"If you don't show up soon, I'm going to use those Profound Turtle Shells to prop up a wobbly table leg."
The sender's name was followed by a mischievous grinning emoji.
'Looks like the materials from the Lei Brothers for refining their armor have arrived.'
Han Feng wasted no time. He pushed open the terrace door and leaned forward slightly, shifting his center of gravity.
In an instant, the airflow beneath his feet formed a complex spiral.
[Wind Manipulation Technique].
This Middle Tier Magic Technique, which he had magically modified, had now become his preferred method for short-distance travel within the city.
He didn't violently stomp on the ground for leverage like an ordinary Martial Artist; instead, his entire body lifted straight off the ground.
An invisible layer of kinetic air energy surrounded his body, allowing him to minimize wind resistance as much as possible.
Han Feng streaked through the sky high above the villa district.
