Gao Wu: If this BOSS isn't nerfed, is it even playable?

Chapter 38 Dark Horse VS Dark Horse!

Sun Qian's gaze lingered on Lin Ye for less than two seconds before turning to Chen Meng, and he said with a forced smile.

"Teacher Chen, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you bringing your students... to cause trouble at my restaurant?"

Although Sun Qian's tone was still very polite.

But everyone could hear the tension in their words.

The atmosphere in the entire third-floor training hall became delicate because of this sudden confrontation.

The students who were still practicing intensely all stopped and their eyes darted back and forth between Chen Meng, Sun Qian and Lin Ye. The air was filled with gossip and a sense of excitement.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xu Zhisheng, the homeroom teacher of Class 2, quickly stepped back a few paces.

They acted as if to say, "Go ahead and fight, but don't let the blood splatter on me."

Chen Meng didn't care at all, and patted Lin Ye's shoulder with his big hand, making a muffled sound.

"Not at all, Teacher Sun, you flatter me."

"My student has gone crazy from practicing martial arts lately. He insists on seeing a real master."

"I'm thinking that, apart from your Class 1 and Class 2, there's nowhere else in Dongjiang No.1 High School that can be described as having a plethora of top talents."

"So I brought him here to broaden his horizons, and also to let him know what it means to have someone better, and to curb this kid's arrogance."

Chen Meng's voice was loud and clear, without any attempt to conceal it, and instantly spread throughout the entire venue.

This statement, on the surface, is humble, but it is actually flattery.

But to Sun Qian and the other top students, it took on a different meaning.

What does "open your eyes" mean?
What does it mean to have "there's always someone better"?

Isn't this blatantly saying that my student thinks he's so great and came here specifically to challenge you?
Sun Qian's face instantly darkened.

He had long disliked Chen Meng.

They always act all high and mighty, like they're some big shot.

We are all martial arts instructors hired at high salaries, so why do you always have a sour face and ignore everyone, acting as if you are superior to others?
Just because you've been on the battlefield?
None of the students I've taught have stood out; they're all stuck in the bottom-ranked classes like Class 7!

Ironically, the principal and school officials treated this guy with great respect.

Sun Qian's jealousy and resentment had been building up for a long time.

He admitted that, in a one-on-one fight, even ten of him combined might not be a match for Chen Meng.

but!

It's not about who has the stronger fist anymore.

They are teachers!

A teacher's reputation is earned by their students!

Today, you, Chen Meng, actually dared to bring your students and deliver yourself right to my doorstep...

This is practically offering my face for me to slap!

Sun Qian suppressed his secret joy and forced a fake smile onto his face.

"Teacher Chen is joking. We just took advantage of some school resources."

"Since Lin Ye is interested, we certainly welcome him."

"Let's learn from each other and make progress together."

His quick agreement surprised Chen Meng.

However, Chen Meng was too lazy to think too much about it; he was here today to cause trouble.

Lin Ye wanted to fight.

He enjoys watching the fun.

Hit it off immediately!
Sun Qian looked around the arena, his gaze sweeping over his students as if he were choosing a suitable weapon.

His gaze swept past the top ten pillars of the class.

Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

Using his ace to crush a student from Class 7 is not honorable even if he wins; it would only make him seem like he's making a mountain out of a molehill.

What he wanted was a performance that appeared to be evenly matched, but in the end, he could easily win.

He wanted everyone to see that any student he, Sun Qian, could easily outperform the so-called dark horse that Chen Meng had carefully trained!
Finally, his gaze fell on a boy who was wiping sweat with a towel.

"Wang Hao, you come here." The boy whose name was called looked up sharply, a hint of excitement and fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, and quickly replied, "Here!"

A murmur arose among the surrounding students.

Why did Teacher Sun choose Wang Hao?

"Why not choose Zhang Yuqing? If all else fails, Liao Donglai would be fine too!"

"Their intention to challenge us is so obvious, wouldn't it be better to just let Sister Yu suppress them with one hand?"

"You don't know anything! If my sister Yu were to take action, it would be an unfair victory!"

"Although Wang Hao isn't the top student in our class, he's definitely the one who has improved the most recently!"

"Isn't this a classic case of a dark horse facing off against another dark horse?!"

Wang Hao is over 1.85 meters tall, as strong as an ox, and his bronze skin is covered with small scars left by years of hard training.

He wasn't the strongest in his class.

But he's the most hardworking and a recognized battle maniac.

Upon hearing the teacher's call, Wang Hao tossed the towel aside and strode towards the central arena.

His gaze, like that of a hungry wolf locking onto its prey, was fixed intently on Lin Ye.

There was no contempt in those eyes, only pure fighting spirit!
Sun Qian nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at Chen Meng, his tone carrying a hint of unyielding arrogance.

"Teacher Chen, Wang Hao is in the middle of our class, and he's been in good form lately. Letting him practice with Lin Ye shouldn't be considered bullying, right?"

Chen Meng grinned.

"Okay."

He turned his head, looked at Lin Ye who remained silent beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Wang Hao is in the middle of his class, but ranks 39th in the whole grade."

"Just over two months ago, he was promoted from Class 3. At that time, his ranking was 89th, which means he has made very rapid progress."

"Are you confident?"

Lin Ye raised his head, glanced at Wang Hao's aggressive gaze, and then looked at the curious or scrutinizing eyes of the top students around him.

He calmly shook his head.

"Teacher, if I make him cry, do you think no one will want to fight with me anymore?"

Lin Ye was somewhat worried.

His task requires a full 10,000 points of negative emotion.

What if you make one child cry, and then no one else wants to play with him anymore?
Chen Meng was taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into a hearty laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

"You brat, you win first, then we'll talk!"

"Take down one of them, and I'll let you take down ten!"

Lin Ye nodded and immediately began stretching and warming up on the sidelines before slowly walking onto the ring.

The huge training hall fell completely silent.

All eyes were focused on the arena.

Wang Hao cracked his wrists, his knuckles making a series of crisp sounds. He looked Lin Ye up and down, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"You from Class 7, I heard you were really impressive in the placement test?"

"Unfortunately, this is not the examination room."

"I'll show you that theory and practice are two different things."

Lin Ye didn't speak, but simply looked at Wang Hao calmly.

The boy in front of me has a Level 7 badge on his head.