Boom!
The fist wind howled, seeming ready to tear through the air. The lingering force that struck the Fist Strength Tester made the black sponge tremble without end before finally settling after a long while. The sheer dominance of that power was clear!
And the number climbed wildly!
900!
950!
1000!
At last, it stopped on a number that entered Su Ye's sight, making his eyes light up.
"1048 kilograms!"
Su Ye let out a long breath, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint smile.
After all, when Lin Qingyue and Ye Xingli had possessed Eleven Martial Bones, the foundational strength they tested had only been a little over 990 kilograms!
Yet he had surpassed them by nearly fifty kilograms!
"This is what it means to have perfect foundation and solid roots!"
Su Ye lightly clenched his aching fist, feeling nothing but exhilaration and fulfillment.
Perhaps at the start, this difference amounted to only a few dozen kilograms of force.
But Su Ye believed that the further one went, the more such a gap would become crucial, widening the distance between them.
"More or less time to head back!"
Su Ye looked at the clock hanging in the room. It was already nine at night. Calculating the time, his parents should have gotten off work and finished preparing dinner.
Knock, knock!
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Through the liquid display, Su Ye saw that it was Master Li, Li Hai, outside.
"Come in!"
A middle-aged man dressed in a Black and White Dao Robe entered. At once, he noticed the number on the Fist Strength Tester, and his pupils contracted slightly!
He carefully looked Su Ye over, his expression carrying a trace of surprise.
"Su Ye, you broke through to the eleventh Martial Bone?"
Clearly shaken, he