Actually, Su Mo didn't have any requirements for the armor's defensive properties.
Well, it's not that he had no requirements, his requirement was something cool, mighty, and imposing!
Just imagine, riding a Divine Level mount, wielding a Divine Artifact, and wearing an impressive and domineering set of armor.
This is the true War God!
Not like his masters, one always in a red robe, the other in a green long gown, lacking any sense of aesthetics, yet self-proclaimed War Gods.
Of course, he only dared to think this in his heart; otherwise, with his master's temper, he might get a beating.
Even though they couldn't really hurt him, he couldn't do anything about them either.
Su Mo shook his head to throw the fantasy out of his mind, suddenly unleashing his strength at the peak of Level 20 Blank Level, at which point he felt like shouting out:
"I am the peak of Level 20, who can kill me, who dares to kill me!"
