On the basketball court, Wang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, exuding the aura of a hermit from the mundane world.
Zhao Boyuan's gaze was cold and fierce as he glared at Wang Hao and said with a mocking smile, "Don't cry when I beat you so bad later!"
Wang Hao glanced sideways at Zhao Boyuan and said, "If you want to fight, just fight. Why all the useless chatter? You're wasting my time!"
Seeing Wang Hao's arrogant words, completely disregarding him as an instructor, Zhao Boyuan was immediately enraged and made a swift move to grab his shoulder.
This was a standard capture technique, fast as the wind, fierce as a tiger!
If it were an ordinary person, being caught by him would surely result in a fall flat on their back.
However, his opponent this time was no ordinary person. It was Wang Hao, the King of Soldiers, who once dominated the military world and made international assassins tremble at the mention of his name!
