Unfortunately, his master had matched the girl he had grown up with to another genius disciple the master favored more.
This caused Master Li’s disposition to change drastically, making his personality rather twisted.
His disciples would always compete ruthlessly and rcilessly."
Everyone suddenly understood, so that was the reason!
Yet another classic case of ’a hateful person must have been pitiable too’...
"Being ruthless is one aspect, but this might also be a mountain-climbing strategy for the other side," ng Lang said, stroking his chin.
"How so?" Yan Weiwei asked, looking over.
"According to the rules, the defensor not only has to face challengers coming up the mountain but also those who have failed from higher up.
The higher you go, the fiercer the competition becos, and even if you reach the peak, challenges will continue relentlessly, becoming more formidable.
After all, humans aren’t made of iron; continuous battles are a severe test of a climber’s stamina.
Thus, reducing the number of challenges you face increases your chances of winning...
Just look at our psychological changes and you’ll understand, from our journey here, we’ve seen what those who failed look like, isn’t the ntal pressure intense?
For a regular climber, upon facing soone like Li Lei, wouldn’t they have to think twice before challenging him?
Those of comparable strength may consider whether it’s worth engaging in a battle where both parties could end up badly hurt, thus stopping at their current rank.
Not to ntion those of lesser strength who probably scare off just by facing him, imdiately admitting defeat.
Having a rank is definitely better than being eliminated outright, right?
So, their tactic is to create difficulty first and ease later, using intense ans to deter a large batch of climbers.
With fewer challengers, he gets more rest, thus managing his energy better...
It’s like long-distance running; so steadily progress step-by-step, while others reserve energy to sprint at the crucial mont.
Their thod is quite ruthless, starting with a sprint that seems to display an insurmountable gap, but in reality, it’s just creating difficulty first to throw off others’ rhythm and gain an advantage for themselves."
"Hmm... Xiao ng, you make a lot of sense! This is probably their psychological warfare!" Kong Wu thought for a mont and nodded in agreent.
Everyone looked enlightened.
You know, with such analysis, the pressure Li Lei imposed on everyone had indeed lessened considerably.
After all, sches and tricks are not scary, being overwheld by sheer strength is...
"Ha! I didn’t expect you to think of that layer; it looks like your psychology studies aren’t too bad, huh?"
Yan Feng appeared as if he had expected all along.
It was that sarcastic tone that made ng Lang feel like cursing.
Isn’t it over yet?
I’m here strategizing for your climbs, comrades! Comrades, all right!
How did this guy, with such a backward approach, beco the Family Head of the Yan family?
Little did he know that this wave of psychological analysis had solidly proved that he was not just so "simple-minded young man"...
Annoyed, ng Lang sat back down and started cracking sunflower seeds again.
Unexpectedly, it wasn’t long before the elderly Yan Feng seemingly nonchalantly ca over when no one was around.
With a sowhat unnatural expression, he left a ssage,
"Weiwei is very stubborn and probably won’t give up easily, if... please rember to persuade her for !"
Watching Yan Feng’s slightly stooping back as he walked away,
ng Lang remained silent for a mont, ultimately, he sighed helplessly.
Saying the harshest words, doing the tenderest things.... maybe this is what being a father is all about.
This guy...
Is both a blend of an old man gone bad and a bad man grown old
and a contradiction of fatherly love like a mountain and a mountain crumbling...
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