afterwards, a deep and powerful electronic synthesized voice rang out from deep within the belt.

"Final AttackRide! DDD-Decade!"

The sound waves created a visible ripple in the air.

At the same time, directly behind the direction in which the Spider-Monster fled, ten semi-transparent, magenta card-shaped light walls appeared out of thin air.

The outline of Decade's head could be faintly seen on the wall of light. It looked like a crosshair made of some kind of energy, locking the spider beast in the center of its attack path.

Lin Xingran looked up at the ten magenta light walls floating in the air, her mouth agape once again: "Holy crap—! They're even more arrogant than me."

She previously thought that spinning in the air and kicking with flames was already pretty cool.

But the ultimate attack before her—ten shimmering walls of energy arranged in a straight line in the air—was beyond her comprehension of the word "cool."

Decade slightly bent his knees, then leaped into the air.

His body left a magenta upward trajectory, rising all the way to a position half a head higher than the tallest building, just inside the aiming line of the ten walls of light.

His right leg straightened, and the golden energy beneath his foot trailed a long tail of flame. He looked like a magenta and gold javelin as he kicked towards the wall of light.

The wall of light exploded the moment he passed through it, then turned into countless tiny magenta light particles that scattered in the air.

The energy transferred from the wall of light to his right foot, and the golden light wrapped around the sole of his foot became even brighter.

The energy continued to accumulate, and the magenta armor on his body and the golden energy on his right foot left a long, complex trail of light behind him, blasting straight towards the fleeing Spider-Beast.

The spider-like beast sensed the destructive energy approaching from behind, instinctively turned around, and then let out a pig-like scream.

Decade's right foot struck the center of the spider-like creature's back.

The moment they made contact, magenta and gold energies exploded simultaneously, creating visible ripples in the surrounding air.

The spider-like beast was kicked into the air, its entire body flying higher.

Energy continued to seep into its body, and glowing cracks began to appear on its carapace. Finally, its body could no longer withstand the pressure and exploded.

The explosion burst into a giant firework in the air, and countless tiny magenta light particles scattered like scraps of paper before slowly drifting down.

Decade fell from the flames of the explosion, landing steadily on the ground like a leaf.

He slowly straightened up, and magenta light particles drifted down behind him like a silent firework.

He clapped his hands, then muttered something in a voice only he could hear.

"No wonder Brother Xiaoming is usually so arrogant. He's really strong."

Lin Xingran stood more than ten meters away, her mouth still open.

She glanced at Decade, then at the lingering flames of the explosion in the air, and finally, her lips twitched slightly as she put her hands back in her pockets.

It may seem like a compromise, but in reality, they've run out of options.

She muttered to herself in a very soft voice, "Fine. This younger brother... isn't completely useless, is he?"

Lin Ying stood next to her second sister, her light gray eyes reflecting the magenta light particles that were slowly falling in the air.

The special police officers had already emerged from behind the armored vehicle.

The leader took off his helmet, revealing a face in his forties soaked with sweat.

A young SWAT officer next to him nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "Captain, which unit is this guy from?"

The captain shook his head: "I don't know either, but—thankfully he's on our side."

Decade turned around and nodded to the SWAT officers as a greeting.

Then he raised his right hand toward Lin Xingran and Lin Ying.

He put his index and middle fingers together and made a casual salute on the side of his helmet.