Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

Silence reigned below the training ground.

Han Li stood there, feeling her blood pressure visibly rising.

This Jiahao...

He did it on purpose.

He must have done it on purpose.

"Physically strong to the point where no skill is needed?"

Han Li took a deep breath, trying to use her professional knowledge to suppress the other party, "Tell me, what kind of physique is so strong that it doesn't require skill?"

Wang Jia'ao did not answer.

He simply raised his right hand, made a fist, and then gently waved it.

The fist didn't even touch the railing of the arena, but the force of the punch created a clear, explosive sound in the air.

The cast iron railing at the edge of the training platform trembled violently, then was pushed backward by the invisible force, bending nearly thirty degrees.

"Skills are for the weak."

"The strong don't need skills."

"Because every move a strong person makes is a skill in itself."

Wang Jia'ao withdrew his fist, a genuine smile on his face.

"Instructor Han, what do you think?"

".........."

Han Li was startled. He looked down at the cast iron railing that had been bent by a punch from a distance, then looked up at Wang Jia'ao's calm and collected face.

Cast iron railing.

It is about two fingers thick.

It was bent over by a punch from a distance.

Remotely.

One punch.

Han Li felt that the worldview she had built up over many years in the industry was being shattered bit by bit by Jiahao in the most simple and brutal way.

Is this guy really human?

Is this really a realm of light?

[Jiahao Value +50]

[Current Jiahao Value: 19730]

As for what you made him feel....

He just felt that this kid was cheating.

I think...

Han Li ultimately chose to practice Tai Chi, believing that "physical strength and skill are never mutually exclusive."

"Like a knife, no matter how sharp the blade is, you can't hold it without a handle."

"Physical strength is the blade, skill is the handle; neither can be lacking."

Wang Jia'ao nodded, as if he had thought about it seriously:

"But Instructor Han, if my physique is strong enough that I can wield a blade without a hilt, then wouldn't technique become...?"

"Adding flowers to brocade?"

In the new recruits' formation below the stage, Baili Tuming had already squatted down, his shoulders shaking.

Jiahao continued to perform consistently.

"This is incredibly luxurious!"

Li Jia's voice drifted out from somewhere, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Here we go again! Jiahao is at it again, doing his usual routine!"

"What kind of routine operation is this? This is called a philosophical debate!"

"Debate my ass! This is a one-sided thrashing!"

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[Current Jiahao Value: 20510]

Han Li stood on the martial arts stage, a vein throbbing in his temple.

It wasn't that the soldiers he led weren't without troublemakers, but they were usually all talk and no action; once it came down to it, they could be thoroughly disciplined.

The Jiahao in front of me is completely out of the ordinary.

He's tough on the outside, but even tougher on the inside, and you have no idea where his limits are.

Han Li took a deep breath and forcefully steered the conversation back on track: "We can discuss this issue later."

"Now let's continue explaining how to hold a straight knife."

"Come on, everyone, look at my hands..."

"Instructor Han," Wang Jia'ao spoke again.

Han Li turned her head and almost gritted her teeth as she squeezed out the words:

"What's wrong now?"

"I think there was something wrong with your grip just now. Your thumb was positioned too far forward on the handle, which restricts your wrist movement when you exert force. If you moved it back two centimeters, your draw speed would increase by at least 10%."

The playground fell silent for a moment.

Then Li Jia's voice drifted out again: "Holy crap, a new recruit is teaching an instructor how to hold a knife??"

"And what he said makes so much sense..."

"Instructor Han's face darkened! Look at Instructor Han's face!"

[Jiahao Value +10]

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[Current Jiahao Value: 21140]

Han Li's face did indeed darken.

He had been in the Night Watchman system for so many years, and the time he had been wielding a knife was almost as long as Wang Jia'ao's age. His knife-holding posture had been tested in countless battles.

The other person stood on the stage and said his knife-holding posture was incorrect?

Even if you are stronger than him, you shouldn't humiliate him like this.

But Han Li subconsciously adjusted the position of her fingers.

The thumb moved back two centimeters.

Then he held the wooden knife and gestured with it.

It actually went more smoothly?

Han Li's expression froze.

How is that possible?

Was he set up by this world?

The new recruits below the stage keenly noticed this scene, and the air crackled once again.

"Holy crap! Instructor Han really made adjustments!"

"Does this mean Jiahao is right?"

"A new recruit teaching an instructor how to hold a knife?? I've seen that script before!"

"That's called a dimensional reduction attack! What do you know!"

"I'm speechless! Is Jiahao here for training or to be an instructor??"

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[Current Jiahao Value: 21770]

Han Li was silent for two seconds, then he placed the wooden sword on the stage and said in a resigned tone, "Wang Jia'ao, get down."

"OK."

Wang Jia'ao turned and walked off the stage.

"Wait a moment."

Wang Jia'ao stopped and turned his head away.

Han Li looked at him, her expression extremely complicated: "You're right, that position is indeed more convenient. Thank you for pointing it out."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jia'ao turned around and gave him a bright smile:

"You're welcome, Instructor Han."

"I've met many geniuses, but they all call me a genius."

"I may be a bit blunt, but I do have a good eye for things."

"If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me anytime. I'm very easy to talk to."

Just kidding, his sword aura is maxed out.

He could tell at a glance how best to hold the knife.

After all, Han Li, a veteran who has been through many battles, has learned step by step and is not superficial.

He achieved his level step by step through his own talent and hard work.

High judgment.

Han Li: ? ? ? ?

What does it mean to say that you can ask me anytime if you don't understand something?

Who exactly is the instructor?

[Jiahao Value +40]

[Current Jiahao Value: 21810]

Wang Jia'ao stepped down from the training platform and returned to his position.

Baili Tuming peeked out from behind and whispered, "Brother Jiahao, you even dare to teach the drill instructors?"

"That's called mentoring."

Wang Jia'ao turned his head to look at him and lowered his voice.

"Mentoring the younger generation is the duty of a truly capable person."

Baili Tuming was stunned.

Mentoring younger generations?

Instructor Han is a full twelve years older than you, right?

But he dared not say it aloud.

The morning swordsmanship class ended in a strange atmosphere.

When Han Li announced the disbandment, the new recruits dispersed in twos and threes, but almost everyone would unconsciously slow down and take a second look when passing by Wang Jia'ao.

They had become accustomed to treating Wang Jia'ao as a special individual.

However, every so often, this special entity will refresh their upper limit on "special".

For Wang Jia'ao, it is normal to look at God, it is normal to respect God, and God's power is boundless.

Only in this way can God be God.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the system task!]

[Reward: Eye of Illusion!]

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