"So, all things considered, the training method I invented was still superior."
Yu Xiaogang's expression turned stern as he delivered his final conclusion.
"But Master Yu Xiaogang, if there were many Weighted Bracers, wouldn't they be both convenient and adjustable in weight?"
Ma Hongjun blankly voiced the doubt in his heart. The adorably dazed Little Fatty did not notice Yu Xiaogang's embarrassment at all.
A stammering voice spoke up. "In my opinion, that wouldn't be a bad solution either. But such bracers must be very rare, and certainly extremely valuable. It's completely impossible for everyone to have a pair, so Ma Hongjun, you should put away those little thoughts of yours."
"Am I right, Ning Rongrong?"
Yu Xiaogang had found a suitable excuse to prove his theory correct: there were too few Weighted Bracers, nowhere near enough to equip everyone with a pair, so his method was more universally applicable.
"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and run. You can only eat dinner after you finish. I've already prepared medicinal baths for you, so don't worry about damaging your bodies. I'll make up for it."
Yu Xiaogang urged Ma Hongjun and the others to get up and start running, but how could Ning Rongrong, that little devil, let Yu Xiaogang have his way? She was determined to undermine him.
"Xiao Wu, Qingqing, and Li Chen, what weight of bracers do you need? My family has plenty. I'll have someone go back and fetch them for you. They're just sitting around anyway, though they're all old ones, so don't dislike them."
Ning Rongrong grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's little hand and spoke playfully.
"Don't be polite with me. My family really has a lot. These things may not be common, but there are quite a few on Douluo Continent. It's just