Callum Miller's body trembled slightly, and a set of armor appeared on him.
This armor was covered in dazzling golden light, and together with the spear he held in his hand, he looked like a War God.
Ethan Smith frowned, "How can he use weapons in this match?"
The peak master bitterly smiled, "As long as it's not a Saint Weapon, it doesn't violate the rules."
Upon hearing this, Ethan Smith became even more surprised.
If that was the case, wouldn't it be effortless to take out the bracelets that Clare Richardson gave to him to deal with this opponent?
Of course, Ethan only thought about this in his heart. He didn't need to use any magical artifact to deal with someone like Callum Miller.
"Ethan Smith, be careful," Ninth Cloud warned.
Ethan Smith hummed in acknowledgment, and with a slight tremble of his body, he landed in the center of the battlefield.
As their eyes met, the look of ridicule on Callum Miller's face remained.