134: Chapter 134 The Quagmire

"Good heavens, what is this guy doing? His breath-holding ability is actually stronger than mine. How is anyone supposed to compete with that?"

Underwater, Jiang Xiaoyu stared wide-eyed at Yang Han, his mind reeling with incomprehension.

This was simply ridiculous.

Beside him, Xiang Yu's face was flushed deep red, looking as if it were about to burst. He seemed to be at his absolute limit.

On the shore, many Special Forces soldiers had already surfaced. They were gasping for air, and once they regained their composure, they saw Yang Han sitting naturally underwater.

"Is this Great Xia Special Forces soldier even human?"

"How long has he been down there?"

"This is just..."

"It's been almost twenty minutes!"

The Special Forces soldiers from various countries were incredibly shocked. Up in the stands, many generals were also observing Yang Han through binoculars, letting out exclamations of surprise.

"It has been confirmed that this Great Xia Special Forces soldier is not using any performance-enhancing drugs. His Physical Fitness is simply too formidable, and his underwater breath-holding ability is also incredibly strong."

"Could he be the heavy-hitting ace of the Great Xia Marine Corps?"

"He must be. Regardless, he is very strong."

The generals whispered among themselves. Two of them looked particularly displeased—Major General Yamamoto and Major General Jin. Since they hailed from nations hostile to Great Xia, they were very unhappy to see Yang Han continue to perform excellently in the second assessment.

With a splash, Xiang Yu suddenly stood up from underwater. His eyes were bloodshot; one could imagine the immense pressure he had endured. If he had continued to hold his breath, he would have lost consciousness, so he had no choice but to surface.

"Whew, whew... I almost suffocated."

Xiang Yu's chest heaved violently. After reaching the shore, he looked back into the water and saw Jiang Xiaoyu's muscles tensed, appearing to be at his limit. In contrast, Yang Han had no expression at all; even now, not a single bubble had escaped him.

"Did this kid cultivate into a human from a fish spirit?" Xiang Yu wondered.

Splash!

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't hold out any longer and jumped up. He looked no better than Xiang Yu, appearing quite disheveled, but the fact that he lasted dozens of seconds longer than Xiang Yu was still quite impressive.

"He's still not done?"

Jiang Xiaoyu was dumbfounded. Yang Han was still sitting there?

The referee on the shore felt it was incredibly strange. Worried that something might have gone wrong with Yang Han, he walked over and asked in English, "Hey, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

Underwater, Yang Han opened his eyes, looking perfectly calm and composed; clearly, there was no issue. He looked around and saw that no one else was left. Thinking that there was no point in staying down any longer, he stood up.

Splash.

He emerged from the water and with a light leap, landed on the shore.

Yang Han's breathing was steady and calm, showing no signs of panting. It was evident that the time spent underwater had not put sufficient pressure on his heart and lungs.

Everyone realized that Yang Han was capable of holding his breath even longer. Even if he stayed down for another two or three minutes, he likely wouldn't have any problems.

The referee's expression was complicated.

"My God, you are the most incredible Great Xia person I have ever seen, being able to hold your breath underwater for so long..." the referee marveled.

The Special Forces soldiers from other countries looked frustrated. Yang Han was truly formidable; not only was his Physical Fitness top-tier, but his breath-holding was also so enduring.

However—

The next competition event was Mud Pit Fighting.

This was where their confidence lay. In this arena, they intended to fully display their prowess.

"I admit this Great Xia man's Physical Fitness is peerless. But as for the upcoming Mud Pit Fighting, I want to see just how strong he really is," a Special Forces soldier from Country Y sneered.

A Special Forces soldier from Country R snorted, "When the Mud Pit Fighting starts, we'll gang up on this kid and knock him out first."

"Naturally. He might be strong in Physical Fitness, but in Combat, I bet he's just a rookie."

"We'll target him too. We'll take out this Great Xia guy first, then deal with the rest," a group of Special Forces soldiers from Country H whispered together.

Not far away, the members of Dragon Blade noticed the hostile looks the soldiers from Country R, H, and Y were giving Yang Han. Wang Yanbing chuckled and said to He Chenguang, "Look at those idiots."

"The next part is Mud Pit Fighting. I bet they want to use the fight to give Brother Han a beating and vent their frustrations."

"Haha, beat up Brother Han? Those fools..." Song Kaifei laughed as well.

"They're going to have a miserable time," Xu Tianlong remarked.

The Dragon Blade members had all witnessed Yang Han's strength. In this world, someone capable of beating Yang Han probably didn't exist...

The men from the Beast Battalion also had strange expressions, especially Xiang Yu. He had previously taken Zhang Chong and A Gan—two incredibly powerful fighters—to the Iron Fist Regiment to spar with Yang Han.

The result was that even combined, they were no match for Yang Han.

Xiang Yu shook his head inwardly. "It seems Yang Han will be the undisputed number one in these first three events..."

"Indeed."

"It's definitely going to be him."

Zhang Chong, A Gan, and the others agreed one after another. As those who had been defeated by Yang Han, they had a very deep understanding of his strength. The memory of Yang Han's strikes was still vividly etched in their minds.

At that moment.

The referee announced loudly, "Second event, underwater breath-holding: First place, Yang Han, Special Forces soldier from Great Xia!"

"Time: 19 minutes and 37 seconds! A new record for the Carlos Competition since its inception!"

His voice was booming, and everyone heard it. Another record broken...

Yang Han had now broken records in two events. He was too formidable.

However, for the third event, Yang Han clearly wouldn't be able to break a record because there was no record to speak of for the third event.

The referee continued, "Second place..."

After the referee finished announcing the rankings for everyone, the crowd had varying expressions.

In the second assessment, Great Xia's Special Forces soldiers occupied six of the top ten spots.

Moreover, the top three were all Great Xia Special Forces!

In the underwater breath-holding event, they were invincible...

The referee shouted, "Next is the third event—Mud Pit Fighting."

"The rules for this competition are simple: whoever falls in the mud pit first is eliminated."

"The one standing at the end is the strongest."

"Everyone, head to the mud pit immediately to prepare for the match!"

"During the match, teamwork is allowed and you may use any means necessary, but you must not inflict permanent injury."

The referee explained the rules one by one.

The eyes of Special Forces soldiers from many nations lit up.

Teamwork and using any means necessary!

Didn't that mean they could gang up on individuals or soldiers from other nations?

Immediately, many eyes turned toward—Yang Han!

Countless hostile gazes fell upon Yang Han, but he acted as if he hadn't seen them. Calm and collected, he was the first to reach the mud pit and jumped in with a splash.