Lu Ran turned to Ning Tian.
"That Ma Yingjun is actually a Support-type Soul Master, just like you, though he leans more toward defense. Soul Tools give him combat ability. Yunluo's strategy is to send out a Support-type Soul Master first to wear down my stamina, then send out an Agility Attack-type Soul Master to keep wearing me down, and finally send out their Power Attack-type captain."
"It's only because that strategy didn't work on me that Situ Yu came out directly."
"You must have known before that Support-type Soul Masters could attack once equipped with Soul Tools. Now that you've seen Ma Yingjun's fighting ability with your own eyes, what are you thinking?"
"If you had to fight Ma Yingjun one-on-one right now, what would your chances of winning be?"
Wang Dong pouted.
She instinctively wanted to argue back.
"Ma Yingjun lost, and then Situ Yu bombarded you for a full five minutes without even breaking through your defenses. Doesn't that just prove Soul Tools aren't that strong?"
Lu Ran knew Wang Dong was resistant to Soul Tools.
The reason didn't lie with her herself. It was a problem in her Sea of Consciousness.
"Because it was me,"
he said.
"Take any one of you instead. Who can guarantee you could hold out for five minutes too?"
"..."
"..."
No one answered. No one could do it.
"Soul Tools are the future, with limitless possibilities. The academy clung to its so-called ten-thousand-year glory and, for certain reasons, kept holding back the Soul Guidance Department instead of letting it develop. But after the Death Messenger incident, the academy didn't send reinforcements. It stopped stubbornly letting that ten-thousand-year glory decay along with it, proving its determination to change."
"It's time for us to embrace Soul Tools, too."
Wang Yan nodded in