A stool weighing over ten pounds, and he actually needs two hands to lift it up, Basil Jaak was speechless.
He put down the stool and looked at his own hands. The skin had become white and tender, very smooth, like the skin of a newborn baby, but the strength in these hands was really eye-opening.
It wasn't just Basil; even Yetta Astir nearby, as well as Viola who just entered the room, were dumbfounded.
"A stool like this, you need two hands to lift?"
Yetta pointed at the wooden stool on the floor, asking in surprise.
A wooden stool weighing over ten pounds was within reach, and with Yetta's current strength, she didn't even need to move, she could lift it with just a wave of True Qi.
If Basil were at the late stage of the Nascent Soul, not to mention one stool, even ten or a hundred, he could easily use True Qi to lift them off the ground.
But now, Basil couldn't do it.
Even lifting one stool with one hand felt like his arm couldn't hold it.
