Baili Tu's helmet was in the shape of a dragon, his head in the dragon's open mouth.
Jiang Chen estimated the helmet could weigh dozens of pounds.
"You'd better take your armor off," Jiang Chen said.
Because it wasn't only useless, but would affect Baili Tu's speed and agility…
But his words aroused much controversy among the crowd. The onlookers were puzzled.
"He doesn't know?" some people thought to themselves.
The specially-made spiritual armor was Baili Tu's signature weapon. It could be used together with martial arts techniques and secret methods.
He was always wearing it, whether it was a fight or just a practice round.
Jiang Chen had suggested he pull it off and it had sounded like he said it for Baili Tu's sake. The onlookers were speechless.
Baili Tu didn't say anything either. He just manipulated his holy yuan. The black armor instantly emitted a brilliant blue and yellow radiance. It soon formed a holy dragon that swam along his body.