Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Chapter 1251: Value!

Liu Wenhao also felt the pressure on stage. Jack's attacks were layered and not as predictable as the Thunder's.

But after the game against the Thunder, Liu Wenhao's practical experience improved a lot. He began to use Tai Chi techniques to deflect Jack's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

"Interesting." Jack noticed Liu Wenhao's unique defensive style. "What kind of boxing technique is that?"

"Tai Chi," Liu Wenhao replied.

"Tai Chi?" Jack laughed. "That kind of stuff old men and women practice?"

These words enraged the onlookers, but Liu Wenhao remained unperturbed. He knew that anger would only cloud his judgment.

Over the next few minutes, the two began their real fight. Jack used standard professional fighting techniques, while Liu Wenhao employed a hybrid style combining Chinese and Western elements.

Gradually, Liu Wenhao found his rhythm. He discovered that although Jack was technically proficient, he lacked flexibility. Every combination of punches was precise, but also easily predictable.

"Now!" Liu Wenhao seized on a small opening in Jack's defenses and launched a counterattack instantly.

This series of attacks caught Jack off guard. He hadn't expected this seemingly frail Chinese boy to be so fierce in his attacks.

"What?" Johnson exclaimed from the audience, "How could Jack be suppressed?"

Jack on stage was starting to panic. He had thought he would win easily, but he hadn't expected to run into a tough opponent.

"Why is this kid's technique so strange?" Jack thought while defending. "He doesn't play by the rules at all."

Liu Wenhao's attacks are indeed very special. He perfectly blends the softness of Tai Chi, the hardness of boxing, and the skill of jujitsu, forming a unique style.

This style made Jack very uncomfortable. He was used to standard professional techniques during his training, and he had no experience dealing with this "unconventional" style of play.

In the fifth minute of the match, Jack began to tire. Liu Wenhao, on the other hand, played with increasing confidence and his moves became more fluid.

"No, we're going to lose if this continues." Jack was anxious and started using some dangerous moves.

He suddenly delivered an elbow strike, aiming straight for Liu Wenhao's temple. This move is against the rules in professional matches, but he couldn't care less at that moment.

The audience gasped in surprise, and Mr. Ma frowned.

But Liu Wenhao was prepared. He shifted his body to the side, dodging the elbow strike, and at the same time grabbed Jack's arm, executing a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

boom!

Jack fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

"it is good!"

"Liu Wenhao is awesome!"

"This is the Kung Fu of the Dragon Kingdom!"

Johnson's face turned grim. He hadn't expected his confidently chosen player to suffer such a crushing defeat.

"Are there any other trial players?" Liu Wenhao walked up to Johnson. "I can continue."

Johnson gritted his teeth: "Mr. Liu, you do have some skill. But this is just a trial player; real professional matches are much more brutal."

"Then let's talk about it when I'm ready," Liu Wenhao replied calmly. "Right now, I have more important things to do."

"whats the matter?"

“Keep learning.” Liu Wenhao looked at him. “I think the martial arts environment in China is quite good. At least it can teach me humility.”

These words made Johnson's face even uglier, but he had nothing to say. Facts speak louder than words; Liu Wenhao proved the value of Chinese martial arts with his skills.

Chapter 1252 Freedom!

"Let's go!" Johnson led Jack away sheepishly.

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause, everyone proud of Liu Wenhao's performance.

"Xiao Hao, well done." Mr. Ma walked over, his eyes full of satisfaction. "You were not blinded by money and fame, nor were you provoked or angered. This state of mind is more precious than anything else."

"My master taught me well," Liu Wenhao said modestly.

“But you also need to be careful,” Master Chen warned. “What happened today will definitely get out. Then there might be even more challengers.”

Liu Wenhao nodded. He knew that the road ahead might be even more difficult after he became famous. But he was prepared.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Liu Wenhao received an anxious call from Manager Wang.

"Mr. Liu, something terrible has happened!" Manager Wang's voice trembled. "The internet is in an uproar!"

"What's wrong?" Liu Wenhao had just gotten up and was still a little groggy.

"The video of you beating that Jack yesterday has been uploaded online and it's everywhere now!" Manager Wang said quickly. "And Johnson said in an interview that he's looking for an even stronger fighter to challenge you!"

Liu Wenhao frowned. He had only wanted to train discreetly, but he hadn't expected things to escalate like this.

"How is the situation now?"

"All the major media outlets are reporting on this, calling it a Sino-US fighting exchange match," Manager Wang sighed. "Johnson has already said that he will bring real professional fighters in a week."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Wenhao checked the news on his phone. Sure enough, there were reports about yesterday's match everywhere.

"Young Chinese player defeats Japanese player"

Traditional martial arts are showing their power again.

"18-year-old high school student wins two consecutive international matches"

The comments section was flooded with both support and skepticism.

"Liu Wenhao is really amazing, he has brought glory to the country!"

"That Jack isn't much better; he's probably just a third-rate player."

"When the real masters arrive, they'll realize the difference."

"Kung Fu in China is all show and no substance; it'll still be defeated by a real professional."

Seeing these comments, Liu Wenhao felt immense pressure. The situation was no longer just about personal honor; it concerned the reputation of Chinese martial arts.

"Son, stop looking at it." Mom came into the room. "You can't take what's said online seriously; there are all sorts of rumors."

"Mom, did I do something wrong?" Liu Wenhao asked, somewhat confused. "I just wanted to practice martial arts quietly, how did it turn out like this?"

“Nothing was wrong.” Mom sat on the edge of the bed. “It was that foreigner who was too arrogant. No one could tolerate that.”

"But the pressure is immense right now," Liu Wenhao said, rubbing his temples. "I feel like I'm carrying the expectations of so many people."

“Then consider it a learning experience.” His mother patted his shoulder. “A true martial artist not only needs skills, but also the courage to take responsibility.”

Liu Wenhao nodded, feeling slightly better.

When Liu Wenhao arrived at school, he noticed that his classmates were looking at him differently. Some were admiring, some were curious, and some were envious.

"Wenhao, you're amazing!" the class monitor exclaimed excitedly. "Our whole class is so proud of you!"

"Yes, my dad saw the news yesterday and said you made the Chinese people proud!"

Faced with his classmates' praise, Liu Wenhao felt a little embarrassed. He had never liked being in the spotlight, and this attention made him very uncomfortable.

Chapter 1253 is coming!

"Wenhao, can you teach us a few tricks?" one student joked. "So that we can handle it if we encounter foreigners provoking us in the future."

"Yeah, teach us some of your secret techniques!"

Liu Wenhao waved his hand: "There are no special tricks, it's just a matter of practicing more."

"Don't be modest, you can even beat professional players!"

As they were talking, the homeroom teacher walked in.

"Liu Wenhao, the principal wants to see you in his office." The homeroom teacher's expression was somewhat serious.

When Liu Wenhao arrived at the principal's office, he found several people sitting inside, including the principal and a few middle-aged men he didn't recognize.

"Wenhao, come here, let me introduce you." The principal said with a smile, "This is Director Zhang from the Municipal Sports Department, and this is President Li from the Wushu Association."

Liu Wenhao greeted him politely.

"Xiao Liu, you've been doing very well lately!" Department Head Zhang shook his hand. "You've brought honor to our city!"

"Thank you, Department Head Zhang." Liu Wenhao said, a little nervously.

"It's like this, Wenhao," Chairman Li said, "We'd like to offer you some support regarding the competition a week from now."

"What support?"

"We have professional training facilities, a professional coaching team, as well as nutritionists, rehabilitation therapists, and more," said Department Head Zhang. "We want to ensure you are in top condition to compete."

Liu Wenhao hesitated for a moment: "But I already have a master, and the training at Zhengwu Hall is also very good."

The leaders exchanged glances, and the principal spoke up: "Wenhao, the Zhengwu Hall is indeed good, but its conditions are limited. This time, our opponents may be stronger, so we cannot let our guard down."

“That’s right, Xiao Liu,” Chairman Li also advised. “This is not just a personal matter for you now, but concerns the reputation of our entire martial arts community.”

These words put immense pressure on Liu Wenhao. He knew everyone meant well, but the feeling of being elevated to a pedestal made him very uncomfortable.

"I need to think about it," Liu Wenhao finally replied.

"Okay, think it over." Department Head Zhang nodded. "But time is running out, so I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible."

Leaving the principal's office, Liu Wenhao had mixed feelings. He could sense everyone's expectations, but at the same time, he felt unprecedented pressure.

After school in the afternoon, Liu Wenhao went directly to the Zhengwu Guild Hall.

"Master, I'm a little confused." He told Mr. Ma about what happened that morning.

After listening, Mr. Ma remained silent for a long time.

"Xiao Hao, do you think they're right?" Mr. Ma asked rhetorically.

"I don't know." Liu Wenhao shook his head. "Rationally, I think what they said makes sense, but I just feel like something's not right."

"What's wrong?"

“It feels like doing this has changed the sport from a pure martial arts exchange to a political performance.” Liu Wenhao thought for a moment. “I just wanted to prove that Chinese martial arts are no worse than those of foreign countries, but now it seems like we have to win and can’t afford to lose.”

Mr. Ma nodded: "Your feeling is correct. Martial arts are originally meant for self-cultivation. If you lose sight of your original intention in order to win or lose, then you've put the cart before the horse."

"Then what should I do?"

"Follow your heart," Mr. Ma said. "Do what you think is right."

As they were talking, Master Chen walked in, looking rather grim.

"Senior brother, something's happened," Master Chen said. "Someone came by just now, saying they were from a martial arts association, and they asked me to persuade Xiao Hao to cooperate with their arrangements."

Chapter 1254, Beginner Level!

"And then?" Mr. Ma asked.

“I said this is a decision Xiao Hao has to make himself.” Master Chen sat down. “Then that person said that if he doesn’t cooperate, Xiao Hao can forget about having any future in the martial arts world.”

Hearing this, Liu Wenhao felt a surge of anger. He hadn't expected these people to resort to such methods to threaten him.

“Master, I’ve made up my mind.” Liu Wenhao stood up. “I want to train in my own way.”

"Good." Old Mr. Ma nodded in satisfaction. "This is my disciple."

"But doing this might offend a lot of people," Mr. Chen said with some concern.

"So be it if I offend you," Liu Wenhao shook his head. "If I can't even uphold my own principles, what's the point of practicing martial arts?"

Just then, Li Qiang rushed in.

"Senior Brother Liu, something terrible has happened!" Li Qiang exclaimed anxiously. "A group of reporters have arrived outside, and there's even a foreigner!"

"A foreigner?" Liu Wenhao frowned. "Johnson again?"

"No, it's someone else." Li Qiang shook his head. "That person claims to be a fighting champion and says he wants to challenge you ahead of schedule!"

The three exchanged a glance, all sensing that something was wrong.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the martial arts gym, a group of people had indeed gathered. A blond, blue-eyed white man was being interviewed.