Hong Kong film: Who says being an undercover cop has no future?!

"Wang Sheng, you seem to be in a hurry!"

Wang Tiancheng didn't bother with pleasantries!

"We can't afford to be complacent, something terrible has happened in the martial arts world!"

Lian Haolong was stunned;

"You mean the martial arts world?!"

Wang Tiancheng nodded;

"That's right. In the past few days, several famous seniors in the martial arts world have passed away one after another."

"The four elites—the King of Hung Kuen, the King of Northern Leg, the King of Grappling, and the King of Weapons—have been murdered one after another!"

Lian Haolong was horrified and moved.

"When practicing martial arts, start with fists, then legs, then grappling, and finally weapons, working from the inside out!"

"The murderer was a martial arts fanatic!"

Wang Tiancheng looked solemn.

"That's not all!"

“He’s not challenging anyone who’s unknown.”

"But when it comes to the challenges, they come one by one according to their skill level."

"The King of Southern Fist, the King of Northern Leg, the King of Grappling, the King of Weapons, and then, the former number one master in the martial arts world—"

"That means it has to be you, senior!"

……

Lian Haolong was furious!

"what's the situation?"

"Am I some kind of pushover?"

Wang Tiancheng was about to explain

Suddenly,

Wang Tiancheng, Li Jie, and Lian Haolong all turned their heads to look to one side.

Then a man with a stubble beard and a limp came up.

The man was not tall; in fact, he was rather short.

His two legs were of different lengths, one longer than the other, and he walked with a limp, like a cripple.

However, all three of them looked solemn.

Lian Haolong stared in surprise at the man who had suddenly appeared;

"With such physical attributes, how could he have killed the Northern Leg King with a single whip kick?"

Wang Tiancheng nodded;

"It should be right."

"Legend has it that during the previous dynasty, there was a senior named Liu Qi in the capital who, like the person before you, had a leg injury and walked with a limp."

"The lower body, however, is extremely stable."

"Especially while maintaining speed, the power is also astonishing."

He was respectfully called "Ghost Foot Seven"!

"I see that this man's lower body is as stable as a mountain."

"He's probably no less capable than Senior Liu was back then!"

Wang Tiancheng is widely recognized as the number one martial arts master.

His comments,

Li Jie and Lian Haolong's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

Su Su stared blankly at the man who had appeared before her.

"Who is this?"

Wang Tiancheng said to the man;

"Didn't you kill four fellow practitioners of Southern Fist, Northern Leg, Grappling, and Weaponry in Hong Kong's martial arts world?!"

"You seem to care a lot about your kung fu ranking..."

"Want to play a game between the two of us?"

"By the way, let me introduce myself, I'm Wang Tiancheng!"

The visitor was overjoyed, his eyes filled with delight, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Wang Tiancheng, Hong Kong's number one martial arts master?!"

"Feng Yuxiu is right!"

After saying that, he actually performed a very solemn bow!

Wang Tiancheng gave a rare return gift.

"How about playing a game with me?"

Feng Yuxiu was clearly very eager.

"I've come to find Senior Lian Haolong, who was the number one in the world twenty years ago."

"I never expected to encounter three powerful individuals here."

"You are the best in the world,"

"I would be more than happy to fight you."

"However, I still want to fight Senior Lian Haolong first before I fight you!"

Su Su immediately felt relieved.

?炷?砼/p>

So they were practicing martial arts and exchanging sparring tips.

"Feng Yuxiu, my old man has retired from the underworld."

"If you want to find someone to spar with, you should go somewhere else."

Feng Yuxiu chuckled.

"No no no!"

"Madam Lian, you've misunderstood."

"Kung Fu is a killing technique; how can you talk about sparring?"

"I've come here to challenge Senior Lian Haolong to a duel..."

Feng Yuxiu grinned.

"A difference in skill level determines life and death!"

"Either you, senior, kill me, or I kill you!"

"Hahahaha!"

Feng Yuxiu's laughter is both innocent and manic.

Su Su's expression changed drastically, and she involuntarily took a step back.

"This is... a madman!"

Lian Haolong frowned and said;

"A martial arts fanatic?"

Wang Tiancheng shook his head.

"If he's not a violent madman... then at least he has some rationality."

"Feng Yuxiu is a martial arts fanatic!"

"They have abandoned all external things, become heartless and indifferent, and don't even care about their own life and death."

"What we pursue is one thing—the ultimate in martial arts."

"His devotion to kung fu is unmatched by ordinary people!"

“What he just said wasn’t a lie,”

"He truly doesn't care about his own life."

"He just wanted to see a higher level of martial arts."

"Even stronger kung fu than his!"

Even if it means dying under the opponent's fists and feet.