The Old Man Had No Sense of Fair Play!

Meanwhile,

The trainees had finished putting on their weighted gear. A hundred pounds was not particularly heavy for them.

But wearing it while running one hundred kilometers within two hours was still somewhat difficult for some of them.

Although they were all elites, there were still differences between elites. The gap between first place and last place was simply worlds apart.

For Xia Luo, this little challenge was effortless.

Half an hour later, amid the astonished looks of the other trainees, Xia Luo was the first to complete the task and claim first place. About ten minutes later, Sakazuki and Borsalino took second and third place in succession.

Judging purely by physical strength, Sakazuki was slightly stronger than Borsalino, though the difference was not obvious. They were on roughly the same level.

Over the next twenty minutes, Onigumo, Momonga, Cangya, Karen Hawk, and Ivar Green completed the task one after another.

Among them, Onigumo and Momonga were familiar faces. They both survived until the start of the story and were promoted to vice admirals.

Later, Onigumo, like Sakazuki, belonged to the Iron-Blood Faction, one of the Navy's three major internal factions. He was also a staunch supporter of Sakazuki.

Momonga, on the other hand, leaned toward the Neutral Faction.

Aside from Onigumo and Momonga, Xia Luo was unfamiliar with the other three. But judging from their performances, their potential should not be weak. He could find an opportunity to get in touch with them later.

That was right. Xia Luo intended to poach people from the Navy. At the same time, he planned to cultivate his own confidants and loyal subordinates within its ranks.

Xia Luo was serious about fleecing the sheep and digging under the wall. How did that saying go again? Sneak into the village quietly; no shooting