Xuan Zi sprang into the air and caught the falling Elder Song. With a cold snort, he turned a hostile gaze on Jing Hongchen.
Jing Hongchen sneered. "Don't you look down on soul tools? You're nothing special yourselves!"
Fan Yu said, "Brother Hongchen, there's no need to be so overbearing. If I'm not mistaken, this Hongchen Mecha of yours isn't a true Level 10 Soul Tool yet, is it?"
"With a body that enormous, its energy consumption must be astronomical. Even a Super Douluo like you probably can't keep it running for long. Besides, precisely controlling such a huge soul tool must place astonishing demands on a soul master's mental power. Until those two problems are solved, the Hongchen Mecha doesn't qualify as a true Level 10 Soul Tool. If Elder Song had adopted a harrying approach from the start, you probably wouldn't have lasted long!"
Fan Yu was also a Level 9 Soul Engineer. Although each specialist had his own field of expertise, the fundamental theories of soul engineering were universal. The larger a soul tool, the more energy it required. Even with Sealed Milk Bottles, it could not fight for very long.
Jing Hongchen snorted coldly and flew out of the Hongchen Mecha. "Researcher Fan, you certainly live up to your name as the first Level 9 Soul Engineer in the Douluo Three Kingdoms. But without the Civilization Research Institute's training, what chance would you have had of becoming one?"
Fan Yu said, "My current achievements certainly owe much to the Civilization Research Institute, and I'm deeply grateful. However, the institute is open to everyone and doesn't interfere with its researchers' decisions to participate in wars. There's no need to use that to take a jab at me, Brother Hongchen."
"That's right. Teacher Fan Yu becoming a Level