The brightly lit conference room was terribly oppressive.
Huo Yuhao's expression was somewhat grim as he said, "These three major sects and academies are all quite powerful and hostile towards us."
Bei Bei calmly said, "Kill, Yuhao, our current strategy has changed. We no longer aim to win first place in the Soul Duel Tournament, but only to kill more lackeys of the Body Sect, Holy Spirit Cult, and Sun Moon Empire."
The Body Sect, the Holy Spirit Cult, and the Sun Moon Empire are mortal enemies of the Shrek Academy, an enmity that cannot be resolved.
Tang Wutong immediately agreed, saying, "I agree."
Huo Yuhao looked at the others, all of whom were indignant and agreed.
Holy Spirit Cult.
Zhong Liwu highly praised Yan Feng and the others who killed Shrek Academy, saying that if they could defeat the Body Sect and bring back the Saint Son, he would guarantee that they would reach the level of Super Douluo.
A generous reward will surely attract brave men. Yan Feng and the others were eager to find Qin Fang and persuade him to come.
To everyone's surprise, they couldn't detect Qin Fang's presence at all.
Not only the Holy Spirit Cult, but also the Body Sect and others were searching for Qin Fang's whereabouts, but to no avail.
Body Sect.
"Hmm, where is the Sect Leader? We haven't seen him for five days."
"I don't know. I remember the last time I saw the Sect Leader was during the round of 16."
"How about we go ask at the Mingde Hall?"
"Mingde Hall is under complete lockdown. No Soul Master are allowed to enter or leave, and we are not allowed to enter."
"I have a feeling that the Sect Leader is definitely in the Mingde Hall."
Du Busi said, "Don't worry about Qin Fang. You all prepare well for the Semi-Finals. Ao Tian, go draw lots later."
Meng Hongchen and the others, having learned of Qin Fang's whereabouts and seen Qin Fang design blueprints, held Qin Fang in even higher esteem.
Is this thing even something a human brain could come up with?
The deepest part of the Mingde Hall.
Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen also joined the research, helping to engrave some simple patterns.
The forging process was nearing its end. The moment the assembly was completed, the entire research lab fell silent, and everyone's eyes were filled with boundless anticipation.
In the research lab, there were eight level nine Soul Engineer, dozens of level eight Soul Engineer, but very few level seven Soul Engineer, only Qin Fang, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen, all of whom Jing Hongchen trusted.
After all, this research is far too important. It is enough to change the course of the entire battle, and even overturn the entire landscape of the Douluo Continent.
Jing Hongchen broke the deadlock first, his mouth a little dry, and asked, "Qin Fang, tell me? Can it fly?"
Qin Fang was utterly exhausted, but his words were full of confidence as he laughed, "Of course it's possible."
Meng Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen, and the others also looked excitedly at the enormous thing in front of them.
This is a High-Altitude Flying Fighter designed by Qin Fang himself and forged by the entire Mingde Hall. In a sense, it should be considered a level nine Soul Tool.
After all, its internal structure is engraved with at least level nine patterns, and even its outer shell is engraved with level eight patterns.
This is the result of the entire Mingde Hall operating at high speed day and night. During this process, many problems were encountered, but they were all solved one by one through collective wisdom.
Qin Fang: I really dare not underestimate any of the Rank 9 Soul Engineer of the Mingde Hall. They are natives, but natives limited by the times. If someone can bring them inspiration, the energy they unleash is no weaker than any top genius.
To be honest, this Fighter Jet has been modified by almost 70-80%.
The entire Fighter Jet has a fuselage length of 21 meters and a wingspan of 14 meters. It is huge in size and heavy in weight. It is silver all over, streamlined, and exudes a top-notch aura, like Steel King in the sky.
Even when lying quietly in place, it still exudes an unparalleled sense of dominance.
This Fighter Jet has hollowed out 50% of the precious metals in the Mingde Hall. If it cannot fly successfully, it will be a real disaster.
Qin Fang, itching to try, eagerly said, "Mirror Hall Master, how about we give it a shot?"
The entire Fighter Jet has only two pilot seats. Located at the very front, they offer excellent visibility.
Jing Hongchen was somewhat uneasy, still struggling with his question, "Brother Qin Fang? This steel monster weighs a full forty tons! Can it really fly?"
Qin Fang took out a light blue crystal and put the entire Fighter Jet into it, then laughed and said, "Mirror Hall Master, there's no need to worry about it anymore. Let's take it for a spin. By the way, is the runway finished yet?"
At this moment, a level nine Soul Engineer nodded and said, "It was completed a day ago, so it wasn't very difficult."
The Rank 9 Soul Engineer and Level 8 Soul Engineer masters present all followed Qin Fang away, eager to see if the fruits of their hard work over the past few days could actually be achieved.
Flying—that's humanity's ultimate dream.
From the beginning when only Soul Saint could freely soar through the sky, to the emergence of Flight Soul Tool, and then to the debut of this Fighter Jet.
If it could truly fly, perhaps it could fulfill the Tian Meng. After all, Qin Fang's design blueprints show that this Fighter Jet doesn't have high requirements for Soul Master.
Although it is a level nine Soul Tool, it seems that Soul Master can also control it.
The outskirts of Mingdu.
This place is rarely visited, but it is a branch of the Mingde Hall, used as a place to experiment with some special Soul Tool.
Qin Fang saw this pitch-black track, a straight stretch of five thousand meters, used for the initial acceleration.
Qin Fang and Jing Hongchen used Retinal Scanning Technology to board the Fighter Jet and begin pre-flight checks.
"Wings, normal."
"Rank 9 Milk Bottle, operating normally."
"Level 9 Acceleration Rune, normal."
"Rank 9 Floatation Rune, normal."
Qin Fang Jing Hongchen checked for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before taking a deep breath.
Qin Fang laughed and said, "Mirror Hall Master, we are about to usher in a new era."
Jing Hongchen felt a lingering fear. He knew best the danger this Fighter Jet contained. If it had self-destructed and disintegrated in mid-air, neither he nor Qin Fang would have survived.
Meng Hongchen, Jing Hongchen, and the level eight and nine Soul Engineers all clenched their fists, remaining silent and not daring to breathe.
Qin Fang wasn't worried at all. He hummed a little tune, lit the Milk Bottle, and steadily output power.
With a whoosh, a pale blue flame beam shot out from the tail of the Fighter Jet, bursting forth with high temperature and generating tremendous thrust, causing the wheels at the bottom to move.
Meng Hongchen and the others were on tenterhooks.
Inside the machine, intricate patterns shimmered with light, and the nine-level Milk Bottle continuously supplied power, while the external patterns complemented each other.
The Fighter Jet's initial acceleration is getting faster and faster.
Km.
Two kilometers.
Three thousand meters.
Qin Fang forcefully lifted the Control Stick, and the nose of the entire Fighter Jet slowly rose, lifted off the ground, and took off in one smooth motion.
In an instant, the flames at the tail intensified, and the entire Fighter Jet transformed into an arrow, soaring into the sky and disappearing into a black dot.
The level eight and level nine Soul Engineer of the Mingde Hall erupted in cheers as vast as the sea of clouds.
Thank you for reading, brothers.
Seeking Everything, love you all.