The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse
Chapter 321 - 314: Kung Fu Superstar Group

Chapter 321: Chapter 314: Kung Fu Superstar Group

As a veteran fan of wuxia novels, Li Jingang, if unable to complement Gao Yuan in a perfect performance, would have read all those martial arts stories for nothing.

Moreover, as a special forces soldier, Li Jingang was undoubtedly intelligent, and he was also inevitably cunning, because special forces did not need fools; honest and straightforward people were actually not suited to be special forces.

So Li Jingang mentioned a Princely Heir, and Andrew’s translation turned it into a Prince, and then, this beautiful misunderstanding began to ferment.

To Westerners, the title of a prince inherently carried an aura of idiocy, which not only blinded them but also lowered their IQs automatically.

These Westerners were not stupid; they were simply uninformed. The knowledge fed to them by the media from childhood did not even allow them to know that Shenzhou had ceased to have princes over a hundred years ago.

So Gao Yuan was about to have a blast.

The not-so-pretty, slightly overweight female soldier approached Gao Yuan.

Not being pretty did not mean she lacked confidence.

"Hello, Your Highness the Prince, I..."

"Hmm?"

Gao Yuan heard an ominous snort and turned his head to see the expressionless Xinghe.

Xinghe was observing Gao Yuan with a scientifically inquisitive gaze. Upon seeing Gao Yuan turn around, she gestured for him to proceed and said, "Please, continue with your performance."

Gao Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

Hiding his abilities was the main goal; as for the side effects, well, they were just side effects...

Side effects that had nothing to do with him were not worth a glance or a thought.

Gao Yuan turned back to look at the female soldier and said with a stern face, "Hello."

"May I call you ’Kung Fu’?"

The female soldier made a fist with her hand, then looked at Gao Yuan with anticipation and said, "I would be honored if you allowed it."

Li Yang faithfully acted as the interpreter, and Gao Yuan nodded before pointing toward Li Jingang and saying, "I can teach you. He is my Guard Captain and a master of our family... the royal kung fu. In fact, all of us here are from the same family."

While translating, Li Yang couldn’t help but wipe his nose with his hand to conceal the laughter he could no longer hold back. Then, he dropped his hand and continued to speak on Gao Yuan’s behalf with a look of utmost seriousness and devotion.

You’ve stumbled upon a secret; lucky you, to have the chance to converse proudly with a prince from a family with a thousand-year heritage. Li Yang’s expression was perfectly on point.

When it came to intelligence, if Li Yang claimed to be second, no one would dare claim to be first on the scene.

Li Yang’s thoughts were only restricted; it wasn’t that he lacked acting skills. If really needed to perform, he was trained more than anyone else.

The female soldier looked toward Li Jingang.

Gaining the favor of a prince seemed a bit impractical, but charming a prince’s Guard Captain appeared easier, and the dual title of knight and master of kung fu made Li Jingang equally irresistible.

Gao Yuan pointed at Panxin and said, "He is our... Deputy Captain. He knows kung fu, too. And him."

Gao Yuan pointed at Yu Shunzhou.

"He is also a master of kung fu."

Gao Yuan pointed at Cao Zhenjiang and said with a solemn face, "This gentleman is our Royal Chef and also a kung fu master, but he is from a different sect. Have you heard of Shaolin?"

Seeing but unable to touch was the agony of Gao Yuan.

But why wouldn’t he seek some benefits for his brothers if he himself couldn’t enjoy them?

It’s better for everyone to be happy together. A group of bachelors had come a long way, braved fire and water, and tied their heads to their belts all the way here, occasionally being sprinkled with some spoiled dog food by Gao Yuan.

If Gao Yuan didn’t find some benefits for his brothers now, how could he face being the leader.

Just then, a male soldier shouted, "Is that true? Are you serious? I remember that Shenzhou no longer has princes, does Shenzhou still have nobility?"

Finally, someone smart spoke up, but it didn’t matter. Gao Yuan smiled and then suddenly said to Panxin loudly, "No need to hide anymore. You two show them something, make it... look good, you know what I mean. And Mr. Jian, if you don’t want to show something, that’s fine, but don’t get in the way of the brothers."

Gao Yuan was worried Panxin might insist on some principles, but then he saw Panxin silently taking off his bulletproof vest and walking over to Li Jingang.

"Military boxing, right?"

"Won’t be easy to fool anyone, huh?"

"Somewhat, and there are others, too. Let’s have a tough and straight-forward performance."

"Bring it on."

As soldiers of Shenzhou, how could they not perform military boxing.

The two took up a stance together and after a simultaneous roar, they threw several punches in rapid succession.

Yu Shunzhou felt eager as he watched. Though he didn’t know kung fu and had no routines to follow, he knew how to do military boxing because it was the most basic of basics.

Cao Zhenjiang approached Yu Shunzhou and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how?"

"I do."

"Then let’s do it, otherwise it’ll be awkward. They’ve taken all the attention already, let me tell you, with these things, it’s either feast or famine."

Yu Shunzhou gave Cao Zhenjiang a grateful look, then he whispered, "Where would I have any to spare? Strategic reserves, plenty, I’ll share some with you."

Cao Zhenjiang looked gratefully at Yu Shunzhou, then bumped his shoulder against him and said, "Come on."

As for military boxing, it’s not impressive with just one person, and two people don’t make much sense either. It needs a crowd, a uniform and imposing performance.

Cao Zhenjiang and Yu Shunzhou moved behind Panxin and Li Jingang and then they both followed Li Jingang’s rhythm.

Even with military boxing, Li Jingang could execute it with a sense of beauty and the flair of an expert.

If you play, you have to play for real, and you have to go big.

Although Gao Yuan’s response was to have a few people perform military boxing, completely ignoring that informed person’s question, it was enough.

Whistles burst forth, interwoven with the sharp screams of female soldiers.

The four had completed a set of military boxing, but the atmosphere was not yet explosive, because what they did was ultimately less shocking than leaping ten meters into the air.

"Are you really proficient in martial arts... are you really covert royalty?"

Gao Yuan smiled slightly, then he turned to Li Yang and said, "Have Chun Er bring our knives, and also, invite the Taoist Priest."

Gao Yuan still had an ace up his sleeve.

Lizhizi, who had joined Spark Squad in a baffling manner and had been nothing but a burden and a decoration until now, finally got his chance to shine.

Liu Chunxiao came carrying several knives, among which were Gao Yuan’s single-blade steel whip. As Gao Yuan solemnly strapped on his gear and placed a knife and whip on his back, his identity as a martial arts expert was established.

"Besides martial arts, who else would use these weapons?"

The knife was meant for fighting zombies, silently, but no one here knew that.

He drew the knife and whip, held one in each hand, after making a flourish in the air, he quickly sheathed them on his back again—such a juvenile, smooth, and artistically dramatic way of fighting, no one would do it except a superhero.

The scene was nearly uncontrollable. The soldiers crowded into a tighter and tighter circle, but no one stopped them because even Andrew was inching forward.

Gao Yuan looked around, and just then, Lizhizi arrived.

He had shed his cotton robe but was still wearing a cyan Taoist robe. His Taoist crown had been removed, revealing a long-haired bun fastened with an ebony hairpin, unshaven for so long that a beard hung from his chin.

The robe was dirty, the hair greasy, the beard unkempt, but Lizhizi carried a sword on his back.

The sense of being worn did not diminish Lizhizi’s allure; it actually added to it.

The allure came from a sense of mystery.

Ever since Lizhizi joined the base, he’d been assisting Wang Ning, tending to the wounded, since these were some of the few things he could do well. He took these responsibilities upon himself to the extent that he even missed the welcome banquet. Thus, while some had seen Lizhizi, not everyone had.

This only added to Lizhizi’s mystique.

Gao Yuan didn’t overthink things. In handling certain matters, he didn’t need to think much to know what to do—perhaps this was what they call talent.

Gao Yuan walked up to Lizhizi, and before a somewhat confused Lizhizi could ask, he bowed respectfully and said aloud, "Greetings, Taoist Priest."

Lizhizi immediately returned the gesture and said, "Greetings, senior brother."

There was no room for negotiation because Gao Yuan knew if he greeted Lizhizi this way, Lizhizi was bound to respond in kind.

Was that martial arts flair enough? Does it have the Eastern vibe from kung fu movies?

If it’s about showmanship, all present combined couldn’t compare to Lizhizi.

Gao Yuan stood up, then he loudly said, "This man is not a member of our family, but he is a Taoist Priest from Shenzhou’s Wudang. He practices the Taoist martial arts, he is our... Military Taoist Priest, just like your military chaplains."

Andrew translated Gao Yuan’s words and then accurately translated ’Military Taoist Priest.’

Because kung fu movies had made many familiar with Tao and Wudang.

Gao Yuan looked at Lizhizi and said, "Taoist Priest, show them something spectacular, the more glamorous, the better, it’s all up to you!"

Lizhizi was somewhat bewildered, he looked at Gao Yuan and upon seeing Gao Yuan’s meaningful gaze, he nodded and said, "Understood..."

At that moment, a soldier shouted, "Taoist Priest, show us your Treasured Sword!"

After Li Yang translated, Lizhizi immediately shook his head and said, "No, my Treasured Sword..."

Lizhizi’s sword was broken, but could Gao Yuan afford to let him tell the truth?

"The Taoist Priest’s sword must not be unsheathed! For unsheathing it necessitates drawing blood!"

Gao Yuan shouted, Li Yang translated, and once again, a low murmur of awe rose from the crowd.

Lizhizi shouted, "I request to borrow a knife."

Gao Yuan threw his knife into the air, Lizhizi leapt up to catch it and with a swift move, returned the blade back into his pocket—such finesse.

In terms of routines, ten Li Jingangs plus ten Gao Yuans couldn’t compare with Lizhizi.

Plus, Lizhizi had the bonus of his status and appearance.

With Lizhizi making his grand finale appearance, the martial arts ensemble was finally complete.