Chapter 29 Wisteria fruit

When the people of Country T in the hall were all devastated, Makawi walked over, saluted towards Meng Hao and said, "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy!"

"Grandmaster?"

Meng Hao was stunned. “I’m still young, so I don’t dare to be called a master!”

"Although the master is young, his Kung Fu is stronger than that of ordinary martial arts masters! I was blind before, I hope the master can forgive me!"

Seeing that he was sincere in his words, Meng Hao nodded and smiled to indicate that he would not take it to heart.

Makave hesitated for a moment , then said cautiously, "Master, you just sent me flying with one palm strike. Although it was my own strength that bounced back, I was already injured internally, and it was impossible for me to stand steadily on the ground. But... I actually stood. What happened? Master, please give me some advice!"

Meng Hao nodded and said, "I just said that our Han country is a country of etiquette, so we naturally cannot let foreign guests lose face! Especially Mr. Makawi has a noble status in Country T. If I let Mr. Makawi fall in front of my countrymen, I would feel bad! So I used my strength to support Mr. Makawi so that he would not fall!"

"I see!"

Makavi suddenly realized, "The master's Kung Fu is truly miraculous. I, Makavi, have really broadened my horizons today! In addition, the master did not embarrass me on the spot. Makavi will definitely remember this kindness in his heart!"

It was not until this moment that the T people in the hall realized that the reason why Makawi was able to stand firmly was not because of Makawi’s own strong strength, but because Meng Hao used his clever strength to support him.

Originally filled with hatred and fear towards Meng Hao, now the look he gave towards Meng Hao was filled with more respect and admiration.

Coach Qiao once again felt like he was blind. He never expected Meng Hao's kung fu to be so high that he could knock Makave away with just one move.

The most important thing is that he was able to use his clever strength to support Makawi so that he would not fall to the ground.

What a great skill this requires, it's simply unheard of.

It’s a pity that he said so many discouraging words before. Now he feels ashamed when he thinks about it.

Brothers He Hui and He Yao were delighted, and when they looked at Meng Hao, their eyes were full of envy and admiration.

Meng Hao was only two or three years older than them, and even looked younger than them just by looking at his face. However, he had mastered such excellent kung fu. How did he do it?

Could it be that he has a good master?

Or maybe you got a unique secret book?

I am so envious and jealous!

I wish good things like this would never happen to these brothers.

"Mr. Qiao, I was wrong before. I broke Mr. Qiao's arm. Mr. Qiao, please see if there is anything you need. I am willing to compensate you ! "

Makawi saluted Coach Joe again.

"Well... forget about compensation. Fighting will inevitably cause injuries. If Mr. Makawi really wants compensation, just help me pay the medical expenses and loss of work time!" Coach Joe hurriedly returned the gift.

"That's right. Han and T have been friendly for generations, so there is no need to fight for supremacy! There is a saying in Han that goes, 'No fighting, no acquaintance.' We will all be good friends in the future!" Meng Hao said.

Makave nodded again and said, "Master said before that once we win, I will do something for you. Master, just tell me what you want. As long as it is something that I, Makave, can do, I will do my best!"

"Then thank you in advance!"

Meng Hao was overjoyed. "I know there is an extremely precious plant in your country T, called... Purple Wisteria. It is said that it takes hundreds of years for Purple Wisteria to bloom and bear fruit. I would like to ask Mr. Makawi to help me find a few ripe fruits of Purple Wisteria!"

"Purple vine? This... is really difficult to deal with!"

Makawi couldn't help but frown. "To be honest, the purple vine is the national treasure of my country T. Even the leaves of the purple vine are not allowed to be taken out of the country! What's more... the fruit of the purple vine has always been just a legend. At least I have never seen the purple vine bloom and bear fruit!"

"I know this is very difficult to do. I also know that the purple vine is a national treasure of your country and is not allowed to be exported at all. Don't worry, if I really find the fruit of the purple vine, I will use it directly in your country and will not bring it back to our Han country! Of course, I won't let you do this for nothing! You have a daughter named...Motasha, right? She suddenly fell seriously ill a year ago and has been paralyzed in bed now, right? As long as you help me find the fruit of the purple vine, I am willing to cure your daughter's chronic illness so that she can walk and run again and live a long life!"

Before Meng Hao could finish his words, Makave's eyes widened.

When Meng Hao finished speaking, Makawi couldn't help but grab Meng Hao's arm.

"How come the master knows so much about my family's situation? Did he... investigate my family beforehand?"

"I don't have the time to investigate your family. As long as I can cure your daughter's illness, that's enough!" Meng Hao replied.

Makave continued to stare.

"But... my daughter's illness is strange. This year I took my daughter to the most famous hospitals in the world. I also stayed in your Han country for more than two months. I have also been to many more developed countries, but no doctor can promise to cure my daughter. They don't even know what strange disease my daughter has. Master, you haven't even met my daughter, how can you be so sure that you can cure my daughter's illness?"

"You may not believe it, but this is an opportunity for your daughter!"

Meng Hao remained calm and smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, after you help me find the purple vine fruit, I will first heal your daughter, and then you can give me the purple vine fruit!"

Makave stared at Meng Hao, unable to speak for a long time .

Morta couldn't help but approach Makawi and whispered in T Mandarin, "Dad, you must not agree to him. The Han people are cunning and who knows what tricks he wants to play? What's more... He is so young, it is already amazing that he has such a set of kung fu. How can he have more advanced medical skills? Even if someone teaches him, he needs time to learn!"

What Morta said makes sense.

After all, a person's time and energy are limited. Even if one is a peerless genius, if he wants to master internal martial arts as advanced as Meng Hao, he will have to devote all his time and energy. How can he have the time to learn medicine and reach an unfathomable level of medical skills?

Especially the disease of Makawi's daughter, which has left many famous old doctors around the world helpless!

Makave couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He glanced at Meng Hao secretly, but saw that Meng Hao still had a calm expression on his face.

Makave gritted his teeth and whispered to Morta, "This Han Chinese is right. This is an opportunity for your sister after all! If this man is really capable of curing your sister, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life if I miss the opportunity? Just as he said, I will never give him the purple vine fruit until he cures your sister!"

Morta thought about it and it made sense, so he had to step aside.

Makave bowed to Meng Hao again and said, "If anyone else said they had the ability to save my daughter, I honestly wouldn't believe it, but... Master, you are so skilled, there is no need for you to lie to me!"

"Well, I will go back to Country T tomorrow and do my best to search for the purple vine fruit. Once I find any results, I will inform you immediately! But..."

"I'm not sure I can find the purple vine fruit in such a short time, but my daughter's health is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid I can't wait too long..."

He didn’t finish his words, but instead looked at Meng Hao eagerly.

Meng Hao understood what he meant, so he pretended to think about it and said, "How about this, I'll give you a three-month deadline. If you can't find the purple vine fruit within three months, I'm willing to go to Country T first to help your daughter heal her illness..."

Before he finished speaking, Makave couldn't help grabbing his arm again, stammering, "Master...are you really willing to go ahead and help my daughter heal?"

"yes!"

Meng Hao nodded and glanced at Morta on the side, "If I insist on getting the purple vine fruit first, I'm afraid Master Ling will think I'm a liar even more!"

"You ...you ...know Country T?"

Morta was shocked.

Makawi's face flushed red as he yelled at Morta , "You bastard, you are embarrassing me!"

Morta's face was as black as blood, and he said with a thick neck, "If you can really cure my sister, I will kneel down and kowtow to you!"

Meng Hao smiled and said nothing.

Makawi hurriedly said, "My father and I are short-sighted. Please don't blame us, Master!"

Meng Hao shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm too young, and I'm bound to encounter things like this all the time! Even our coach Qiao didn't think I could be your opponent, right, Coach Qiao?"

Coach Qiao's face was swollen from choking. He kept bowing and kowtowed, saying, "Master Meng, please stop laughing at me. I am already ashamed!"

Meng Hao chuckled, turned around and said to Makawi, "As long as you help me find the purple vine, your daughter's illness will be on me!"

Makawi bowed deeply again, and Meng Hao helped him stand up with a smile.