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

Wang Mian had regained his composed and authoritative demeanor. He glanced across the room and spoke calmly.

"Hello everyone."

"We are the [Masked] Squad."

No sooner had Wang finished speaking than Yuan Gang interjected at the opportune moment.

"Since you're not satisfied, I'll give you a chance."

"You two hundred-plus new recruits, as long as you can remove the mask from any one member of the 'Masked' squad, you win, no matter what method you use."

If you win, I'll let you graduate immediately. If you don't, then you'd better get some proper training.

The playground instantly erupted in chaos.

"What?! The mask is being removed?!"

"You call this an opportunity?! This is clearly hellish difficulty!"

"The members of the Masked Squad are at least at the Sea Realm! We're all at the Lamp Realm! How are we supposed to fight?!"

"Over nine hours to remove a mask... They told us we couldn't do it even with one hand!"

"Chief Instructor, are you kidding us?!"

Yuan Gang stood in front, his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged; he had long anticipated this reaction.

Just as the clamor of protests was about to reach its peak...

A figure emerged from the crowd.

From the outer perimeter of the formation, to the front of the formation, and then to the open space between the instructors and the troops.

More than two hundred pairs of eyes followed the figure's movement in unison.

Wang Jia'ao stood still, turned his head slightly, his gaze passing over Yuan Gang, past the more than twenty instructors, and past the seven members of the Masked Squad. A slow smile curved his lips.

"Only the weak complain about unfairness."

"This world is inherently unfair."

Are the Masked Squad really that awesome?

"I alone am enough to take them down."

The playground fell silent.

True silence.

Everyone was stunned.

Even the instructors who were watching the show were stunned.

three seconds.

Five seconds.

Then.......

"?"

"???"

"??????"

"What did he just say???"

He said he could take down the Masked Squad all by himself????

"Am I hearing things, or has he lost his mind?!"

"Did he take something poison?! Or was he just talking nonsense because he didn't sleep well last night?!"

"Jiahao is crazy, he's so extravagant!"

[Jiahao Value +60]

[Jiahao Value +50]

[Jiahao Value +.....]

[Current Jiahao Value: 7700]

Seeing Jiahao's value skyrocket by over a thousand points, Wang Jia'ao was secretly overjoyed.

Cool!!!

This place is simply paradise!

Yuan Gang's eye twitched violently from not far away.

He knew Wang Jia'ao was a troublemaker, but he didn't expect that this kid would even dare to openly use his ultimate skill on the Masked Squad.

This isn't just about using connections; it's about someone being mentally ill.

And it completely disrupted his plans.

The original plan was for Masked to suppress the new recruits in the Zhanjing realm and play with them, but Jiahao directly said that he would take on all seven of Masked's men by himself.

Wang Mian stood at the front of the masked squad, his gaze falling on Wang Jia'ao through the mask. He remained silent for three seconds before slowly speaking.

"You just said you could take us all down by yourself?"

"Was I not clear enough?"

Wang Jia'ao put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Then I'll say it again: all seven of you in the Masked Squad, come at me alone. I'm enough."

"Please get this straight."

"You will be the challengers when you encounter me."

[Jiahao Value +55]

[Jiahao Value +45]

[Jiahao Value +...]

[Current Jiahao Value: 9066]

The playground erupted in chaos once again.

"Holy crap!!! I'm exhausted, this guy's got some nerve!!"

"I can't hold it in anymore!!"

"Jiahao is really putting on an act, but he's in for it soon."

Whirlpool's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he was on the verge of exploding on the spot.

"Captain! Let me teach him a lesson!"

Wang Mian stood at the front of the masked squad, his gaze falling on Wang Jia'ao through the mask. He remained silent for three seconds, then nodded.

"Go."

"Let this recruit see the strength of the Masked Squad."

The vortex paused for a moment, then a smile spread across its lips behind the mask.

He strode forward a few steps, stood at the very front of the line, his gaze fixed intently on Wang Jia'ao's direction, his tone filled with suppressed excitement:

"Alright! Don't worry, Captain, I'll take good care of this new recruit!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "take care of".

Wang Jia'ao raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at the almost overflowing fighting spirit beneath the vortex's mask:

"Oh? You're just sending one weakling? I thought all seven of you weaklings would come at me together."

Hearing this, even the most good-natured members of the Masked Squad couldn't help but lose their temper.

After all, it's time to teach him a lesson after being looked down upon by a new recruit from the Zhanjing realm time and again.

"I'm more than enough to deal with you."

Whirlpool clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking.

"I haven't even settled the score with you for kneeling just now. Rookie, are you ready for how you're going to die?"

"He's unlikely to die."

Wang Jia'ao put his hands in his pockets, smiled slightly, and said, "However, I do have a question I'd like to ask you."

"What's the problem?"

"When you knelt down before me just now, did your knees hurt? I was thinking that kneel was quite forceful, it must have hurt a lot, right?"

[Jiahao Value +40]

[Current Jiahao Value: 9106]

Whirlpool's face flushed red instantly.

Although the mask covered her face, her exposed neck and earlobes were visibly tinged with a liverish color.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently twice, and then clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.

"I'm going to make you kneel down and sing 'Conquer' today, you son of a bitch!"

"Then you'd better work hard."

Wang Jia'ao tilted his head. "After all, you're too weak."

Lin Qiye stood in the line, expressionless, and moved half a step to the side, widening the distance between himself and Wang Jia'ao.

Baili Tuming's eyes lit up as he lowered his voice, "Qiye, how long have you known him? Has he always been this fierce?"

"About half a month."

"Half a month?!"

"Um."

"Do you think he can beat Uzumaki?"

Lin Qiye was silent for two seconds: "I think he could beat them so badly they'd question their existence."

Baili Tuming: "???"