The many martial arts being shown at the SAMAS was very impressive. There were a couple of matches between fighters to show how effective their martial arts were, though the deadliest techniques were only used on those who were already dead. That is to say pig and cow carcasses.
Currently, some of the members of Animalia Ambassadoria were watching some swordsmen chop up some sides of beef. The way the pieces of meat flew indicated a lot of force was behind those blades. "It's almost a shame that swords became obsolete in modern warfare," said Roland, "But then, a swordsman would get shot before he even got close."
"True, though the symbolism of the sword lives on," said Sophie.
"That's kinda interesting," said Malice, "Me, I'm wondering where all the meat bits are gonna get cooked."
"You're watching an ancient sword technique that has been preserved for centuries and all you can think about is food?" asked Sarah incredulously.
"Hey, it's almost lunchtime," said Malice, "And I know you're hungry too."
"Well, yeah, but I'd like to see this finished first," said Sarah.
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After the demo, they started heading to where lunch was served. They followed where the meat cuttings we being taken. It wasn't just to one place, but several tents and booths were set up for special cuisine. They headed towards this one tent where a Chinese chef had gotten a good supply of the pork cuts. "Hey, what's the special today?" asked Malice.
"I shall show you," said the chef as he put the meat on his grill. When the meat was hot enough, he started chopping it with his knives. His knives were moving incredibly fast, almost faster than the eye can see. Other ingredients were added in, including mushrooms, pieces of cabbage, a bit of tofu. Then the resulting dish got put onto four bowls of rice and were handed out.
"Wow, how did you move your hands that fast?" asked Sophie.
"Practice, years and years of practice," said the chef.
"Are you a kung fu master?" asked Roland.
The chef chuckled and said, "Do you know what 'kung fu' means?"
"You mean the literal translation?" asked Malice, "Doesn't it mean 'martial arts'?"
"No, 'kung fu' means 'excellence of self'," said the chef, "That does not apply to just fighting. Any skill perfected to the point of art is 'kung fu'."
"Well, this is certainly excellent," said Sarah, tasting the food, "Probably not so easy for an amateur to do."
"Not at my speed," said the chef, "But you should see how hard it is to make noodles."