A Beast Master who knows Buddhist Technique and chanical Technique, but has never been seen taming beasts!
All the cultivators present thought so.
However, Lin Jing thought this statent was incorrect.
This cha, to be accurate, wasn’t piloted by him.
Lin Jing rely used chanical technology to assemble these materials, but he himself couldn’t control the cha.
The one truly controlling the cha was the Pine Leaf Mouse.
So theoretically, he was taming a beast, and the pet beast was piloting the cha!
Of course, so didn’t acknowledge the cha as a chanical construct.
Advanced chanical constructs are created by integrating soul cores, controlled by the heart and mind of the chanical master.
Like Mo Qianyi’s Immortal Shooting Chariot, which has a soul core integrated inside, allowing her to control the entire vehicle with her exquisite mind.
It’s akin to how cultivators refine magical treasures and use mana to activate them, but one controls with the mind and the other with mana.
This huge cha had no soul core, so to Yan Xiangbei, it couldn’t possibly be a chanical construct.
However, Lin Jing felt this statent was incorrect too.
After all, the Pine Leaf Mouse controlled the cha not with mana, but with its mind, just like how it controlled the red flying leaf, and the actions of the cha were also controlled by the Pine Leaf Mouse’s mind. Its connection to synthetic wood was through the mind.
Since both are controlled with the mind, why can’t this cha be a chanical construct?
"Take this."
Zzz!!!
The blood-red cha had only been on passive defense counter, but now, as the power surged efficiently, the cha quickly ford a long blade made entirely of vital energy and blood in its hand.
Swish!!!
The several-ter-long blade roared towards Yan Xiangbei.
Facing this terrifying blood blade, Yan Xiangbei didn’t have ti to think. He began to conjure a mid-grade magical treasure, a small gate-shaped item that, powered by his divine body, emitted three layers of phantoms, standing in front of him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three barriers blocked the blood blade, yet the blade shattered each one instantly, cutting through the three defenses. Yan Xiangbei was sent flying by the huge aftershock, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"A single blood blade broke through my three layers before dissipating!"
"Such blood energy, even ordinary Golden Core Body Cultivators don’t possess it. The most terrifying thing is the continuous and undiminished vitality." He covered his chest, put away the gate-shaped treasure, and prepared to attack instead of defend, taking out a mid-grade magical treasure-level flying sword.
"Go!" Yan Xiangbei ford a single-hand seal, and the flying sword instantly flew towards the cha’s chest. However, the huge cha imdiately opened its mouth, spewing blood energy. The scent of blood and wind was nothing compared to the massive blood energy storm that slowed the flying sword, forcing Yan Xiangbei to recall it.
"What on earth is this thing..."
Although with his current minor heavenly divine body he couldn’t amplify the mid-grade magical treasure’s power to high-grade might, the power was absolutely far beyond a burning low-grade treasure, yet it was still suppressed!
Yan Xiangbei felt imnse pressure.
Seeing this scene, the audience was silent, extrely curious about the powerhouse Lin Jing was driving.
Experts from the Divine Strategy Manor had also co with Mo Qianyi, and these chanical masters were very eager to see what the structure of this chanical construct was.
Unfortunately, there was a seal on the cha that blocked divine senses. Although the seal level wasn’t high, their divine senses could forcefully break through, but usually, such a seal would cause the chanical structure to self-destruct upon breakthrough; it was sothing so chanical masters devised to protect their secrets. Moreover, at this mont, this was the Phoenix Competition scene, and if their divine senses influenced Lin Jing’s battle, it would be akin to opposing the Celestial Secret Tower.
Although Divine Strategy Manor was the top chanical heritage power of the ancient country, it wouldn’t go against the Celestial Secret Tower’s competition for one chanical construct’s secret.
"But it’s certain that this chanical construct’s energy source is estimated to be demon beast’s blood, right?" Mo Qianyi stood by, finding it quite fitting with the na of the Beast Taming Sect.
Subsequently, Yan Xiangbei frequently used his magical treasures, but unfortunately, none could affect the cha, and the most frightening thing about this cha was its endurance. With mosquito power existing, plus the Pine Leaf Mouse’s reserves, Lin Jing could fight as long as he wanted, so for now, he didn’t mind playing with Yan Xiangbei for a while.
After all, he hadn’t had much chance to play since creating the cha.
Yan Xiangbei... was falling behind!
As the match reached this point, the academy’s teachers, students, and Dragon Palace mbers were stunned.
Especially the Dragon Palace mbers, they recalled the fear instilled by chanical bamboo spears once again this day.
When did they start forgetting that Lin Jing was also a chanical master who once created the annoying chanical bamboo spear?
Though chanical bamboo spears are now obsolete in the Qi Refining Stage and useless in the Foundation Establishnt Stage, they laid a reasonable foundation for Lin Jing to create even more terrifying things today.
"If I had known such a thing existed, I wouldn’t have spent a fortune raising a dragon-blood pet beast and would have followed the Palace Master to learn chanical Technique directly." The descendant of Ice and Fire Island, who had been defeated by Mo Qianyi’s chanical Technique and was recovering with pills, was very remorseful.
He watched the ring, finding it hard to imagine the third prodigy being so embarrassed.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Yan Xiangbei was in a state of collapse, feverish all over, fleeing around the ring as every move of the massive mosquito-powered cha had imnse power, and its defense was terrifyingly strong, making it almost impossible to resist.
Yan Xiangbei was reluctant to sacrifice the mid-grade magical treasure. After struggling for a mont, he finally took out his high-grade magical treasure, a small white treasure lamp that could be held in the palm of his hand with radiant treasure light flowing around it.
"Superior magical treasure, Silent Extinction Treasure Lamp, erge!"
A red-haired Yan Xiangbei floated in the air, summoning the strongest entity!
Seeing this, all the cultivators present held their breath, knowing that the crucial mont had arrived.
This Lin Jing indeed forced Yan Xiangbei to bring out his superior magical treasure!
It’s just unknown whether this bizarre chanical construct can withstand the treasure lamp!
"Rumor has it that the Silent Extinction Treasure Lamp contains a powerful strange fire, Silent Extinction Wild Flas, which, when fused with powerful mana, can easily burn even the Primordial Spirit." A Nascent Soul expert mumbled in the audience, such a treasure would be an absolute trump card even for us at the Nascent Soul Stage.
This artifact-wielding kid was already able to use it at the Foundation Establishnt Stage; what a stroke of fortune!
Helpless, Yan Xiangbei finally unleashed his trump card, and from within the treasure lamp, countless white flas erged. At this mont, Yan Xiangbei reversed the situation; the blood light from the cha’s eyes was instantly scorched by the white flas, and this third prodigy weakly looked at the cha, determined to burn it to ashes.
"It seems the situation is about to reverse, and the shell of that chanical construct seems to have tal and wood attributes... even if ordinary flas can’t restrain it, such Silent Extinction Wild Flas... are different!"
Even Lin Jing was unsure whether the mosquito-powered cha could withstand the might of a superior magical treasure.
But it’s not important.
A real man pilots a cha without planning for it to return intact.
"Activating this thing ans you can’t activate a treasure with a space-restriction spell, right?" Lin Jing murmured, and the next mont, Yan Xiangbei’s pupils shrank, his entire body on alert. With the white flas sweeping in, the huge cha’s red light flashed rapidly, emitting a "beep-beep-beep" sound.
"Pine Leaf Mouse, activate the self-destruct system."
"How dare you!" Yan Xiangbei’s pupils shrank. Then, under everyone’s shocked gaze, the massive cha suddenly stopped fighting and explosively self-destructed!
A cha can’t be without a self-destruct system.
Just a mont before the cha self-destructed, Lin Jing and the Pine Leaf Mouse’s forms appeared high above in the infinite sky, watching the rising massive red fireball below!!!
A red leaf, raised into the sky earlier during the battle.
Under the booming sound, high in the sky, a strong wind swirled.
"Alright, barely managed to resolve a strong enemy without injury." High above, Lin Jing’s hair flowed with the wind.
The Pine Leaf Mouse, also exhausted, wiped sweat from its brow. Yes, it was unhard, but the cha t a rather tragic end.
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