79: Chapter 79: Before absolute power, all techniques are meaningless.

Ma Dangxian was incredibly shocked!

This was unrealistic; he had already been suppressing Yang Han for so long, and logically speaking, Yang Han should have been defeated long ago.

He was also curious why Yang Han could hold out for so long, and could only attribute it to Yang Han having decent strength.

But now, not only had Yang Han held on, he was actually resisting.

And the scale of his resistance was quite significant.

Ma Dangxian's eyes widened like copper bells, watching helplessly as his overwhelming advantage was eroded step by step…

"This?"

"My god, Brother Han is counterattacking."

"Wow, I knew it, Brother Han couldn't possibly lose. He is the All-Round King; he can't lose in any aspect."

A new recruit said excitedly.

Old Gao was also inwardly startled. He had prepared himself for Yang Han to lose, and even felt that it would be a good thing if Yang Han lost.

Otherwise, having never lost before, he feared that pride would lead to defeat, and that developing this arrogance would be detrimental when executing missions in the future.

But now, Yang Han had not lost.

He was making a desperate counterattack, and this counterattack seemed to be on the verge of success…

Yang Han and Ma Dangxian's wrists were now on equal footing, and next, it was Yang Han who was suppressing Ma Dangxian…

"Ma Dangxian! Come on!"

"You are our Pot-head Squad's, the Airborne Corps' strongman, the invincible strongman, the Arm-Wrestling King. How could you lose to such a skinny dog!"

"Come on, come on!"

The members of the Pot-head Squad stopped pretending and shouted loudly.

Captain Zhang Qi's expression also turned to astonishment. Initially, Yang Han had been suppressed quite badly, but then he suddenly counterattacked. What did this mean? Could it be that Yang Han had been suppressed on purpose?

The new recruits competing for the Wolf Fang Special Forces were also unconvinced and shouted loudly.

"Come on, Brother Han!"

"Suppress, suppress, suppress!"

"Brother Han, Brother Han!"

Over a hundred people shouted in unison, their voices like thunder, soaring straight into the sky and drowning out the voices of the Pot-head Squad.

This shouting was very inspiring; even Earth Wolf, who was behind Old Gao, muttered softly: "Suppress, suppress…"

Swish, Old Gao turned his head, and seeing Earth Wolf cheering there, he immediately glared at him.

Earth Wolf gave a sheepish smile and stopped talking.

"Sigh."

Yang Han said with emotion, and spoke to Ma Dangxian opposite him: "In the face of absolute strength, any technique is useless."

Then, Yang Han smiled slightly and suddenly exerted force.

Snap!!

Ma Dangxian's wrist was instantly pressed onto the stool, and not only that, but another cracking sound was heard.

The sturdy wooden stool was actually smashed to pieces by Yang Han's sudden exertion of force!

The wooden stool shattered, Yang Han remained in his original position, while Ma Dangxian stumbled and fell to the ground, 'Ouch!'

"Old Ma!"

"Old Ma, are you okay?"

Captain Zhang Qi and Pan Ye rushed to help him up.

Ma Dangxian's expression was full of shock, looking at Yang Han as if he were looking at a monster, and he whispered: "What kind of terrifying strength is this?!"

Yang Han stood up, his face calm, and said: "You lost, fulfill your promise."

"As a soldier, once a word is spoken, not even a team of four horses can catch it. Since we agreed, you must complete it."

Yang Han said lazily.

Ma Dangxian's expression was livid…

He had lost, the Airborne Corps' strongman, the ultimate champion of arm wrestling, yet he had lost to a guy who looked like a skinny dog.

"Fine, fine!"

Ma Dangxian nodded heavily: "I'll run!"

Willing to bet and admit defeat, Ma Dangxian certainly wouldn't back down. He picked up his backpack, put it on—it was about twenty jin—and ran towards a stretch of hills, which was exactly where the ordinary new recruits were doing their armed cross-country run.

Ma Dangxian started running immediately.

The people from the Pot-head Squad had very complicated expressions.

Ma Dangxian had lost!

This Yang Han didn't look as simple as he appeared on the surface.

"Let's run with him."

Captain Zhang Qi spoke up at this moment.

Pan Ye nodded: "Okay, everyone else, listen to the Captain, put on your backpacks, and get ready for the armed cross-country run!"

"Yes!"

The rest of the Pot-head Squad responded, and with a rustling sound, everyone put on their backpacks and ran towards the hills.

Yang Han couldn't help but remark, saying to the group of new recruits: "You all should learn well, look at their team spirit; one person is punished, the whole team accompanies them."

"This collective spirit is exactly what we need, do you understand?"

"Understood!" the group of new recruits replied.

Captain Zhang Qi, Ma Dangxian, and the others who were running had faces as black as could be…

This kid Yang Han actually used them as an example, this??

The Pot-head Squad could be considered a special operations team; its members were all elites, and their training was conducted according to Special Forces training methods, so their strength would definitely not be weak.

However, unexpectedly, they had stumbled at the hands of someone competing to be a Wolf Fang new recruit.

This made Captain Zhang Qi, Pan Ye, and the others wonder: if Yang Han was already this strong, what about Old Gao and the others? Would they be even stronger?

Of course, they would never know that Yang Han had beaten up Old Gao a long time ago…

The figures of the Pot-head Squad gradually moved away, and Yang Han said to the new recruits: "Alright, stop standing around, continue training."

"Yes!!"

All the new recruits continued training according to Yang Han's orders. At this moment, Yang Han's orders were likely more effective than those of Fan Tianlei or He Zhijun; he had once again established his authority!

Old Gao looked depressed…

"Instructor, what are these people doing?"

Yang Han walked up to Old Gao and asked curiously.

"Teaching parachuting!" Old Gao snorted.

"As for flying fighter jets… it seems there aren't the conditions for that, they can at most just explain it," Old Gao speculated.

"So that's it… just parachuting, what's there to teach?" Yang Han said casually.

"You cannot underestimate parachuting!" Old Gao warned: "There is a lot of knowledge in this: judging wind direction, when to open the parachute, how to land quickly, how to land slowly, how to control direction… and so on!"

"Is that so?"

Yang Han's eyes flashed; he also found a parachuting option in his skill bar.

In other words, Yang Han could also add points to his parachuting skill.

As an All-Round King, of course, it was best to know everything.

At this time, the Pot-head Squad members who were doing their armed cross-country run in the hills were feeling very unconvinced, especially Captain Zhang Qi.

First, he had tried to test Yang Han and made a fool of himself, and then Ma Dangxian had been severely beaten in the arm-wrestling contest, losing all face in front of everyone.

Right now, there was only one thing left that could salvage their image.

That was, parachuting.

"Tomorrow, we can start the parachuting instruction."

"At that time, we all need to be sharp, and every one of us must perform at our best!"

"Let that brat see the strong suit of our Pot-head Squad."

Captain Zhang Qi shouted to Pan Ye, Ma Dangxian, and the others.

The others all nodded, their eyes burning with flames, preparing to prove themselves in parachuting tomorrow.