"Mechas with pilots inside can be stored in a storage space?"
Feng Yuan was equally shocked, unable to understand.
Just now, he noticed that Yun Ze had retrieved both mechas from a storage ring.A storage ring could store mechas, yes—but storing living people inside was impossible.
"No… If it's a red-grade mecha, the pilot doesn't need to be inside. A soul spirit can substitute."
After a moment of confusion, Feng Yuan reacted.
Neither he nor Li Qing understood red-grade mechas well—they didn't realize these were actually black-grade mechas, not red-grade.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Molten Monarch mecha ran across the air, and every footstep caused the atmosphere to explode.
Its massive body charged forward with terrifying momentum, radiating scorching and crushing pressure.
The Flame Nine-Headed Bird shot upward. All nine heads screamed together, its body blazing like a burning star, spewing flames simultaneously.
Huge fireballs—each several meters in diameter—fell like raining meteors.
Li Qing and Feng Yuan's expressions grew serious. The aura released by the two mechas prevented them from being careless. Retreating rapidly, they activated their martial souls.
Behind Li Qing appeared a black-and-white leopard, strong and sleek, eyes glowing dark red.
Spatial Demon Leopard — a top-tier mutated leopard martial soul.It controlled spatial power, was extremely fast, and had fierce attack power.
As his martial soul emerged, nine spirit rings rose one after another: five purple, four black.Level 92 Title Douluo soul power thickened the air.
Behind Feng Yuan appeared a small purple ferret-like creature, only the size of a small dog.
Void Mink — a top-tier space-attribute martial soul capable of space traversal.
The corresponding soul beast, the Void Mink, was considered one of the most mysterious soul beasts—always blinking through space, hard to find, rarely seen.
Both possessed space-type martial souls — which was why they were assigned to search for the lost Small Realm.
Feng Yuan's soul power fluctuated at level 91, with three purple, six black rings.
Yun Ze wasn't standing still. He released his martial soul, three purple and one black rings rotating around him.
At the same time, a full suit of battle armor materialized, sleek and exquisite, radiating a domineering aura.
With the battle armor equipped, Yun Ze's strength skyrocketed, his energy fluctuations comparable to a high-rank Soul Douluo.
With his soul core now condensed, his internal soul power was vast enough to completely unleash the full potential of his two-word battle armor.
Two-word battle armor also varied in grade: white, yellow, purple, black, red, and the almost unheard-of gold.
If one were to classify Yun Ze's armor, it would undoubtedly be gold-grade, the highest quality possible.
The higher the quality, the stronger the amplification.This set provided over twice the boost of a typical red-grade two-word battle armor.
Li Qing and Feng Yuan exchanged a glance. After years of partnership, they understood one another without words.
Feng Yuan's figure flickered as space rippled—he disappeared instantly and reappeared behind Yun Ze, reaching to grab.
But what met him was not Yun Ze's exposed back, but Yun Ze turning around—his armored metal fist wrapped in flames already launching forward.
The flames flickered like a phoenix spreading wings due to the incredible speed.
Feng Yuan's face changed. He hadn't expected the strike and quickly tightened his grasp to clash with Yun Ze's fist.
Bang!
The collision resounded like thunder, energy ripples violently spreading outward.
Yun Ze stood unmoving.Feng Yuan, however, was blasted back, pain twisting his expression—his hand burned and trembling uncontrollably.
Both the crushing force and scorching flames damaged his arm severely.
"How did you detect my position?"
Feng Yuan stared in disbelief once he stabilized.
As a Title Douluo, he could short-distance teleport without using soul skills—usually catching opponents unprepared and taking control early.
Even Super Douluo often struggled against this ability. He once even fought a Super Douluo to a draw using it.
But now, an ability that even Super Douluo found troublesome was completely ineffective against this teenager.
What shocked him even more—Yun Ze's energy fluctuations were equivalent to high-rank Soul Douluo. How could that be possible?
On the other side, Li Qing released his own battle armor and began high-speed movement, narrowly avoiding falling fireballs.
Just as he evaded, a massive fist from the Molten Monarch mecha—larger than a human torso—slammed toward him.
Using rear thrusters, the mecha's speed suddenly soared, catching Li Qing completely off guard.
He failed to dodge—his entire body was struck, bones cracking like dry wood.Blood spurted from his mouth as he shot away like a fired cannon shell.
He flew hundreds of meters before the Flame Nine-Headed Bird bombarded him again—multiple fireballs converging and covering an entire area, leaving no escape route.
Enduring searing pain like his bones breaking apart, Li Qing activated his fifth spirit ring.
His body became phantasmal, merging into space itself—fireballs passed through his body harmlessly as if striking nothing.
Cough cough!As his body returned to normal, he coughed violently, blood spraying as his face paled.
"Today I'll tear apart your two mechas!"
Li Qing roared angrily.
He always had a fiery temper—and injury pushed him beyond reason. He didn't care whether he was outmatched.
The two mechas continued suppressing Li Qing. One mecha alone was enough, but Yun Ze had intentionally arranged both—because he wanted to test his current combat strength and use a Title Douluo as a sparring partner.
"I don't believe it!"
Feng Yuan gritted his teeth, teleporting again to Yun Ze's right side.
Appearing, he met Yun Ze's calm indifferent gaze—followed by another flaming punch exactly like before.
This time, he gathered more soul power into his arm and clashed again.
Yun Ze was pushed back several meters—this strike was far stronger than the previous.
But Feng Yuan still suffered. He was blasted back dozens of meters, his right arm injury worsening, brows tightly furrowed.
"How are you detecting my position?"
Feng Yuan asked deeply frustrated.
Yun Ze's martial soul clearly wasn't space-type. He shouldn't have been able to perceive teleportation points.
Yet both exchanges proved he could anticipate his position.
Otherwise, such perfect counters would have been impossible.