"Finally getting serious, huh!"
Ye Tian slowly came to a stop and looked Gao Yingjie over.
Countless silver threads began circling Gao Yingjie, followed by a crisp, pleasant clanging sound.
The Silver Box transformed amid the silver light.
A pair of greaves fastened around Gao Yingjie's legs first. As the silver light spread, even his legs were completely encased.
As the silver streams continued to flow, the rest of his body was gradually covered as well.
By the time Gao Yingjie stood up again, his entire body had been completely concealed within a suit of silver armor.
"So this is the legendary Mithril Base Battle Armor?"
Intense curiosity gleamed in Ye Tian's eyes.
The silver armor shimmered with a faint halo that spread a foot around him, looking as viscous as mercury.
Yet merely standing there, it radiated an overwhelming pressure.
There were not many patterns on the armor, but its streamlined design possessed an exquisite beauty. Every protrusion and every line was so perfect that it gave off a seamless, unified feeling.
It had to be said—it really looked cool.
"You keep giving me bigger and bigger surprises!"
Gao Yingjie's delighted voice came from within his helmet.
If he had not summoned the Mithril Base Battle Armor in time, even if he had not lost, he would at least have been seriously injured by now.
But even with the Mithril Base Battle Armor, Gao Yingjie still felt immense pressure.
Both Ye Tian and Sacred Dragon Ling'er were far stronger than he had anticipated.
The only good news was that Ye Tian seemingly had not mastered any high-level Secret Skills.
So victory was not entirely out of reach.
The instant that thought crossed his mind, Gao Yingjie suddenly moved.
The golden wings behind him flapped fiercely, and he became a