Chapter 302: I Can Only Do So Much for You
When Lin Chuxue finally showed her beautiful face in front of the camera, she took the phone back and turned the stream back to the stage.
On the other side, the guys were all discontent. “Goddess, let’s not watch the game anymore, can you just stream yourself singing?”
Ye Xiu and the others all felt they suffered a critical hit.
“No wonder Lin Chuxue never attends gatherings in the entertainment world nor gets close to other male stars. It’s even said that her kiss scenes are basically nonexistent, it turned out that she was already taken. This facking Xu Cheng, not only is he so powerful, how the fack does he have a high enough EQ to be able to land such a goddess! I’m so handsome yet I’m still single, where is the fairness in that!” Ye Xiu exclaimed as he looked up at the ceiling.
“Holy crap, the military is already the campground for single dogs, yet now we got Xu Cheng flaunting his love here. I’m very angry,” Bagh said.
Hu Bing munched on some sunflower seeds as he casually replied, “Don’t worry, Big Brother Cheng’s coming back soon. You can say that to his face and try to teach him a lesson.”
Bagh: “Do you still think I’m the same Bagh from half a month ago?”
Hu Bing: “Then just challenge him to a fight after he gets back.”
Bagh gritted his teeth. “Let me tell you, I’ve been waiting for this opportunity.”
Hu Bing: “Then just wait until he’s back.”
Bagh: “Who’s scared of who?! Let’s first see how he matches up against Kalan. I’ve fought Kalan before.”
The other soldiers all gathered around. “How is he? Is he really strong?”
Bagh nodded. “Very. But I could still put up a fight. That guy is indeed quite talented, but he’s just a little too racist and was always mocking us. That’s why Ye Xiu got triggered and fell into his trap.”
Ye Xiu bitterly smiled and shook his head. “The difference in strength was still too big, so there’s really nothing I could do when I got humiliated. But I’m indeed really pissed, and if we weren’t using empty-shell bullets at that time, I would’ve shot and killed him!”
Wang An also bitterly smiled. “When you lose, it’s indeed useless to say anything. This is the consequence the loser must bear.”
Ye Xiu looked at the screen and said as he gritted his teeth, “I hope Old Xu can beat that guy up. He’s basically the last card we have.”
On the screen, Kalan went up on stage.
The audience all stood up, applauding and cheering.
“Kalan, go and get that monkey!”
“Kalan, show him how powerful British men are!”
“Tear this rude monkey apart!”
The cussing would’ve fit right in back at the Colosseum in the Middle Ages. When Xu Cheng went up on stage, the cheering immediately turned into booing.
And among the booing, there was only cheering from Lin Lei and Lin Chuxue, “Xu Cheng, get him!”
Kalan placed his finger beside his mouth, and the crowd immediately quieted down. It was as if he was the protagonist here.
Kalan pointed at Xu Cheng, looked at everyone in the audience seats, and said, “This one standing in front of everyone, do you know who he is?”
The audience was drawing a blank.
Kalan: “He’s a soldier of Huaxia, and I heard he’s also a champion of their country’s special forces competition.”
The audience were a bit shocked, and they immediately felt that the fight was going to be more interesting to watch.
“Kalan, KO him!”
“Beat him up!”
“Defeat Huaxia’s champion, you can show them that our soldiers are stronger than those of Huaxia!”
“Yeah!”
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.”