Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Smack!"

Hao Jian slapped him again, and Qiu Chenggong fell onto the table once more.

"You!" Qiu Chenggong's face shifted from anger to fear, turning from blue to white. As a vice principal, being treated like this was driving him insane.

"If you think I would be afraid, do you think I would still dare to hit you?" Hao Jian sneered, finding Qiu Chenggong stupider than he had imagined.

"You have no respect for your elders, and you will pay for this sooner or later!" Qiu Chenggong said, annoyed.

"Elders? You are nothing but a traitor. I never go easy when beating a dog." Hao Jian grabbed Qiu Chenggong by the collar, his eyes flashing coldly. "Let me tell you this, if we win this contest, you will resign and get out of the Business School yourself, but if we unfortunately lose, you better be ready to atone with your life!"

"What... what do you want to do?" Qiu Chenggong shivered, confused about what Hao Jian meant, fearing he might even kill him.

"Nothing much, just want to remind you that people always pay the price for their actions!" Hao Jian chuckled.

Suddenly, Qiu Chenggong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, trembling all over.

"Hao Jian, enough, it's not worth stooping to the level of such scum." Du Yuelin pulled Hao Jian back two steps but didn't forget to kick Qiu Chenggong.

"You!" Although Hao Jian hitting him was bearable, Du Yuelin joining in too? Without this kid, would you dare defy me?

Qiu Chenggong glared at Hao Jian and Du Yuelin before finally leaving.

"Hao Jian, now that things have come to this, is there any way to resolve it?" Du Yuelin asked anxiously, now seeing Hao Jian as his only lifeline.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. In one week, I will train an elite rugby team for the school!" Hao Jian declared.

"One week? Really?" Du Yuelin was overwhelmed with surprise. He couldn't believe Hao Jian had a real solution — was this guy really that capable?

"Alright then, I'll leave it to you!" Du Yuelin laughed heartily, his face full of joy, as Hao Jian had never let him down.

"Are you sure you can fix that mess in one week?" Che Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully as they left Du Yuelin's office. A week was too short; it seemed impossible.

"One week is enough. Actually, if I really put my heart into it, I could make them proficient in three days," Hao Jian said meaningfully.

"Three days? Are you out of your mind?" Che Xiaoxiao asked incredulously, as Hao Jian's boasting seemed to be getting more extravagant.

"Human potential is limitless. To unlock it, you only need a key, and I am that key." With that, Hao Jian walked away.

"What the hell?" Che Xiaoxiao was still confused, not understanding what Hao Jian meant.

The next day, Hao Jian gathered Luo Tong and others together on a football field.

"Tell me, do you have the confidence to beat that blond kid?" Hao Jian stood with his hands behind his back, shouting at Luo Tong and the others.

"We do..."

Luo Tong and the others replied weakly.

Hao Jian's forehead bulged with veins as he shouted, "A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Luo Tong and the others remained silent, looking aggrieved.

"Starting now, one week of intensive training! Carrying a teammate, crawl thirty meters, go!" Hao Jian shouted, then guided Luo Tong and the others to find their partners.

Soon, about a dozen people had found their partners.

Luo Tong carried Zhang Jia on his back, lying flat on the ground like a tortoise.

"No knees on the ground!" Hao Jian reprimanded.

Luo Tong and the others then tried to lift their knees, but after just a while, they found the position exceedingly challenging.

"Now, start crawling thirty meters!" Hao Jian commanded, then blew a whistle as if he were a coach.

Luo Tong and the others began their strenuous crawl. Because of the weight on their backs combined with their posture, they were drenched in sweat and out of breath after just ten meters.

Some were thinking of giving up midway, but Hao Jian noticed and scoffed, "Anyone who dares give up mid-way won't eat today, and will additionally run twenty laps!"

Hearing this, those tempted to quit immediately gathered their spirits and stubbornly continued crawling forward.

Meanwhile, some students watched from the side, finding the training method strange.

Che Xiaoxiao, holding snacks, also watched curiously.

Qin Bing walked down from her office and saw Hao Jian training Luo Tong and others. She paused, puzzled, and watched from the second-floor balcony.

Last night, she had agreed to have dinner with Gao Shanrong, who hadn't done anything inappropriate, just took Qin Bing home after dinner.

After the thirty-meter crawl, Luo Tong and the others lay sprawled on the ground, unable to get up, overwhelmed by the pain.

Even Luo Tong, who was physically strong enough to run ten laps of a 400-meter track without breaking a sweat, collapsed after just thirty meters of crawling.

Almost everyone was dripping with sweat, unable to pull themselves up.

"Tired?" Hao Jian asked the group, half-smiling.

"I'm so tired, I'm gonna die, teacher, this way of training is too cruel." A group of students wailed, referring to it as devil's training.

"If you want to win, this training must be carried out to the end," Hao Jian said with a smile, then shouted, "Luo Tong, Zhang Jia, step forward!"

Zhang Jia and Luo Tong stepped out.

"Now, let's play a game," Hao Jian said meaningfully, and then pointed at Zhang Jia: "Now it's your turn to carry Luo Tong."

Zhang Jia nodded and lay down on the ground, and Luo Tong also lay down on Zhang Jia's back, clasping his hands.

Luo Tong weighed nearly 200 kilograms, strong like a bull, while Zhang Jia was very weak, appearing malnourished. The moment he carried Luo Tong, his face turned red instantly and his hands trembled.

At this moment, Hao Jian took a black cloth from his pocket, walked towards Zhang Jia, and blindfolded him.

"Teacher, what's this..." Zhang Jia was baffled.

"Next, we're going to play an interesting game. You'll carry Luo Tong blindfolded for thirty meters, just follow my voice," Hao Jian said with a smile, then looked at everyone else: "All of you, watch closely."

"Begin now!"

Hao Jian roared, commanding Luo Tong.

Resisting the burning sensation throughout his body, Zhang Jia moved forward carrying Luo Tong. But after just ten minutes, he stopped, gasping for air continuously.

"Don't stop, keep going!" Hao Jian shouted.

"Teacher, I can't hold on anymore," Zhang Jia said, his face red with exertion and his body on the verge of collapse, unable to support Luo Tong's hefty build.

"Do your best!" Hao Jian continued to scold.

"Teacher, don't be too hard on him. It's amazing that Zhang Jia could carry Luo Tong ten meters given how weak he is."

"Yeah, teacher, you're killing him," a group of students shouted from behind, their words mocking.

"Do you hear their mockery? Do you want to be the loser they talk about? Is ten meters really your limit?" Hao Jian teased.

Zhang Jia, with a grim face, mustered his vigor once more and moved forward. He absolutely did not want to be underestimated.

Seeing this, Hao Jian finally showed a satisfied smile. He wanted this unyielding spirit from Zhang Jia.

"Have I reached twenty meters yet?" Zhang Jia could not help but ask after a while, feeling as if his organs were burning and wanting to vomit.

"Don't worry about twenty meters, keep going! Until you are completely exhausted, prove those who underestimate you wrong!" Hao Jian encouraged, clapping his hands.

"Don't let your knees touch the ground!"

"Fifteen meters now, keep going!"

"Keep pushing, give it your all! Yes, just like that!"

Hao Jian guided Zhang Jia from the front, continuously offering words of encouragement.

At this time, the other students looked as if they had seen a ghost, standing up one after another, as if they had discovered something incredible.

"It hurts so much, and I'm so tired!" Zhang Jia growled, sweat pouring down.

"I know, but you're almost at the finish line, you need to prove that you can make it!" Hao Jian yelled, igniting Zhang Jia's potential again.

"I have no strength left!" Zhang Jia's voice became hoarse, feeling a bit dizzy now.

"Then find a way to muster some strength. You can't just give up, otherwise they will mock you, you don't want to be mocked, right? You want to beat Xiaoxiao, right? Then keep crawling!" Hao Jian shouted.

With no choice left, Zhang Jia gritted his teeth and moved forward, walking a few more meters until he finally said, almost collapsing, "My hands are going to break!"

"Then let them break, just ten more meters and you'll be done with the training, don't give up!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Zhang Jia roared, as if letting everything go, and slowly crawled forward.

At this moment, his head spun, his organs felt like they were burning, but he had to endure; he didn't want to lose to anyone.

His teammates, however, had expressions of astonishment, slowly following behind Zhang Jia.

"Just five meters left, keep it up! Zhang Jia, you're almost there!"

"Just three meters, keep it up! You're no worse than any of them, even though you're weak!"

"Two meters! You're almost at the finish line, you've won!"

"Ahh!"

With all his strength, Zhang Jia lunged forward and then lay on the ground, unable to get up again.

The observing students, all with varied expressions, the boys boiled with excitement while the girls were moved to tears, because this scene was truly shocking.

Zhang Jia would never have imagined, just moments ago, he had accomplished something truly remarkable.