?69: Chapter 69 Why I Still Can’t Win 69: Chapter 69 Why I Still Can’t Win Zhao Guang, though he didn’t really want to attend these fellows’ banquet anymore, found it impossible to refuse because of their enthusiasm.

    Once again sitting in his own seat, Zhao Guang routinely prepared a drink for himself and then watched the others happily drinking hot pot soup, the kind mixed with chili oil.

    Okay, it was better than Beastmen chugging chili oil directly, but it wasn’t much better.

    However, when Zhao Guang saw the likes of Ocoro and their predicament, he finally felt a sense of balance.

    His own treatment wasn’t too bad after all.

    This time, not only was Ocoro tied up there, but the soldiers had taken the place of their attendants, forcibly shoving food into their mouths.

    Yes, they were literally shoving it in.

    Ocoro and the others widened their eyes, desperately closing their mouths and dodging, but to no avail.

    One look into their pots made it clear why this was happening: their pots didn’t contain normal food.

    Those long strips, weren’t they the same kind of worms that had been coiled around them?

    Yars had been ruthless enough to throw these worms into their pots and made them eat them.

    Looking at them, it was easy to tell how unpalatable these worms were.

    “I won’t eat, I won’t eat, I’ll never use living things again.

    Lord Zhao Guang was right,”

    Jack, with a face full of reluctance, suddenly broke free from the people holding him and cried out loudly, casting pleading glances at Zhao Guang.

    Zhao Guang quickly lowered his head, pretending he knew nothing.

    He certainly didn’t want to be targeted by Yars and be made to eat such things.

    No matter what, Yars was the commander here after all.

    Not only was Yars’s strength beyond him, but his status alone was crushing.

    The few troubled brothers over there were enduring their hardships, slowly becoming desperate.

    Fortunately, Yars wasn’t completely targeting them.

    After eating the worms, they were served normal meat, and the soldiers were replaced by attendants again.

    Of course, only Ocoro could enjoy the service of attendants.

    The others didn’t have this luxury.

    These people had completely become associated with Ocoro’s side and could no longer step away.

    “Wait a moment, I’ll give it a try this time.”

    As soldiers prepared to boost the party’s morale with a combat demonstration, that is, wrestling each other on the open ground.

    At every banquet, soldiers would do this, eventually even escalating to many soldiers brawling with each other, which seemed to be a form of entertainment as well.

    Zhao Guang had never agreed to participate before, but this time he wanted to give it a try.

    After all, he was, in a manner of speaking, a strong person who possessed Combat Energy.

    Although his Combat Energy was very weak, within the entire military camp, few possessed it.

    After all, having Combat Energy represented being far from ordinary.

    In the army, these individuals were the elite of the elite.

    “Oh?

    Lord Zhao Guang is actually interested.

    Well, give it a try then,”

    “Me, me, I’ll be the opponent for Lord Zhao Guang,” Jack shouted loudly, regardless of his bruised and swollen face at the moment.

    Zhao Guang had refused to help him before, now he had to retaliate.

    No one else had the guts, but Jack was known for his audacity.

    “Very well, then you come,” Yars signaled to someone nearby.

    Zhao Guang, however, was somewhat hesitant.

    Was this guy really reliable?

    Jack had always been practicing the Basic Breathing Method of the army, but he was far from reaching Great Perfection.

    Seeing everyone else looking on as if expecting a good show, Zhao Guang decided not to worry too much and simply took action.

    “Lord Zhao Guang, hehe, if you can’t handle it later, remember to admit defeat, okay?”

    “Who admits defeat is not yet certain, I have reached the Great Perfection in Breathing Technique.”

    “Haha, Great Perfection in Breathing Technique doesn’t necessarily mean you’re powerful.” Jack’s expression became serious when he heard Zhao Guang’s words.

    If he wasn’t careful, he might end up being overturned and taught a lesson today.

    The people around became even more interested when they heard Jack’s words.

    Everyone knew that Zhao Guang had been constantly practicing, but his speed of progression seemed a bit too fast, didn’t it?

    They didn’t know about the Beastman Holy Spring, but they did know that Zhao Guang had definitely used some means they were unaware of.

    Seeing Zhao Guang ready, Jack suddenly pounced, moving very agilely, like a monkey.

    Zhao Guang instinctively adopted a fighting stance, ready to fight.

    But he suddenly realized that his reactions were not as quick as Jack’s, and he felt restrained in the fight.

    Jack was also shocked because he felt that Zhao Guang’s strength had become greater than his own.

    It should be noted that just a few days ago, Zhao Guang’s strength was far less than his, as could be seen when moving objects.

    However, his combat skills were really not that great.

    Although it seemed like he had some techniques, he was too rigid, completely bound by routines and unable to transform them into something of his own.

    Jack, who had somewhat of a wild upbringing, finally seized an opportunity and grabbed Zhao Guang’s arm.

    By the time Zhao Guang reacted, he found he was already being controlled.

    “How is that possible, why did I lose?” Zhao Guang said with a puzzled look, as Jack, who had controlled him, had already let go of his hand.

    “What do you mean, how is that possible, your combat awareness is just too poor.”

    Yars also nodded and said, “That’s right, not strong enough combat awareness, too little fighting experience, and the methods you’ve practiced feel awkward, like you’re afraid of hurting someone.

    Also, your body’s conditioning isn’t enough.

    Others who have perfected their Breathing Technique usually have about twice the physical quality than you.”

    That was about Zhao Guang’s current physical strength, and he had thought he was already quite formidable.

    Just those few moves, if it were martial artists from Earth, there would probably not be many who could defend against them.

    Zhao Guang felt depressed, realizing he was still far behind.

    Although he had condensed Combat Energy, because his training time was so short, he still couldn’t even beat an ordinary Soldier.

    Among these Soldiers, Jack was not the top-tier, his skills were just above average.

    But Zhao Guang didn’t mind; he didn’t necessarily have to fight in his training.

    Having such strength already satisfied him.

    Once he had Combat Energy in the future, these ordinary Soldiers would not be his match.

    “Next one, next one.” The Soldiers were already starting to egg each other on, many getting a bit carried away.

    It was a mystery how they did it; they clearly weren’t drinking alcohol, yet they could get this drunk.

    Seeing these guys gearing up to evolve into a brawl, Zhao Guang hastily dodged out of the way.

    If it had been just before, he might have thought about joining in.

    But after being taught a lesson by Jack, he knew he was still too frail to go against these folks.

    If he really got dragged into it, he couldn’t handle being roughed up by these guys.