Meanwhile, Sophie watched Bruce ascend through the weight tiers, eyes narrowed with intense focus. Then she smirked.
'This was the true difference between A-Rank and S-Rank. This was why the world feares them.' Sophie's gaze lingered on Bruce, awe flickering in her crimson eyes. 'And this is the level I have to reach… no, surpass.'
She clenched her fist lightly.
And I will.
Bruce stood before the 600-ton barbell. He gripped it calmly and lifted.
Smoothly.
Effortlessly.
He set it down like it weighed nothing.
The bowl-cut guy nearly had a heart attack. Sophie looked proud but unsurprised. Bruce simply moved on to the 800-ton rack.
Lift.
Down.
Then 900 tons.
Even then, no struggle.
Finally, he stopped before the massive 1,000-ton barbell. The sheer weight warped the metal rack beneath it. The air trembled faintly from the mana pressure around it.
Bruce grabbed it with both hands and grinned.
"Let us see where my limit is."
He pulled.
