137: Chapter 137 Weight

"I can tell his hand-to-hand Combat skills are quite impressive."

"Let's attack together. Don't worry about the dishonor of outnumbering him; just eliminate him directly so that group of Great Xia people behind him don't come to help."

Several more voices rang out. These Country Y Special Forces soldiers felt no burden at all. Over a dozen Special Forces soldiers with peak Combat strength attacked Yang Han in succession. Their punches and kicks were as swift as lightning, striking fear into the hearts of onlookers.

Not far away, Xiang Yu's expression froze at the sight. These Country Y Special Forces soldiers had clearly practiced combined attacks; their coordination was incredibly strong. Xiang Yu concluded that if he were caught in that trap, he would be beaten to death in no more than twenty moves.

Yang Han was likely also in grave danger.

"No, we can't just watch anymore. This situation is too dangerous. Rescue him immediately!" Xiang Yu shouted instantly.

"Right."

"Get over there now."

Jiang Xiaoyu and the others also moved quickly through the mud pit to support Yang Han.

Dragon Blade and the others were not to be outdone. They also felt that Yang Han was currently trapped and in extreme danger.

On the shore, the Special Forces soldiers from Country R and Country H were all sneering incessantly.

"Quick, move faster!"

"It would be best to just beat this Great Xia man to death."

"Yes, he must be killed."

They had been eliminated by Yang Han, ending up in last and second-to-last place, losing all face. They didn't know what kind of punishment they would face upon returning to their own countries.

At this moment, within the circle of Country Y Special Forces soldiers, Yang Han's expression was incredibly calm. The group's offensive was indeed extremely fierce; however, Yang Han was flawless.

"Damn it. This Great Xia man is like an Octagon Warrior; I can't find any openings in his defense."

"Where exactly is his weakness?"

"Not good, the people from Great Xia are coming to support him. We have to finish this quickly."

The faces of many Country Y Special Forces soldiers turned grim. Yang Han was very difficult to deal with; his Combat strength was simply too high!

Just as Dragon Blade, the Beast Battalion, and the others were about to arrive with support—

Yang Han seized a opening from a Country Y Special Forces soldier. His fists were like surging dragons, striking with an overwhelming offensive that could move mountains and drain seas.

Smack!

Those fists carried the weight of ten thousand tons, with a power so terrifying it was hair-raising.

That Special Forces soldier was sent flying dozens of meters away, landing in the mud pit with a splash, his life or death unknown.

"You people are truly strange. I have no grudge against you, yet you use lethal moves at every turn."

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yang Han spoke indifferently, and the Country Y Special Forces soldiers all felt a chill in their hearts. They understood; Yang Han was speaking English!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Three more Special Forces soldiers were sent flying in succession. Each figure flew back with great Speed; one could imagine the immense force of the attack they had suffered.

"Not good, he's too strong."

"We can't win, we simply can't win."

The Country Y Special Forces soldiers panicked. However, in their panic, they lost the fierce offensive they had at the beginning.

Caught by Yang Han in such a state, how could Yang Han hold back?

Punch after punch, he sent all the Country Y Special Forces soldiers flying, making them fall into the mud pit one by one like drowned rats.

The members of Dragon Blade and the Beast Battalion who had rushed to support him were stunned. They stopped in their tracks and stared blankly at the scene, each one dumbfounded.

"Your strength is quite good."

"However, a few of you are too weak. That caused openings to appear in your combined attack."

"You still need to practice more."

Yang Han spoke calmly.

Xiang Yu's eyes widened, unable to say a word. He Chenguang and the others from Dragon Blade gave a bitter laugh. Had they known, they wouldn't have come to help; they knew this guy Yang Han was invincible, and any opponent, no matter how strong in Combat, would be beaten down by him.

Meanwhile, the Country Y Special Forces soldiers who had been sent flying into the mud hadn't had time to get up.

Seeing this, the referee shouted, "Quick, someone go fish them out!"

Then, he looked at Yang Han with a shocked expression: "This is the strongest Combat Special Forces soldier I have ever seen since the Carlos Competition was founded. He is invincible. In the mud pit, he is like a god; no one is his match. Eliminating over forty people alone... isn't this a record in itself? Incredible."

The referee was quite experienced and had seen many top-tier Special Forces soldiers, but compared to Yang Han, their Combat abilities were worth nothing.

Cough! Cough!

The Country Y Special Forces soldiers who were fished out had mud in their mouths, ears, and noses. They coughed incessantly, their faces flushed red. Had they stayed in the mud any longer, even survival might have been an issue.

Fortunately, it wasn't a big problem... not enough to be fatal.

"You, you..."

(Panting heavily)

The Country Y Special Forces soldiers who had been pulled out looked at Yang Han with expressions of extreme fear.

How could this kid's Combat ability be merely terrifying?

These Special Forces soldiers could all feel that Yang Han had not yet used lethal force.

Once he used lethal force, this group would surely have died instantly.

He had still held back!

In the stands, the General from Country Y looked on with utter shock.

The Special Forces soldiers he had selected were considered the top combatants in Country Y.

And there were over a dozen of them!

Yet when they besieged Yang Han, they were all knocked down.

Just how terrifying was the strength of this Special Forces soldier from Great Xia?

Beside him, Major General Mars marveled, "Lieutenant General Gao, I believe this Great Xia warrior named Yang Han has Combat skills even stronger than your country's Imperial Guards."

"Naturally," Gao Shiwei said with a smile.

"First place undoubtedly belongs to him."

"Strong, too strong."

"Great Xia's performance was mediocre in the last session. How can there be such a freak of a participant in this one?"

Many generals on the observation deck whispered among themselves. General Yamamoto and Major General Jin both had ashen faces and remained silent.

Then, the referee's voice could be heard from afar loudly announcing the rankings.

"Third assessment: Mud Pit Fighting."

"First place: Yang Han."

"Second place: Xiang Yu."

"Third place: He Chenguang."

...

Since only Dragon Blade and the Beast Battalion remained in the mud pit, following Yang Han's signal, the members of Dragon Blade and the Beast Battalion still took the initiative to step onto the shore.

This meant they voluntarily exited the round.

This was also used to calculate the rankings.

Therefore...

The top ten for the third assessment, Mud Pit Fighting, were all from Great Xia.

"This can be considered making history. There has never been such an instance in the past. The top ten of an assessment all from one nation—this session has it."

"This warrior from Great Xia is a massive variable."

The referee thought to himself.

After the third round of assessment ended, everyone proceeded to the fourth round.

The fourth round was relatively standard, testing everyone's marksmanship.

As expected...

In the fourth round, Yang Han's marksmanship still firmly secured him the first-place ranking.

This left everyone in awe and feeling extremely frustrated.

As of now, Yang Han had already taken first place in four assessments. Even if he didn't participate in the final round, his ranking was guaranteed to be in the top three.

However, the Special Forces soldiers from other countries did not give up.

Because there was still one final assessment left! The weight of this assessment was very high!