Chapter 26 Arrogant Foreign Students

He Hui pushed He Yao.

He Yao gritted his teeth and said, "My brother wants to ask you a favor!"

"If you have something to say, just tell me!" Meng Hao replied calmly.

He Hui then spoke cautiously with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Earlier in the Sanda Arena, Brother Meng said he was willing to agree to something for me. Now that I think about it, I really do have something to ask Brother Meng for help!"

Meng Hao nodded, but did not speak.

He Hui continued , "It's like this. There is a polytechnic university next to our school. There is an international student from Country T. He is extremely good at Southern T boxing. I have competed with him twice, and I lost both times!"

"I lost anyway. I'm not someone who can't afford to lose. But that man said something unpleasant. He said that all the men in our Han country are weak and not one of them can withstand three of his punches!"

"Our coach was upset after hearing this, so he went to the Polytechnic School to teach the foreign student a lesson! Who knew that the foreign student's father was a famous Southern T boxing master? After hearing about this, he actually rushed over from Country T last week and not only defeated my coach, but also broke one of the coach's arms, so..."

He Hui hesitated here and didn't say anything further.

Meng Hao had no choice but to ask, "So you want me to teach this T country expert a lesson?"

"yes!"

He Hui nodded quickly. "How can a small country like T compare with our great Han country? But...if we alarm the famous masters of our Han country, it may cause diplomatic disputes, and it may even escalate to a showdown between countries!"

"Besides, that person will leave the day after tomorrow, and we don't have time to look for other masters. It just so happens that Brother Meng defeated me easily and broke the wooden pad on the ring with one foot. This kind of skill is probably ranked among the best in our Han country, not to mention the master of T country!"

"Plus, Brother Meng also said... that he would help me, so... after much thought, I shamelessly came to ask Brother Meng for help!"

He Hui and He Yao looked at Meng Hao eagerly .

Meng Hao pretended to think about it, then nodded and said, "Well, this T countryman is too arrogant. He wants to compete, but he dares to say that the men of our Han country are weak. This is really intolerable!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too. No matter what, the men of our Han country cannot lose to the people of this small country in Southeast Asia!" He Hui said happily.

"Then let's put it this way. You make an appointment with that person and I'll go with you!"

"In fact, there is no need to make an appointment. That person said that as long as we find an expert, we can contact him at any time, so... we can go find him now!"

"Then I'll go with you!"

Meng Hao nodded and turned to look at Meng Xin, "You go back to the apartment first, I'll be back when I'm done!"

Meng Xin was a little worried, but she didn't try to dissuade him. Instead, she nodded and said, "Brother, be careful and don't be so stubborn!"

Meng Hao nodded and smiled, and Meng Xin reluctantly walked out of the school first.

Meng Hao also followed He Hui and He Yao out of the school gate.

There is a van parked at the door.

In addition to the driver, there was a sturdy man in his thirties sitting in the car. One of his arms was in a splint and hung under his neck with a bandage.

Seeing He Hui opening the car door and inviting Meng Hao to get in, the sturdy man couldn't help but frown.

"Is this the master you are talking about? So young and... so thin?" he said bluntly.

"Brother Meng may look frail, but he really broke two wooden blocks on the Sanda ring with just one kick! Coach, you have also seen those two wooden blocks. It was really Brother Meng who broke them with just one easy kick!"

He Hui hurriedly explained, and turned to introduce Meng Hao , "Brother Meng, this is my Sanda coach, his last name is Qiao!"

"Hello Coach Joe!"

Meng Hao greeted him and sat down.

Coach Qiao nodded, then shook his head and said, "Let's go eat first, and then we can talk about it later!"

Meng Hao knew that he looked down on him, so he just said, "It's only a little after six o'clock now. I think we should go find that T countryman directly and defeat him first. It won't be too late to eat later!"

"defeat?"

Coach Qiao couldn't help but sneer, "You haven't seen how powerful that guy is. Not only is his fist fast, but his body movements and footwork are also extremely flexible! I thought that even if you have some skills, after all... you are so young and so weak. I just hope you don't end up like me and have a broken arm!"

Meng Hao felt somewhat unhappy in his heart, but he did not argue.

After all, he agreed to meet the T countryman, and he had his own plans.

He Hui, however, looked embarrassed and whispered to Meng Hao , "I'm sorry, Brother Meng, my coach hasn't seen your skills in person, so he's a little worried!"

"It's okay, I will encounter this kind of thing often in the future!" Meng Hao responded indifferently.

Who made him short and weak?

But he has a delicate appearance, so everyone who sees him for the first time thinks he is a weak scholar.

The car did not drive to the polytechnic next door, but drove into the city and stopped at a place similar to a "hometown association" run by a T countryman.

The driver sat in the car and did not get out. The remaining four people, led by He Hui, walked straight to the automatic glass door.

Because He Hui had called the T countryman on the way, as soon as he walked through the glass door, a dark-skinned young man who was obviously from Southeast Asia came to greet him.

"You are so brave that you dare to challenge my master. I wonder what kind of expert you have found this time?"

The man spoke with a sneer on his face.

He speaks Chinese and he speaks it fluently.

"Stop talking nonsense. Since your master has accepted our challenge, take us to see your master!" He Hui said with a serious face.

"Okay, since you are not afraid of death, then follow me!"

The man didn't say much, just turned around and left with a sneer.

Meng Hao and others followed closely behind that person, took the elevator to the third floor, and pushed open the two closed doors at the end of the corridor.

The noise inside the door immediately reached the ears of Meng Hao and others.

When I looked closely, I saw what seemed to be a conference hall in front of me. The hall was filled with small round tables, and there were three to five people sitting at each round table. In total, there seemed to be at least fifty people.

"Why are there so many people?" He Hui frowned.

"You are so unlucky that we, the people of Country T, just happened to be gathering here. Since you took the initiative to call and challenge my master, you naturally want us, the people of Country T, to see with our own eyes how my master teaches your so-called masters of Country Han a lesson!"

The young man from Southeast Asia was arrogant and smug.

He Hui couldn't help but frown and cursed, "You are so despicable!"

"Who are you calling mean?"

The young man from Nanyang immediately retorted, "Since you took the initiative to challenge me, you should be prepared to be ravaged by my master. What's the matter? You have lost your confidence before the battle even starts?"

He Hui had nothing to say and could only look at Meng Hao .

"It's okay, more people are better!" Meng Hao said.

"What's good about that? It will be even more embarrassing if we lose later!" Coach Joe muttered to himself.

Meng Hao almost spit in his face.

What kind of person is this? He came to stand up for him, but he, on the contrary, destroys his own prestige before the war officially starts.

"Sutani, bring those Han people here!"

A young man sitting in the front and center stood up and shouted something to the young man from Southeast Asia.

He shouted T in Mandarin.

However, after Meng Fan mastered "The Divine Calculation", he could speak and write any kind of characters and languages in the world.

"This man is Morta, the student from Country T who defeated me. The strong man sitting next to him is his father, Makawi. It was Makawi who broke Coach Joe's arm!"

He Hui whispered in Meng Hao's ear.

In fact, there was no need for He Hui to introduce it. Meng Hao had already figured out the names and strengths of the father and son, and even Makawi's family situation.

In addition, the two old men sitting at the same table with Maccavevi and his son were obviously older than Maccavevi, but judging from their respectful attitude towards Maccavevi, it can be known that Maccavevi's status in Country T is not low.

This is also the reason why the people of Country T held this party.

"Didn't you say you would invite a master to duel with me? Why didn't that master come with you?"

Makawi glanced at Meng Hao and the others and asked lazily.

He also spoke Chinese, but his voice was halting and awkward.

"Yeah, you Han people are always troublesome when doing things. Since you have invited an expert, why don't you come with the expert? Why do you have to split into two groups? Could it be that the expert knew we were having a party today and was afraid of losing to my dad and making us T people laugh at him, so he wanted to book another venue?"

Morta followed up.

Like Sultan, he studied in China for several years, so his Chinese is much more fluent than his father's.