Star Wars: Escape from the Jedi Temple Begins

Chapter 51 Signal Receiver, Primal Holy Armor

"What is this?"

Ahsoka walked over, bent down, and stared curiously at the signal generator held by the R2 robotic arm.

This was dismantled from the shuttle after they escaped from Katonemoydia.

If this thing isn't removed, it will keep sending location signals.

"Beep beep!"

"Convert it into a receiver?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ahsoka's eyes; she hadn't expected an astronaut mechanic robot to possess such a skill.

"But... what can it be used for?"

"Beep".

"Receive special signals? Fine... do whatever you want."

Ahsoka straightened up and shook his head.

He looked at Lance and asked, "Are you free now?"

"Of course, what's wrong?"

"Well... I want to learn more about Master Procon."

"Oh! It seems you've gained new insights. In that case, let's do it together."

As he spoke, Lance took out the holographic device from his pocket.

The two walked to a corner and sat cross-legged facing each other.

The hologram floated in front of the two people and slowly unfolded.

A beam of pure white light illuminated their faces.

Lance closed his eyes and focused his consciousness into the ball of light.

As I scanned a ball of light, a flood of information rushed into my mind: the technique of throwing lightsabers.

Throw the lightsaber and use the Force to control its trajectory.

It somewhat compensates for the Jedi's lack of long-range attack methods and their arrogance in not wanting to use the blaster.

Explosive guns, how uncivilized!

The drawbacks are also obvious: the throwing distance of the lightsaber is tied to the Jedi's Force control range.

The stronger the control over the Force, the wider the attack range.

Lance's current maximum control range is five to six hundred meters; the farther the distance, the weaker the control.

Once this range is exceeded, control of the lightsaber is completely lost.

If his control were to improve further, reaching thousands or even tens of thousands of meters, it would truly possess the power to take someone's head from a thousand miles away.

Lance's consciousness lunged toward the next ball of light: Force Speed.

Accelerate your speed using the Force.

I already know it, and I've already done it.

Force Armor uses the Force to cover the body with a protective shield, like wearing an invisible suit of armor.

The stronger the Force, the stronger the defensive capabilities.

At a high level of cultivation, one can even physically withstand explosive energy beams.

This is one of the essential skills for every Jedi.

As for how well one can achieve it, that depends entirely on individual talent and fortune.

I already know it, and I've already done it.

The Force Hymn, driven by the light side of the Force within, strengthens one's will, weakens negative emotions such as fear, and indirectly enhances combat power.

I already know it, and I've already done it.

Circulating the Force reduces Force consumption by 40%, making it a very practical Force usage technique.

I already know it, and I've already done it.

and many more......

Force Speed, Force Armor, Force Hymn, Force Flow—there seems to be some connection between them.

As Lance's consciousness was about to delve deeper, he suddenly vaguely noticed that the four elements were creating a special rhythm.

This immediately caught his attention, and he calmed down to carefully contemplate it.

......

"...I see...I understand!"

After an unknown amount of time, Lance was completely immersed in his reflections and forgot about the passage of time.

It felt like that moment was both eternal and yet as if only a second had passed.

He slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

Lance successfully combined the advantages of the four skills and named it: Primal Holy Armor.

The Force is completely integrated with himself, moving as fast as lightning. He is covered in Force armor, his will is as firm as a rock, and he saves 60% of his Force.

Based on his current Force strength...

"I can fight all day long."

Lance mentally assessed the situation, which gave him even more confidence in his next move.

"What's making you so happy?"

Asoka saw him wake up with a smile on his lips and couldn't help but ask him curiously.

"Of course it's good stuff. Want to learn? I'll teach you."

"You're not talking about the Force Trials, are you?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Ahsoka's eyes, and he shook his head: "I can't learn it yet."

She still has many unresolved issues and cannot face her own heart.

"Everything will pass, I will always be with you."

Lance gazed into her eyes, his tone sincere.

Ahsoka blushed, lowered her head shyly, and didn't know what to do with her little hands.

She was deeply conflicted.

On one hand, there are the teachings of the Jedi Code that have been deeply imprinted in their consciousness for many years.

Jedi must control their emotions and be wary of excessive attachment, as this can be the fuse that leads them to the dark side.

On the other hand, she could feel Lance's sincerity.

The Jedi Order never taught her how to face it.

She hasn't learned this problem before, so she doesn't know how to do it...

"Perhaps... let time take its course," Asoka thought to himself.

"Don't worry, it's not Force Judgment, it's a new skill I just learned."

Lance noticed her embarrassment and immediately stepped in to help her out.

His consciousness re-entered the ball of light.

Seeing this, Ahsoka also channeled his consciousness into it.

As their consciousnesses merged, the ball of light expanded, radiating an even brighter glow.

"Primal Body Holy Armor?!"

"Such powerful, profound Force skills!"

A vast amount of knowledge flooded into Asoka's mind. After she managed to absorb and digest it, she exclaimed with genuine emotion.

"The space inside the spaceship is too small for the experiment. We'll try it again once we get to Blaka."

"Okay, I can't wait."

Ahsoka's cheeks were still flushed; something strange must have been mixed in during their mental exchange.

......

A reddish-gray planet hangs silently in the void.

Braca was originally a swampy plain planet, but now its surface is completely covered by abandoned interstellar ships.

Suddenly, a shuttle appeared near the Blaca star system and passed straight through the atmosphere.

Lance sat in the pilot's seat, controlling the spaceship to fly rapidly toward the coordinates.

The entire planet's communication channels are monitored by the Scavengers' Guild, and they must maintain radio silence.

"We didn't see the spaceship at the coordinates, so we estimate it was among the first to arrive."

"Rex should be arriving soon; we're not far apart."

As Ahsoka spoke, he sat in the co-pilot's seat assisting Lance in landing the spaceship.

"Then we'll just have to wait for them. Perfect timing, let's scout out the area first to make sure there are no problems."

The wings are folded, and three thick metal supports extend from the belly.

After a slight jolt, the shuttle landed safely.

The hatch opened, and Lance and Ahsoka stepped out.

The air was thick with rust and a stench, and what met the eye were piles of derelict starships, like small mountains.

R2 descended the landing ladder, curiously surveying its surroundings.

"Beep..."

Perhaps because it was also a machine, it felt sorrow for these starships.

Perhaps one day, when its parts age and break down, it will be abandoned by its owner.

Beep beep... Beep beep...

A deep, rhythmic sound came from its belly.

Lance and Ahsoka turned to look at R2, only to see it open its abdominal cavity and take out the modified signal receiver.

At this moment, the receiver's indicator light is flashing a faint red light.

"R2, any discoveries?"