Ling Chen immediately drew closer and thrust his short sticks toward Xu Lizhi's chest.

Was it already over?

Just as most of the Battle Gods thought that Xu Lizhi would lose this match even before he had released his martial soul, a ball of light suddenly began to glow in front of Xu Lizhi's chest.

A resounding clang rang out, and it was Ling Chen that was forced back. He felt as if his short sticks had struck an impregnable fortress. A smile appeared on Xu Lizhi's face as a string of soul rings emerged from beneath his feet, and at the same time, a huge cuirass was revealed to have appeared in front of his chest.

This was a piece of battle armor, and it was shaped... like a stuffed bun!

Indeed, this stuffed-bun-shaped...