Before long, Ang and the others were taken outside the city. After getting out of the carriage, Donna told the coachman to wait there. The coachman was happy to have some leisure time and readily agreed. Although he was not involved, he was deeply curious about the four people before him, especially when he saw Ang wearing that black Enchanted Armament, holding a longsword and shield, looking exceptionally imposing. The coachman could not help imagining that if he could wear such equipment too, he would surely slaughter enemies across the battlefield.
The four soon arrived at a broad clearing. Louis surveyed the surroundings, nodded in satisfaction, and stopped. Looking at Ang, he asked, "Are you ready?" Ang nodded firmly. "Master, I'm ready."
Louis continued, "Good. Then run around here as you please first. Use your imagination and test it however you like. See how much this Enchanted Armament improves your speed."
Ang nodded, circulated his Qi force, and began to run. At first, he was not particularly fast, but as his body gradually adapted to the Enchanted Armament's enhancement, his speed noticeably increased. His steps grew lighter and lighter, and like an agile Klinso deer, he raced across the clearing. At first, Donna and Charles could still clearly see him, but Ang soon became faster and faster, almost turning into an afterimage.
As Ang ran, he constantly changed direction, testing the Enchanted Armament's agility and acceleration. Every time he turned, he felt the support it gave his body, allowing him to easily perform all kinds of complex movements without feeling the slightest burden. Charles and Donna watched without blinking, their hearts full of amazement and envy.
As the distance he covered increased, Ang began making longer sprints. Dust rose behind him as his speed increased, and the air itself seemed