105: Chapter 105 Practice Makes Perfect

Song Kaifei looked like he was watching a play: "Exactly... this kid is quite handsome, but can good looks put food on the table? I think he's better suited for the Arts Troupe."

He Chenguang shook his head with a smile; his comrades' words were too mean.

Beside them, the Special Service Company's commander, Li Xiang, was already speechless with shock.

Is this still Yan Poyue?

In the Special Service Company, he was invincible among the new recruits, with no one being his match. Even Squad Leader Fan had been defied by him repeatedly, and all sorts of physical punishments aimed at Yan Poyue were useless. He was like a God of War; no matter how he was handled, he wouldn't yield.

Yan Poyue was even stronger in Combat. Back then, even the Combat instructor praised Yan Poyue, saying there was nothing left to teach him.

Now, Yan Poyue seemed to have met his match, unable to land a single hit no matter how he fought.

The new recruits were even more dumbfounded. The myth of the New Recruit Company had been shattered. Yan Poyue was originally very strong; at least when they faced him, it was like facing a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

But now, Yan Poyue was like a three-year-old in kindergarten provoking a coach from a Sanda Team.

"Brother Poyue, what's going on?"

"It shouldn't be like this. Brother Poyue wouldn't be this weak."

"Keep it up, Brother Poyue!"

Many new recruits were shouting, cheering for Yan Poyue. Xiao Yunjie and Lü Xiaotian glanced at each other, unable to believe that Yan Poyue could be suppressed to such an extent.

Slap!!

Suddenly, Yang Han threw a kick. Compared to Yan Poyue's, it was like a master versus an amateur. The difference in both Speed and power was clearly visible.

"Not good."

Yan Poyue's expression changed wildly, his internal danger alarm reaching the maximum level. He swore this was the strongest kick he had ever seen, the strongest in his life without exception.

Thud.

Yan Poyue retreated more than ten meters, and finally, unable to hold his ground, he rolled backward. He looked as pathetic as could be—even more so than when Wang Yanbing was defeated earlier.

"I... lost?"

Yan Poyue quickly scrambled up but did not continue the attack. His eyes were dazed, and a clear look of bewilderment was on his face.

In the three months since joining the Special Service Company, he had been invincible without any rivals, and even the veterans couldn't suppress him. Yet now, he had suffered a setback and made a fool of himself in front of someone who looked about the same age as him.

Yan Poyue was full of disbelief.

"Your weaknesses..."

Yang Han fell into deep thought, looking as serious as a teacher.

After a few seconds, he shook his head helplessly and looked toward Li Xiang on the stands: "Commander, this kid has too many weaknesses; I can't even begin to guide him. To sum it up, just practice more."

This sentence was extremely arrogant and haughty, but it wasn't that Yang Han was intentionally being arrogant; he truly felt that way. His Combat ability was Level 8, and even a terrifying existence like Xiang Yu was no match for him, let alone someone like Yan Poyue, who was only slightly accomplished in Combat.

He really couldn't give pointers; there were too many flaws. His Speed, power, and technique were all like a beginner's. How was Yang Han supposed to guide him?

Li Xiang couldn't answer Yang Han. It felt as if a lump was stuck in his throat, making him feel uncomfortable.

Yan Poyue had lost just like that, and so decisively.

How could anyone accept this?

Yang Han leisurely returned to the stands and sat down with a calm expression. Beside him, Wang Yanbing and Song Kaifei gave him a thumbs-up.

"Brother Han, that was awesome."

"What's so awesome? What's impressive about beating a lowly soldier? I don't even think Brother Han needed to step in; He Chenguang could have done it."

The two of them spoke jokingly. Yang Han shook his head slightly and said with a righteous face, "I still had to step in. After all, I'm the captain, and we came here for a military exchange."

"True, true."

Silence reigned over the field for a long time, but one thing was particularly obvious.

The way everyone looked at Yang Han had changed. Clearly, his strength made them realize that this Special Forces squad captain, who looked to be about the same age as Yan Poyue, was very, very strong.

No one dared to speak disrespectfully to Yang Han anymore, because the military worshipped the strong. Those who were all talk but lacked strength would be ostracized by everyone.

But for someone like Yang Han, who was arrogant yet powerful, no one would voluntarily criticize him. The only ones who could were his superiors.

"Alright, alright."

After a long time, Li Xiang finally couldn't help but bark, "Every one of you, what's wrong? You all look so listless."

"Today, Chief Yang is very dissatisfied with your performance. Even our Special Service Company's New Soldier King is this poor; the others are even more eyesores."

"Everyone, prepare for a twenty-kilometer run on the training ground. Start immediately."

Li Xiang scolded them very unhappily. Yan Poyue looked dazed, as if he still couldn't snap out of the scene of his defeat. Beside him, Lü Xiaotian and Xiao Yunjie patted his shoulders.

"Poyue, let's... let's just run..."

"Sigh, let's run. We've disappointed the commander."

Both of them sighed.

But they didn't say anything to Yan Poyue. Since even he was no match for Yang Han, Xiao Yunjie and Lü Xiaotian knew they stood even less of a chance. Yang Han was untouchable. As expected of the Special Forces.

Everyone was secretly alarmed. Presumably, this Special Forces squad called Dragon Blade would have good Combat power and high potential.

Everyone began to run on the training ground.

Li Xiang returned to his seat and said to Yang Han with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, Chief Yang, for disappointing you. Sigh... they still need to practice more, practice more."

"It's nothing," Yang Han said casually.

Li Xiang now felt a slight regret. If he had known, he wouldn't have tried to give Yang Han a hard time. Clearly, Yang Han's toy with Yan Poyue just now also carried some of those emotions.

This time, they had really hit a brick wall. Even in the Leopard Commando Unit that came before, none of them could probably compare to Yang Han...

Night soon fell.

The group of new recruits, who had run twenty kilometers, were panting as they headed to the cafeteria together. Meanwhile, Yang Han and the other Dragon Blade members were led to the cafeteria by Li Xiang to eat together.

At this moment, about ten kilometers outside the Training Base.

A tall person in a night-ops suit, holding a sniper rifle, stopped and looked at the faint lights ahead, letting out a cold laugh.

He looked back: "Brothers, perk up; we're almost there."

"Yes."

"They should still have training at night... this is the perfect time for us to ambush them."

"Kill them all, then find out where Kun Meng is being held, rescue him, and evacuate quickly."

"Of course, kill as many Great Xia soldiers as you can. If it weren't for these bastards, we would have made a fortune in Great Xia long ago."

"Got it, Boss, we know even if you don't say it."

"Let's go. Let them see the power of our Red Scorpion Group."

The group slithered through the night like venomous snakes.

Danger was imminent.