If using mecha, for some Spirit Masters with powerful Spirits, it instead restricts the full potential of their Spirits.
From all perspectives, a mecha master is not a path an excellent Spirit Master should take.
After hearing Mu Ye's explanation, Tang Wulin felt his Worldview was shaken, wondering if his path as a mecha master was about to end just as it began.
Qian Mo said indifferently, "Given the current development level of mecha, it is still more suitable for Spirit Masters with extremely poor Spirit quality. Peak combat power still relies on Dou Armor."
After Zhen Hua earnestly instructed Tang Wulin and made him understand that the path of a mecha master was not suitable for him.
Mu Ye said with relief, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. It's almost noon, I'll make you something delicious."
Mu Ye suddenly smiled, walked behind the red mecha, and pressed a spot on its leg.
A beam of light shone down, and a large box slowly descended from the abdomen of the red mecha.
The large box landed steadily in Mu Ye's hand. With a flash of light and shadow, Mu Ye disappeared from the spot.
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Inside the dining hall, after Mu Ye finished cooking, as everyone was enjoying the delicious Immortal Spirit Mushroom Soup, the door of the small dining hall was suddenly knocked urgently.
"What is it?" Zhen Hua frowned slightly. Normally, no one would disturb him here.
"President, something happened in the main hall. Someone is causing trouble," an urgent voice came from outside the door.
Zhen Hua frowned slightly, "Come in and speak."
The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in. He quickly came to Zhen Hua's side and whispered, "President, two people have arrived from somewhere, one older and one younger. The older one should be a Saint Craftsman level blacksmith. He proposed a forging challenge to us.
However, it wasn't him who was competing, but a child he brought.
They looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old."
Qian Mo's action of drinking soup paused slightly. He still remembered this plot point. The visitors were a Saint Craftsman and a forging genius from the Star Luo Continent.
The most crucial thing was that Zhen Hua was attacked by a Super Douluo level Evil Soul Master after the forging competition ended.
"Alright, let's go take a look." While speaking, he stood up, turned his head to Mu Ye, and said, "You guys continue chatting first, I'll be back shortly."
Mu Ye frowned, "Anyone who dares to challenge us at our doorstep must have some backing. I'll go with you. We can talk about our matters later."
Zhen Hua was startled for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright. Let's go."
Qian Mo and Tang Wulin naturally followed along. The four of them took the elevator downstairs.
When they arrived at the Forge Master Association hall, it was already packed with people.
In the center of the hall stood two people, one old and one young. The older one looked to be in his sixties or seventies, his hair already gray. He was tall and imposing, with exceptionally deep eyes that showed no turbidity typical of old age.
The other person was not only young but also a girl. She looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, extremely beautiful, with a graceful figure.
What was most attractive was her pair of hands.
Her palms were as white as jade, her fingers exceptionally long and slender. The size of her palms was no less than that of an adult man's, yet much more delicate.
The old man's name was Chang Gongyan, and the girl's name was Lin Yuhan.
Chang Gongyan's attitude was arrogant, his words boastful, claiming he would test if the Forge Master Association was full of people seeking fame without substance.
Qian Mo subtly observed his surroundings, carefully using his mental force to sense that there was indeed an aura he found extremely repulsive.
The next moment, Qian Mo's lips didn't move, forcing sound into a line. His voice simultaneously rang in Mu Ye's and Zhen Hua's ears.
"Senior, Teacher, I sense the aura of an Evil Soul Master among the crowd."
Mu Ye's brow twitched slightly. He also replied by forcing sound into a line, "A Mo, can you pinpoint the Evil Soul Master's location?"
"I can't confirm it. I can only sense a faint aura. This Evil Soul Master's strength is likely no less than a Titled Douluo," Qian Mo replied.
Mu Ye's expression turned slightly grim. An Evil Soul Master of Titled Douluo level or above was hidden among the crowd of the Forge Master Association. Who their target was, was naturally self-evident.
Mu Ye turned his head to look at Zhen Hua, but saw Zhen Hua gently shaking his head at him.
Mu Ye and Zhen Hua had known each other for many years, so he naturally understood that Zhen Hua was unwilling to back down. He could only secretly gather his spirit power, heighten his awareness, stand ready, and constantly pay attention to any disturbance around them.
"Okay, I agree to your request. If you lose, you don't need to follow any of my commands. From now on, we can simply have more exchanges."
Blacksmiths are originally one family. The World of forging has nothing to do with anything else.
As long as everyone strives towards the peak of forging, everything else is vanity."
Zhen Hua's words were very magnanimous. He turned to the staff and instructed, "Prepare two forging tables."
"Yes!"
Preparing forging tables at the Forge Master Association was the easiest thing to do.
Before long, two forging tables were placed in the center of the hall.
"May I ask, President Zhen Hua, who will be competing on your side?" Chang Gongyan asked in a deep voice.
Zhen Hua's gaze shifted between Qian Mo and Tang Wulin, finally settling on Qian Mo. He smiled calmly, "A Mo, you come."
"Yes, Teacher." Qian Mo slowly stepped forward and stood behind their side's forging table.
Hearing Qian Mo's address to Zhen Hua, Chang Gongyan's expression changed. He looked at Zhen Hua and asked, "Is this President Zhen Hua's disciple?"
After arriving in the Federal, Chang Gongyan had naturally heard about the Divine Craftsman taking a disciple.
Looking at Qian Mo, Chang Gongyan frowned slightly. He wasn't foolish. Anyone favored by a Divine Craftsman and taken as a disciple must possess extraordinary talent. Although the young man didn't look older than Yuhan, and he believed Yuhan was a forging genius, the title "Disciple of the Divine Craftsman" still made him feel faintly uneasy.
But now, harsh words had already been spoken, the arrow was on the bowstring, and it had to be released.
Zhen Hua nodded to Chang Gongyan, "That's right, Brother Chang Gong. How do you want to compete in this round?"
Chang Gongyan's expression was solemn as he slowly said, "The simplest comparison of a blacksmith's strength is the purification of metal."
"President Zhen Hua is busy with a myriad of affairs, so I presume you don't have much free time. Let's decide the winner and loser in a single round."
Both sides will choose the same type of metal for forging and purification. Whoever forges the better metal wins, how about that?"
"Alright." Zhen Hua didn't say more and immediately agreed.
He knew very well that Qian Mo's talent in forging was unmatched. In the face of absolute strength, whatever conditions the other side proposed would be useless.
Lin Yuhan stood opposite Qian Mo. Lin Yuhan's beautiful eyes secretly glanced at Qian Mo.
Qian Mo's handsome face, and his noble and sacred temperament, all held a great attraction for her.
When Qian Mo raised his eyes to look over, Lin Yuhan quickly lowered her head, her heart pounding non-stop like a startled deer.
"You choose the metal!" Hearing Qian Mo's magnetic voice, Lin Yuhan raised her head in surprise.