“If the person going up to the stage were you, I would have let you wear the armor too.” Huang Xiaolong firmly stated to Fang Xuanxuan.

Fang Xuanxuan’s angry puffed up cheeks turned red at Huang Xiaolong’s words. She raised her chin up and proudly said, “That’s more like it.”

Huang Xiaolong smiled wryly.

While the shocked crowd stared at the Black Dragon Divine Armor on Peng Xiao’s body on battle stage twelve, Han Qing’s face was twisted in anger. Resentment and greed burned in her eyes. There was greed in her eyes for the Black Dragon Divine Armor, and resentment at why a top-grade grandmist spiritual artifact, like the Black Dragon Divine Armor, would be on Peng Xiao!

Peng Xiao, who was wearing the Black Dragon Divine Armor, was invincible. Even if Wu Yanxi was stronger than he already was, he would still fail to break past the Black Dragon Divine Armor’s defenses. It was clear...