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Chapter 582: Chapter 440: Who is the Big Shot?

Watching the large hurdles gradually being dismantled, mounted on a truck to be taken away, the hearts of the comrades from the North felt as if drenched by a torrential downpour.

The Liaoning Squadron’s Teng stood up and looked around.

"Who the hell is this despicable?!"

People around him who were seen by him didn’t seem happy either.

"Why are you looking at us? We didn’t even practice?"

Everyone, hearing this, came back to their senses and began looking at the teams from Jiangxi and Guizhou who hadn’t practiced, sneering at them.

"Heh, these guys are really damn nasty. What’s the point of doing this? Instead of practicing themselves, they wait until we’re finished to report us. Using such petty tricks instead of spending the time to improve their strength!"

"Right! A hurdle only costs a second or two, how could that gap be so easily closed?"

Just as the Jiangxi comrades were about to lose patience with these mocking words and wanted to retort, someone heard what Fang Huai had just said and added jokingly:

"Hey, I was wondering why we weren’t allowed to practice. Turns out the plan was to keep everyone from practicing."

This put the pressure on the Guizhou Brigade.

Fang Huai just smiled and didn’t succumb to the pressure, but instead continued to inspect the equipment.

Seeing Fang Huai not fighting back and texting rapidly on his cell phone while inspecting the equipment, some even thought it might indeed be him who reported the issue at hand, which left his teammates silent.

But Northerners don’t stop cursing just because you don’t respond.

However, without any evidence currently and the need to adhere to military rules which prevented blatant fault-finding, the accusations were redirected towards Jiangxi.

"You guys from Jiangxi came over in the morning and nobody said you couldn’t practice, right? It was you who felt too embarrassed to step up and left on your own; now as soon as you arrive, the hurdles are being taken away. What’s this, you can’t win so you’re bringing people in to report us?"

The spiciness of Jiangxi’s national number one hot pot isn’t for nothing.

They hadn’t practiced, and while they were inwardly pleased to hear there was a report, they grew angry upon hearing Liaoning’s Sun Jia suggest they were too scared to come forward.

"Who brought people in to report? Speak clearly! We led the Guizhou Brigade here to check out the arena! What do their reports have to do with us?

You think we’re scared to go up? You think you’re the boss here?

I think you guys might not even have what it takes to beat Guizhou’s team. Sun Jia, He Zhijun also finished the Corps Martial Arts Competition’s iron man event in 4 minutes 33 seconds, the same as you, and they’re coming from high altitude!"

These words caused many from the North to furrow their brows.

In the iron man competition, finishing within 4:35 marks a real tough competitor with definite championship potential, leaving the rest to live performance.

There aren’t many here who can achieve that kind of score.

Yet, there were more than one or two who could.

In an Olympic year, a year full of athletic competitions, every brigade was ambitious. Jiangxi comrades were too naive, thinking their intelligence network was wide-reaching.

Sun Jia, although called the captain, was far from being Liaoning’s leading force.

Apart from him, there was Xu Jiadong, whose results were quite close, and this year’s individual champion in the Corps Arena was named Jiang Yonghui.

All three were from the Shenyang Detachment, and the other two chose to remain quiet in the crowd at that moment.

One squadron producing three top competitors, overshadowing other squads and having the confidence from multiple collaborations within the same team, was the real reason for their arrogance.

They aimed not only at individual events but also at team events.

Everyone wants to be a Lao 6.

So when Jiang Guangwen spoke up, those from weaker brigades felt the pressure, but Liaoning just had a laugh.

In their eyes, only Hunan and Guangdong in the South qualified as true competitors.

Hunan also had three core members: Zeng Jieyi, Deng Li, Hu Zongzhang, possibly added by a dark horse new star.

Guangdong was the largest brigade in the country, with two vice divisional detachments, nineteen regiments, and it wasn’t just a high-equipped vice division in some provincial capitals like Shenzhen and Guangzhou; it was a ten-thousand strong brigade with never a lack of talent.

Jiangsu had Zheng Xiaomin and Ding Lianghao, also within their watchful eye. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

The Southwest, they mainly only paid attention to Sichuan, another ten-thousand strong brigade. Yunnan soldiers, of course, were fierce, but many had been transferred elsewhere. The fierce ones were not in the home brigade, except for Dong Yongshan, an old-timer amazing in physical strength, a hard support by himself.

For Guizhou, He Zhijun might have been good in previous years, but this year, heh.

"Jiang Guangwen, didn’t you tell your captain to go to Hunan? Where are they?"

Sun Jia did not continue on Jiang Guangwen’s topic but turned to Hunan with a light, joking question.

The other brigades, hearing Liaoning’s continuous focus on Hunan, were less obsessed with the hurdle incident, seeing it merely as a minor gap of a second or two in one event. It was Hunan’s pressure they found far more concerning.

Liaoning had been training all morning, and they knew how formidable they were. North China, Beijing, Tianjin, with two vice military level brigades involved in the Olympics, had spent substantial effort there and hadn’t prepared much for the martial arts competition. The rest of the brigades had their strong competitors, but Liaoning stood out among the brigades present, with a keen eye still on Hunan.

Seeing Liaoning wasn’t bothered by his words, Jiang Guangwen realized something wasn’t right.

Damn it, they have tougher competitors!

His momentum weakened.

Boasting too early, getting slapped in the face during the competition, and with so many witnesses, they might end up as the joke of the year.

Ah, Guizhou, should have known better than to come with them, mingling with a weaker brigade only ups the embarrassment.

"I don’t know! Go ask them yourself!" Jiang Guangwen replied irritably.