CHAPTER 273: CHAPTER 142 ICE BREAKING_2

Li Xiu watched with a slight frown. Theoretically, S-level Blood Boil should double the strength. The last time, Shale’s destruction value was close to eighteen, so this time it should be at least thirty-five.

However, this time he didn’t even reach thirty, which was clearly due to Shale’s incorrect exertion method.

This situation did not only occur with Shale; Doge and the others were in a similar situation.

Although they didn’t have S-level skills, they all used some skills to stabilize their destruction power over twenty, but the force they exerted was only a bit over twenty, with none breaking thirty.

Only Pan easily broke thirty with a single punch.

Li Xiu punched again, and the value was still twenty-four, exactly the same as last time.

"I’m going out first." Shale didn’t have the confidence to reach a destruction value of thirty, so he didn’t dare participate in the next round of trials.

"Your exertion method is incorrect; otherwise, you should easily break thirty." Li Xiu said to Shale.

"Where am I wrong?" Shale’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he asked eagerly.

Doge and the others, however, were dismissive of Li Xiu’s words. For someone who could only exert a destruction value of twenty-four to say that someone with a value close to thirty was not enough was a bit laughable.

In their hearts, they already concluded that Li Xiu must have some special status for Pan to respect him so much, rather than being respected because of his strength.

"You’re using too much force," Li Xiu thought for a moment and said, "This strike relies on explosive power, and explosive power isn’t sustained strength. Before you even throw a punch, your whole body’s muscles are already so tense, and before the punch is thrown, some muscle strength is already consumed. Try to relax first, and only let the power explode at the moment of punching, and the destruction power should easily break thirty."

"How do I do that?" Shale tried throwing a few punches but couldn’t grasp the trick.

His combat techniques were all gained from fighting and hadn’t been systematically trained; he did whatever felt comfortable, but sometimes a person’s feeling can be deceptive.

Li Xiu walked over to Shale and guided him on what to do.

Doge and the others watched for a while and then directly removed their wristbands and exited the trial.

To them, what Li Xiu said was nothing more than clichés and not practical at all.

If Shale really believed him and continued with the third round of trials, he’d probably be doomed.

"We don’t even know what that guy’s status is to make our leader respect him so much. Could that guy be a privileged child from some super metropolis, bossing people around just because he has some status? It’s really harmful," Doge muttered quietly.

"What nonsense are you spitting? Is our leader that kind of person? If the leader respects someone so much, there must be a reason," the other comrades dismissed Doge’s statement.

Even though they didn’t think much of Li Xiu’s prowess, they didn’t believe Pan would lower himself so much just because someone was from a privileged background.

"Heh, you’ve all heard what he said; do you think it’s reliable? In battlefield combat, it’s all about momentum and a surge of hot blood. Relax first, and what kind of fight is that?" Doge sneered, "In my view, that guy is just a theoretical blowhard without any real strength, yet he’s teaching others how to do things. Only an idiot like Shale would believe him. You can believe that if Shale doesn’t step out in this round, he’s gonna get screwed. As for that guy himself, if he has skill bonuses, he might survive the third round, otherwise, he’ll meet the same fate."

The others stayed silent, also feeling that what Li Xiu said had more theoretical value than practical use.

In the Trial Ground, when the countdown ended, Shale didn’t choose to give up; he now had the confidence to pass the third round.

Pan watched from the side without saying a word. Although Li Xiu seemed to be guiding Shale, in reality, he was also speaking to him, and he’d taken it to heart.

Standing from different heights, the understanding varies. In Doge’s view, Li Xiu’s theories were useless, but for Pan, they were like a wake-up call.

"In the past two years, have I been exerting too much force?" Pan reflected on some of his actions within.

For an ordinary soldier fighting on the front lines, courage and a surge of passion are needed, but for a commander, excessive aggression may not be a good thing.

Over the past two years, the Fourth Army has been renowned for its bravery in the Gu Yue Legion, with a very fierce combat style and frequent victories in battle.

But the Fourth Army’s casualty rate was also the highest among the ten armies of the Gu Yue Legion.

Previously, Pan wasn’t aware of this issue, but thinking it over now, some battles didn’t require such urgency; if he had the patience to wait and accumulate enough power instead of forcing a small force to win against a larger one, the casualties among his soldiers would have been much less.

Reflecting now, Pan broke into a cold sweat, realizing his mistakes over the past two years: he had been too impatient.

As a commander, courage is commendable, but reckless bravery shouldn’t be a long-term strategy.

Of course, because those words were spoken by Li Xiu, Pan was willing to listen and reflect.