Supple Strength, also known as Hidden Strength.
It was an advanced application of force.
Through precise control of force, it could be concentrated at a single point and poured into a target's body before erupting, producing this effect.
When Xue Jing threw a punch with Supple Strength, all of his force was applied to the force tester's striking pad without touching the machine itself. Thus, the machine showed no reaction at all, while the striking pad was torn to pieces by the Supple Strength.
Those skilled in using Supple Strength, such as Meng Qing Jiao, could even wield it freely. Her attacks were silent and effortless, yet immensely powerful. With the lightest touch of her palm, she could send Xue Jing flying more than ten meters without injuring him, directing all her force into pure "pushing power."
Ever since Xue Jing's Moving Strength had reached Lv6 the day before yesterday, he had quickly learned how to use Supple Strength.
He was not yet proficient, however. His punches still produced dull thuds, and he could not yet reach the realm of silent, effortless power.
"Junior Brother, could you please go to the warehouse and get a striking pad for the force tester?"
Xue Jing patted an ordinary disciple on the shoulder and smiled.
A strange feeling suddenly rose in him. He felt like some leader who had caused trouble for others, then expected them to clean up after him...
Still, he had not intended to make a move in the first place. It was only because the disciples had enthusiastically urged him on that he had been unable to resist showing off a little. Even setting the facts aside, the destroyed striking pad was definitely the fault of those disciples who had egged him on.
Unaware that this Junior Brother was