Victory! Victory! Victory!
In the next several hours, no matter what type of contest Dong Aiguo proposed, Hao Jian accepted them all. Regardless of how many opponents, Hao Jian defeated every single one!
First, in the running competition, he achieved an overwhelming victory by lapping the special forces triplets twice, finishing the ten-kilometer course in just sixteen minutes!
Then, in the assassination contest, even though he faced a total of twenty special forces soldiers, Hao Jian dealt with all of them without revealing his presence, thus claiming victory in the third round.
With each competition Hao Jian passed, Dong Aiguo's expression grew darker. By the final team battle, Hao Jian faced ten opponents alone and used a single sniper rifle to defeat them all.
Dong Aiguo's face darkened to the point that it seemed water might drip from it. The fury in his gaze at Hao Jian was no longer concealed but an unrestrained glare of rage.
