Yu Xiaogang and Flender were both astonished by Yang Xiong's condition. After the entire run, only Ning Rongrong and Yang Xiong remained fully conscious. One had to know that Yang Xiong's load had probably long surpassed the limit of a Soul Elder.
Flender was somewhat puzzled. "Xiaogang, where exactly is Yang Xiong's limit? It feels like these stones can't weigh him down at all."
Yu Xiaogang's expression turned solemn. "I don't know either. You should know that I gave Yang Xiong a full two hundred and twenty jin this time. Yet he still handled it so easily, and even had the strength to help Oscar and Ning Rongrong. I'm beginning to suspect that his isn't an ordinary Body Martial Soul, but something more like an exceptionally powerful Beast Martial Soul. But Dai Mubai's White Tiger should already be at the pinnacle of Beast Martial Souls. Yang Xiong's strength and stamina are simply too exaggerated."
Flender thought for a moment. "Xiaogang, is it possible that it isn't a Martial Soul issue at all, but an issue with Yang Xiong himself? He has trained with weights and taken Medicinal Baths since childhood, and his teacher is Bone Douluo. Perhaps all that Body Forging made his body far tougher than an ordinary person's."
Yu Xiaogang nodded. "That is the only possibility. It seems I underestimated Bone Douluo's training of him. Perhaps he truly can reach the limit of what this Martial Soul is capable of."
Over the next few days, the house funded by Yang Xiong was finally completed. Everyone had their own room, making it more convenient to do things that required a degree of privacy.
Everyone loved the new house. Though Yang Xiong had funded it, twelve- and thirteen-year-old boys and girls all had their own private matters. Dai Mubai