Chapter 634: How About I Take It Off and Let You Try It On?

Shangguan Rong is already impatient to eliminate herself!

But what's so strange about that? She has long regarded him as a thorn in her side; if she weren't worried that killing him would cause extremely serious negative repercussions, she would have acted long ago.

Now that she knows his legs have recovered, she can't stand it any longer?

"Fine." Nangong Mo nodded, agreeing.

In his eyes lay endless mockery.

Shangguan Rong felt great joy in her heart, silently cursing Nangong Mo as foolish.

"Han'er, you have the Bu Tian Stone in your hand, and I've obtained the Golden Battle Armor from your father; you must, in the upcoming spar, take Nangong Mo's life!"

Regardless of the means, she doesn't care; she only wants Nangong Mo's life!

"Child, as you wish."

Nan Gong Han likewise answered via soul transmission.

He originally had little confidence in being able to kill Nangong Mo. After all, Nangong Mo's talent surpasses his; even though he has been idle these years, his strength is not far off, and he truly was not sure he could kill Nangong Mo.

However, now with the Bu Tian Stone in his left hand and the Golden Battle Armor in his right, killing Nangong Mo is just a piece of cake!

Nan Gong Han and Nangong Mo are to spar in front of the Library gate of the Shenzhou Academy, something many Academy disciples never imagined.

The two are both noble descendants of Huangjin City, half‑brothers of the same father, now standing apart; it feels less like a spar and more like a fated duel.

The battle is about to erupt.

Their spar began with a peak showdown.

"So strong!" As soon as it began, Nan Gong Han felt his arm numb with pain, and silently thought.

He again felt grateful that he wielded the Bu Tian Stone and Golden Battle Armor; otherwise he might not even be a match for Nangong Mo!

Nangong Mo, however, showed no reaction.

He has always known Nan Gong Han's strength and does not consider him a rival, even though he holds the Bu Tian Stone.

"Brother, look at this," Nan Gong Han said with a curled‑lip smile, golden light flashing around him, and soon a golden battle armor appeared on his body.

The moment he saw the Golden Battle Armor, Nangong Mo shivered all over, and endless despair flashed in his eyes in an instant...

"Brother, you've never touched the Golden Battle Armor before, have you?" Nan Gong Han smiled ambiguously.

Nangong Mo felt his throat dry and hoarse, gave a self‑mocking smile, and endless bitterness.

Yes, having grown up this way, I have never touched the Golden Battle Armor, because my father said only the future Lord of Huangjin City is qualified to handle it.

And now, father has handed the Golden Battle Armor to Nan Gong Han.

No wonder Nan Gong Han is so confident; besides the Bu Tian Stone, he also has the Golden Battle Armor.

These two items are the two great treasures of Huangjin City, yet both are in Nan Gong Han's hands; is that not enough to explain everything?

Since that is so, he will rely on his own ability to reclaim everything that should have been his!

Nan Gong Han, seeing Nangong Mo's reaction, felt even more exhilarated.

So what if Nangong Mo is the legitimate eldest son of Huangjin City?

In the end, he is still less favored than this younger brother!

Clad in the Golden Battle Armor with the Bu Tian Stone embedded, Nan Gong Han radiated golden light from head to toe, exuding an extremely sacred aura.

"Is this the power of the Golden Battle Armor and the Bu Tian Stone?"

The Academy disciples stared at Nan Gong Han, shaken by his aura.

All people know the Golden Battle Armor is a family heirloom of the Nan Gong clan, yet no one has ever seen it; today, thanks to Nan Gong Han, they have been treated to a visual feast.

Shangguan Rong looked at her own son, feeling nothing but satisfaction.

Sure enough, only her son wearing this Golden Battle Armor is the most fitting.

Her child Nan Gong Han is the one most suited to sit on the throne of the city!

As for Nangong Mo, he is nothing!

"Brother, how about I take it off and let you try it on?"

Nan Gong Han brushed away the non‑existent dust on the Golden Battle Armor, smiling maliciously.

"That won't do! The Golden Battle Armor isn't for just anyone to wear! Only those authorized by the city lord may wear it." Shangguan Rong glared at Nan Gong Han, then looked at Nangong Mo with an apologetic face, "Mo'er, don't listen to your younger brother; your father only authorized him, not you. If you wear it, father will be angry!"

As soon as those words were spoken, they sparked endless speculation among the crowd.

Both children of the Huangjin City lord, Nan Gong Han received authorization from Nan Gong Cang and donned the Golden Battle Armor.

What about Nangong Mo? He's never even touched the Golden Battle Armor since childhood!

The gap is just too huge.

Sure enough, even though Nangong Mo is the legitimate eldest son of Huangjin City, he still never receives favor!

"No need, I have my own."

Nangong Mo pursed his lips and said coldly.

"He has?"

Nan Gong Han and Shangguan Rong were both taken aback.

Shangguan Rong even showed an amused expression, "Mo'er, you say you have the Golden Battle Armor?"

"Yes!"

"Pfft~"

Shangguan Rong burst out laughing.

Who doesn't know there is only one Golden Battle Armor?

The sole piece is on Nan Gong Han's body; where does Nangong Mo get his Golden Battle Armor? Could it be self‑made?

"Alas, Mo'er, I know you're just talking hot air. How about this: later I'll speak to your father and have him let you wear it once as well, does that sound good?"

Shangguan Rong wore a look of consideration for Nangong Mo.

Nangong Mo glared coldly at Shang Guan Rong, saying word for word: "I have no interest in battle armor that others have worn. Keep it for yourselves; later you can wear it as a longevity robe for the funeral."

"You!"

Shang Guan Rong's chest heaved with anger!

This damn thing actually dares to curse her?

What is he anyway? He's just a beast born of a mother but never raised by one!

Nan Gong Han at this moment also squinted his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his pupils.

"Big brother, I'm very curious—what does your golden battle armor look like!"

He certainly didn't believe Nangong Mo possessed golden battle armor.

Unless he could condense a piece from the golden bloodline.

But how could that possibly be?

The Huangjin City hasn't had anyone able to forge golden battle armor for many years!