22: Chapter 22 was my oversight.

"With your small frame, 20 catties would probably be a struggle. Whether you can even run with 40 catties on your back is a question, and now you actually want to increase it to 60 catties?"

Qin Feng's expression was gloomy, thinking Yang Han was mocking him.

Yang Han had a calm smile on his face and said, "Chief Instructor, I'm just asking if you dare or not."

This sentence was also a provocation. Falling into Qin Feng's ears, it was very grating, because he had already lost two events in a row and it was very embarrassing. If he lost the final Physical Fitness event as well, that would be it; Qin Feng might as well go home and reflect on his mistakes.

"I dare!"

Qin Feng seized the initiative: "Then let's do it, 60 catties, five kilometers! When the time comes, you can't back out!"

"Of course, I will definitely run." Yang Han nodded.

Next, Qin Feng instructed Lv Tu and the others to fetch a large pile of stones to fill two backpacks.

After weighing them and reaching 60 catties, the two backpacks were brought over.

"Goodness, this is not light!"

Lv Tu clicked his tongue, while his eyes carried a hint of coldness as he looked at Yang Han. As Qin Feng's comrade-in-arms, how could he watch Yang Han keep winning? Now that 60 catties of stones were packed into the backpack, let's see how you can still run.

"Put it on."

Qin Feng directly put the 60-catty backpack on his back, and a flash of strain appeared on his face for a split second.

Even for him, 60 catties was no small matter. He didn't believe Yang Han could still run easily; it would be good enough if Yang Han didn't fall down!

Yang Han smiled slightly, took the 60-catty backpack directly into his hands, even weighed it twice, then swung it, and put it directly on his back.

It was a little heavy... but it wasn't a big problem.

Yang Han's Strength had upgraded to Level 4; it could be said that he now possessed 400 catties of strength, and he could even lift Qin Feng up with one hand!

Don't look at his thin body, as if he were frail and weak; who would know that such terrifying power was hidden within Yang Han's body.

Qin Feng didn't know either.

"It's time to start." Gao Shiwei spoke up.

Yang Han and Qin Feng both arrived at the starting line of the training ground, with three paces between them. Qin Feng was focused entirely on the front; for this event, he needed to defeat Yang Han with absolute dominance to help Wolf Fang win back its reputation.

At this moment, Gao Shiwei said: "Lv Tu, you do the countdown."

"Yes, Chief."

At this moment, Lv Tu said loudly: "1, 2, 3!!"

As the voice fell, Qin Feng's thighs exerted force suddenly, yet he discovered that beside him, a figure was like an arrow released from a bow, faster than him!

Qin Feng was instantly stunned, looking at the figure that had dashed out; wasn't it Yang Han? How could his Speed be this fast?

"Ignore him, I just need to perform to the best of my ability."

Qin Feng also started to sprint; his Speed was very steady and even.

"What is this kid doing? Carrying 60 catties of stones and daring to run so fast, he'll be exhausted to death soon."

Seeing Yang Han sprinting, Kang Lei immediately thought to himself.

Gao Shiwei also stared at Yang Han for a good while. Five kilometers counted as a short long-distance run; it required an even distribution of strength, otherwise, one would be exhausted halfway through and how would they continue running?

But Yang Han didn't seem to care about that.

His Speed was very fast from the very beginning!

400 catties of strength made the 60-catty stones on Yang Han's back feel like nothing, not to mention his Speed had also upgraded to Level 4; his legs moved like a whirlwind.

Qin Feng, who was behind him, had a gloomy expression: "How is this guy's Speed so fast?"

He thought Yang Han wouldn't be able to run, but now he realized he was dead wrong; not only could Yang Han run, but his Speed was also extremely fast.

"I don't believe you can keep this up!"

Qin Feng took a deep breath, trying his best not to be affected; he was waiting for Yang Han to become exhausted.

As time passed, one kilometer, two kilometers.

Yang Han's Speed still didn't slow down.

Qin Feng's face was already flushed red at this moment!

He had miscalculated. This Yang Han's Speed was truly fast, and what was even more bizarre was that he could still be this fast while carrying 60 catties; are you Superman?!

By the time they reached two kilometers, Yang Han had already pulled nearly half a lap ahead of Qin Feng.

Three kilometers, four kilometers.

With only one kilometer left until the final finish line, Yang Han's Speed slowed down at this moment.

Seeing this, Qin Feng seemed to see a glimmer of hope emerging and let out a roar: "Ah!"

He accelerated forward to sprint, believing that Yang Han was at the end of his rope and might collapse to the ground soon, but he couldn't collapse; he had to sprint with all his might to take first place and wash away the shame for Wolf Fang.

The members of the Leopard Commando Unit were all watching; Lv Tu, Leng Jing, and Guo Xiaoxiao were staring intently, praying for Qin Feng to overtake Yang Han!

At this moment, the distance between Yang Han and Qin Feng was almost parallel.

There was only one hundred meters left until the finish line for the two of them.

When Qin Feng ran to Yang Han's side, his gaze swept fiercely across Yang Han: "You rookie, trying to fight me, you're still too green!"

At this moment, Yang Han slowly turned his gaze, looking at Qin Feng with a smile: "Chief Instructor, finally caught up?"

"Alright, then I'll sprint ahead now."

As these words were spoken, Qin Feng hadn't yet understood what they meant; however, Yang Han once again dashed out like an arrow released from a bow, sprinting directly!

"What the hell?!"

Qin Feng really wanted to curse out loud; with so little distance left to the finish line, why did he still have so much strength and Physical Fitness? Is he a robot?!

Carrying 60 catties of stones, Yang Han dashed toward the finish line in the final hundred meters.

He took first place.

And Qin Feng took a full thirty-plus seconds more before slowly reaching the finish line...

"I..."

After reaching the finish line, Qin Feng only felt blood rushing to his head, his eyes seeing stars, and he was almost about to faint.

Lv Tu and the others hurriedly ran over: "Captain!"

"Quick, take the backpack off!"

Lv Tu and the others scrambled to help Old Gao remove the weight, yet Yang Han had already tossed his backpack onto the ground and stretched his muscles and bones.

Honestly speaking, this weight was indeed a torment; if he didn't possess Level 5 Physical Fitness, he would probably be at the same level as Qin Feng!

"The three major events, combat, Marksmanship, and even the final Physical Fitness competition, were all won by Yang Han."

Not far away, Gao Shiwei stared at all of this; his expression was nothing but astonishment, and Kang Lei was the same.

When the competition started, who could have thought that Yang Han could win against Old Gao?

It was simply unbelievable.

"This kid Yang Han... is going to be heaven-defying in the future. He's already this powerful during his rookie period; once he becomes Special Forces, won't he sweep everything and become the number one Special Forces in Da Xia?" Kang Lei thought to himself.

Gao Shiwei's expression was gloomy at this moment; he strode directly toward Qin Feng and stopped.

"A dignified Special Forces Chief Instructor, yet he was outperformed by a recruit."

"Qin Feng, I am very disappointed in you!"

The cold words stung Qin Feng. Qin Feng, who was still dizzy, suddenly looked up: "I am convinced by the final event, but for the loss in the first two events, it was my carelessness!"