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"Oi, Kid! Try these on."
Old Sam returned with a couple sets of gears. They were still worn by the mannequins that levitated and followed behind him like they were being controlled through telekinesis.
It's not telekinesis; it's an advanced application of chakra control. No big deal for experts, but difficult for Ren and those around the same level as him.
There were five sets of gear before him. The interesting part is that they looked like the kind of armors one would find in a medieval fantasy world, not a martial arts world.
Some were surprisingly bulky; others were light. Some looked uncomfortable at first glance, while others looked like they barely covered the things that needed to be protected.
Ren didn't say a word nor display a change in his expression. He walked up to the first armor.
