Five minutes later, a muscular man walked out of the training camp.
He was 1.85 meters tall and weighed 88 kilograms. There was not a single ounce of fat on his body, especially his chest muscles. They were firm and powerful, and it felt like his vest was about to burst.
"Special Unit 001-Fierce Tiger, reporting to commander!"
As soon as the special unit soldier opened its mouth, a ferocious aura assaulted Zhao Yu, causing him to take a step back.
But he quickly realized that these were his soldiers!
"Good, good, good!"
Zhao Yu exclaimed "good" three times, unable to curb his curiosity, he leaned in to touch the tiger's muscles.
"So firm!"
When he touched the biceps of the tiger, Zhao Yu was immensely surprised. That one arm felt thicker than his thigh.
Someone like the tiger, if placed in ancient times, would undoubtedly be considered a great warrior.