"Marksman." the marksman said.
"Taoist." the squad leader said.
"Mind Spirit." Ying said.
"Mechanical Master." Sun said.
"What abilities does Mind Spirit have?" Wu Xiaode asked with interest.
Ying looked at him without speaking.
Suddenly, a butterfly engulfed in flames appeared from the Void, fluttering back and forth in mid-air.
"This is an Elemental Creature I created with my mind." Ying said.
"Understood." Wu Xiaode looked toward Sun.
"I indeed managed to get a set of single soldier battle armor; obviously, I'm also an expert in mechanics," Sun said.
"I want a mecha too," Wu Xiaode said longingly.
The group laughed.
This kid was proficient with the fist blade, but after all, his age was apparent—
Probably no young man could resist those cold, entirely mechanically-composed behemoths.
"Mine is custom-modified, only I can use it. Later, I'll take you to the black market to see if we can find a standard model mecha," Sun said.