Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 681 Delicious!
At this point in the competition, the tournament was already halfway through.

Ye Yulin could no longer understand what Chen Ping was doing; all his actions were beyond the comprehension of this level nine soul master.

Ye Yulin, who had almost no knowledge of electromagnetic technology, had no idea what the rails and armatures Chen Ping had made were for.

They didn't understand how this thing worked—that an armature in a guide rail magnetic field would be subjected to a Lorentz force, propelling the projectile forward—a non-traditional method of kinetic energy weapon activation.

After half a game, Ye Yulin even began to doubt whether her understanding of soul tools was outdated, as she was dealing with many operations that she couldn't comprehend.
He should focus on that kid named Xie Guangkun; at least the soul tool Xie made was still within his technical reserves.

Thinking this, Ye Yulin then turned her gaze in another direction.

Off the stage, Feng Ling sat calmly in the audience rest area.

She seemed completely unconcerned about what was happening in Mingdu City.

Once the noise subsided, she let out a soft snort, filled with undisguised disdain.

A faint smile appeared on Nangong Wan's face.

To those in the Holy Spirit Cult, victory was already assured.

Whether it's Shrek Academy, the Body Sect, or the younger and older generations of the Star Luo Empire, none of them can escape it.

Once you enter that forbidden area in the west, it's a situation where there's no chance of survival.

At this moment, Chen Ping seemed to be focused on making the outer shell of the soul tool, but in reality, this level of complexity meant he didn't need to think too much about it.

Therefore, at this moment, he focused most of his attention on the warehouse outside the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

The tens of thousands of tons of rare metals, the dense array of soul-guided cannons, the sealed milk bottles, and all sorts of equipment sufficient to arm a soul master regiment had already been systematically planned and properly arranged by the undead in the demiplane.

This warehouse of the Sun Moon Empire was even more satisfying to plunder than the underground warehouse of Mingde Hall that Chen Ping had taken last time, since Chen Ping's strength was relatively average back then.

In the end, all they managed to get was the Snow Emperor's soul spirit and a level nine fixed-equipment cannonball. They never even saw the warehouses in Mingde Hall that stored rare metals and soul tools.

But this time, Chen Ping, having upgraded his equipment, was truly ruthless in his looting. He left the Sun Moon Empire with nothing, not even the shelves for storing things, even though the warehouse had three floors!

Well, this is exactly what the secret armory looked like when it was first built and before it had anything stored.

Having spent such a large sum of money, several times the value of the rare metals that Long Xiaoyao had lost to him in a bet, Chen Ping couldn't help but beam with joy when making the soul tool.

His expression at this moment was interpreted by Ye Yulin and the others as a manifestation of entering a state of flow while making the soul tool.

The seven judges were all top-tier Soul Masters, so they naturally understood Chen Ping's current state. This was precisely the state they dreamed of when creating Soul Tools!

This state is known in the world of Soul Masters as the unity of mind and body, or in other words, flow.

This state cannot be deliberately pursued; it can only be achieved when one's energy and spirit are at their peak, with a profound foundation, and one's cultivation and spiritual power have reached a certain level. Creating a level nine soul tool requires entering a state of perfect harmony between mind and body. Only in this state of unity can one complete the most complex creation process with effortless grace.

The chief referee, Starry Sky Douluo, and ninth-level Soul Master Ye Yulin's gaze towards Chen Ping had even begun to show a hint of greed.

No matter who his teacher is, they absolutely must win him over. A disciple like that is every soul master's dream.

"Good heavens, this Cai Xukun is a genius!" Another old man sitting next to Ye Yulin finally couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Keep in mind that the seven referees are on the competition stage, and if they are too loud, it could affect the players who are competing.

But the referee still couldn't help but speak out. This shows just how profound the impact Chen Ping had on him was.

Ye Yulin nodded slightly and said, "Old Wang, you noticed it too, didn't you?"

The old man surnamed Wang said irritably, "Old Ye, I'm not blind yet. How could I not see it!"

"To be able to enter a state of flow while creating soul tools in the competitive environment of this underground tournament, and to become more and more excited as you create soul tools—what a precious quality that is!"

Ye Yulin smiled wryly: "It's not just the flow of mind. I can't understand the working principle of the soul tool that this little guy made. His soul tool making technology even surpasses that aging ray that was inspired by the Evil Emperor's light of time and space some time ago."

"If when I first saw that aging ray soul tool, I just didn't understand the design of its core functional modules, then the soul tool this little guy is making now, I can only tell that it's a soul cannon, and I really can't see anything else."

Old Wang smiled wryly and said, "Don't be so explicit, okay? We old folks are all getting on in years, yet we can't even understand the soul tool made by a little kid. Isn't that embarrassing?"

Ye Yulin snorted disdainfully and said, "That's you, old man. I don't think there's anything shameful about it. There's a sequence to learning, and everyone has their own expertise. I'm still very young. If I encounter something I don't understand, I'll just learn it."

Old Wang paused for a moment, then sighed softly, "Relentless pursuit. That's the difference between you and me! That's also the main reason why I've always lagged behind you."

"However, no matter how much you think highly of this young man, when you discuss this new type of soul tool with him after this competition, be sure to invite me along."

"We're in too," several other referees nearby couldn't help but chime in.

Ye Yulin raised her right hand, and a soundproof light shield enveloped them all, preventing their conversation from disturbing the contestants who were in the middle of the competition.

"You shameless old fools are like mosquitoes drawn to blood. Observing is fine, listening is fine too. But no one can take it from me!"

"You should know that I've gone all out this time, even bringing out my latest Sun and Moon Divine Needles," Ye Yulin said fiercely.

The other six present were not comparable to him in the world of Soul Masters, and they were all somewhat helpless in the face of his domineering demeanor.

Old Wang quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright. Old Ye, can't we see through your little scheme? We won't fight you for it."

(End of this chapter)