Mi Jia was eliminated by Huo Yuhao in an instant, and his valuable array of soul tools turned into gray powder that fell to the ground. Everyone from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy shuddered.
Damn it, this was too shameless, too brutal! A method like this was a fatal blow to the entire soul engineer profession!
Soul engineers certainly made money, but like alchemists, they had to build their early careers on mountains of resources and money!
Soul engineers with powerful backers, like Xiao Hongchen and Ma Rulong, had it easy enough. They could rely on their families to study and manufacture soul tools. But those like Mi Jia, who came from neither great families nor major powers, truly had to cross the river by feeling for stones. They made soul tools and sold them to buy materials for crafting higher-level ones.
Yet with just a light wave of the little carving knife in his hand, Huo Yuhao had severed their funding chains.
Although the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy would compensate them for the soul tools they lost after the Soul Fighting Tournament ended, losing a soul tool intended for a graduation project meant having to design and manufacture it all over again. Who knew how much time and effort that would take!
"Damn it, look at that mischievous grin. He definitely knows all of this!" Xiao Xiafeng said with a bitter smile. "Aside from the captain, who's already entered the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Tool Hall, the rest of us still have to pass our graduation assessments, even though we've reached Level 5 Soul Engineer. If our proudest soul tools get destroyed here and we don't even win the championship, won't we lose everything down to our last pair of pants?"
"Enough! Stop complaining and