Li Baisheng continued his guidance. "Lin Xuan, your martial skills are too outdated. You need a new set of martial arts. Work diligently at absorbing qi each night to raise your realm."
"Zhao Yuan, although you are strong, you lost because you lack agility and flexibility. You need to improve your footwork."
"Zeng Tong, your judgment in battle is too poor, and you lack combat experience. But everything else is good—you meet the standards expected of this realm. When you have nothing to do, you should spar more with other prodigies."
Li Baisheng had watched the entire exchange closely. Now, he pointed out each disciple's weaknesses one by one so they could undergo targeted training.
"Commander, what about me?" Jin Lihua asked from the side, eagerly awaiting Li Baisheng's assessment.
"You should avoid being late," Li Baisheng said with a smile.
In his eyes, Jin Lihua had no flaws in battle. She had been taught by renowned masters since childhood, and her coming to Tianzhong Province now was merely because she had been too bored at home and wanted to look around.
Jin Lihua refused to let it go and asked again, "Commander, do I really not have a single problem?"
Li Baisheng glanced at her. "You do."
Jin Lihua's eyes lit up. "What problem?"
"Too proud."
The Drill Ground suddenly fell silent. Quite a few disciples lowered their heads, stifling their laughter.
Jin Lihua's pretty face stiffened slightly. "How am I proud?"
Li Baisheng said calmly, "When you fought Zhao Yuan just now, you only used seventy percent of your strength."
"When you fought Lin Xuan, you used only sixty percent. You thought you were being considerate toward your fellow disciples."
"But on a real battlefield, your opponent will not give you a chance to test the waters." Jin