Chapter 302: I Can Only Do So Much for You (Part two)
Xu Cheng didn’t really pay much attention to what the audience was saying. He was rather curious and asked Kalan, “How did you know?’
Kalan smiled. “It was also a coincidence, and I just realized not long ago. When I was at the G20 competition, your country’s team was steamrolled by us. The strongest one, something Ye? He was beat by me too. But the guy really didn’t want to lose face, and he tried to find excuses and said he wasn’t the champion of this year’s Huaxia special forces competition, so I asked who the champion was and why he didn’t show up at the G20. He said he didn’t know why, and then when I asked him again who was the champion, he said Xu Cheng. So, I remembered that name, and I didn’t think that I would actually run into you in Britain. What are the odds, am I right?”
Xu Cheng nodded. “I heard from Ye Xiu that you aren’t very friendly towards Huaxia. Why is that?”
Kalan smiled. “I don’t mind telling you. I hate how fake you guys are.”
“Fake?” Xu Cheng frowned. “What makes you think that?”
Kalan: “Because you guys would only boast about your past, your history. You have your martial arts, but the West also has fighting techniques. Everyone says how the nation of martial arts is Huaxia, yet why don’t we ever see you guys in the top 3 at G20? Isn’t that a fake reputation then? Whatever underground boxing, death match, your people also were never famous in the underground world. I just hate how you guys like to boast but actually are weak as hell. Pure garbage!”
Xu Cheng bitterly laughed. “It’s you guys that can’t let go of our past glory, and you guys also don’t want to admit the more recent history. It’s not that we aren’t strong, but Huaxia’s martial arts have evolved to a level of enhancing physical fitness rather than hurting others, that I admit. Besides, we are in an era of talents, and that’s why our country has been focusing more on knowledge than martial arts. The real masters are rather humble, instead of acting like popstars.”
Kalan asked, “Just tell me, are you number one in your country?”
Xu Cheng nodded. “I am, at the competition. But I’m not number one in my country, because there are many hidden masters in the country.”
Kalan sneered. “That’s not important. I just want to beat the champion of that competition.”
– At Huaxia –
Ye Xiu clenched his fists and said, “You must win, or I’m really going to lose face… Our country’s soldiers would really lose face big time…”
Bagh: “Although I just fought Xu Cheng once, I feel like it’s not a problem for him to beat Kalan. Don’t be so nervous.”
Ye Xiu: “Yeah that’s true. If Old Xu went with us this time, Kalan would probably be killed by his human cannonball.”
Some soldier chimed in, “Big Brother Xu might not even need to get close. Just with that sniper rifle alone, he can make Kalan kneel.”
The others all nodded. Xu Cheng’s sniping skills were truly outrageous.
At the arena, high up in the rows, the 8 of Diamonds, J of Diamonds, and Bei Shan just entered the scene.
The 8 of Diamonds mumbled, “These people really have foul mouths. Shouldn’t we cheer for our little bro?”
Bei Shan looked at all the British people in the arena and rolled his eyes at him. “You can try.”
The J of Diamonds rolled his eyes at him too. “Don’t sit near me.”
”The 8 of Diamonds raised his fist and shouted, “Xu Cheng, go and fack him up!”
Then, several thousands of people in the audience seats looked over, all emitting killing intent.
“Madderfacker, this Asian got into our camp, and he isn’t even cheering for Kalan! Let’s fack him up!”
Then, fruits, drinks, lighters, basically anything that was throwable came flying towards them. After a few minutes, the three of them sat there, dumbfounded. Bei Shan still had a banana peel on his head.
The 8 of Diamonds took half of the banana that landed on his head and took a bite as he said, “Alright, now they have used up most of their ammunition. Little Bro Xu Cheng, I can only do so much for you now.”
Bei Shan and the J of Diamonds both muttered in unison. “Autistic.”
