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Tie Fu'er patted the twisted metal wreckage someone had carried over. His voice was low and matter-of-fact, carrying a craftsman's steadiness. "Young Master, these 'Like a Flower' puppets have frames and cores made with our Chen Clan's secret Mechanism Art and specially formulated soul power alloys. Those can take some punishment."
"But the other components are made from ordinary materials, so each unit isn't especially powerful. In a head-on clash, they're only a hair stronger than the puppets an ordinary Mechanist can cobble together."
His gaze swept over the wreckage below as he laid out the crucial points. "Their strength doesn't lie in individual excellence, but in sheer numbers-and coordination."
"We've made eight models with clearly defined roles: long-range, mid-range, close combat, aerial... Like different kinds of Soul Masters, each performs its own duties. Put them together, and they can cover every direction. Numbers and coordination are what bring out their might."
Chen Zhouzhao nudged half a charred "arm" with his toe and curled his lips. "Fat Second Brother, that's all well and good, but aren't your Iron Ladies a little too flimsy? One little poke and they fall apart."
"You little..." Tie Fu'er glared, then caught sight of the elders out of the corner of his eye and forcibly swallowed the rest. He merely shot Chen Zhouzhao a vicious look. "Those last two 'Like a Flower' units with magnets on their backs were specifically designed to deal with Tool Martial Soul users like you."
"But you just had to smash them with that outrageously overbearing lightning sword intent of yours, tearing the gravitational field they'd generated to shreds in a single stroke."
"Then Jie Qi and Du Ling each added a sword strike and wrecked their cores outright. After that came your lightning storms