Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"What happened?" Liu Wenhao got up to see.

A group of people had gathered at the entrance, led by a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Is Liu Wenhao here?" the middle-aged man asked politely.

"That's me." Liu Wenhao walked to the door. "And you are?"

"I am Director Zhang from the Wushu Management Center of the State General Administration of Sport." The middle-aged man showed his credentials. "I'm here today to have a talk with you."

Upon hearing this identity, the onlookers made way.

"Director Zhang, please come in." Liu Wenhao invited him into the courtyard.

Director Zhang looked around the martial arts school and nodded: "The environment is nice, it has a strong traditional martial arts feel."

"What does Director Zhang want with me?" Liu Wenhao asked directly.

"It's about your retirement from the world of combat sports." Director Zhang sat down. "To be honest, we were all quite surprised."

Mr. Ma poured Director Zhang a cup of tea: "Director Zhang, you should know about what has happened recently."

“I know a little,” Director Zhang nodded. “That’s why I’m here today.”

"What do you mean?"

“The country is promoting the international development of traditional martial arts,” Director Zhang explained. “Your performance has given us hope. If you withdraw now, it will affect the entire plan.”

Liu Wenhao was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected his matter to escalate to the national level.

“Director Zhang, I understand your thinking,” Liu Wenhao said, “but the situation is quite complicated now.”

“I know you’ve encountered a threat,” Director Zhang’s expression turned serious. “But you must trust that the country will protect your safety.”

"How to protect?"

"First, we will cooperate with the police to thoroughly investigate this criminal group," Director Zhang said. "Second, we will provide you with a professional security team."

Hearing this, Liu Wenhao's heart skipped a beat. With national-level support, things would indeed be much safer.

"Furthermore," Director Zhang continued, "we are preparing to establish a special foundation for the promotion of traditional martial arts, and you will be its first ambassador."

"Ambassador?"

“Yes. Promoting traditional Chinese martial arts and letting the world understand our culture.” A hint of anticipation flashed in Director Zhang’s eyes. “This is a historic opportunity.”

Mr. Ma listened from the side, his expression somewhat complicated.

"Director Zhang, I need to think about it," Liu Wenhao said.

“Of course,” Director Zhang stood up. “But time is running out. There’s an international martial arts exchange conference next month, and we hope you can attend.”

After seeing Director Zhang off, the courtyard fell silent.

"Master, what do you think?" Liu Wenhao asked.

Chapter 1281 Opportunity!

Mr. Ma pondered for a long time: "From a broad perspective, this is indeed a good opportunity. But I'm worried that you might get caught up in a more complicated vortex."

"What do you mean?"

“Once you become a representative figure at the national level, you are no longer an ordinary martial arts enthusiast,” Mr. Ma said. “Every movement will be magnified, and every word will be interpreted.”

Liu Wenhao understood his master's concerns. Indeed, the pressure of fame had already made him feel uncomfortable.

“However,” Mr. Ma changed the subject, “if you really want to prove the value of Chinese martial arts, this may be the best platform.”

Just then, Master Chen walked in from outside, looking somewhat excited.

"Senior brother, Xiao Hao, I have good news!" Master Chen waved his phone. "The boss of Iron Fist International has been arrested!"

"Really?" The three of them gathered around.

"Just now, the news broke that they were arrested at the airport," said Mr. Chen. "The police said they have a lot of evidence, and this group is finished."

Upon hearing this news, Liu Wenhao finally felt relieved.

"It seems we can consider withdrawing that statement," Mr. Ma said.

"No rush." ​​Liu Wenhao shook his head. "Anyway, it's only a few days. I'll make my official comeback at the International Martial Arts Exchange Conference."

"You've decided to participate?"

"Yes." Liu Wenhao nodded. "Since I have the country's support, I have no reason to refuse."

Li Qiang jumped up excitedly: "Great! Brother Wenhao is finally coming back!"

That evening, Liu Wenhao told his mother about his decision.

"Son, have you thought this through?" his mother asked.

"I've thought it through," Liu Wenhao said. "And this time it's different. With the support of the country, there's no need to worry about security."

"That's good." Mom breathed a sigh of relief. "Mom supports your decision."

The next day, Liu Wenhao took the initiative to contact Director Zhang and expressed his willingness to participate in the International Wushu Exchange Conference.

"Great!" Director Zhang exclaimed excitedly on the phone. "We'll start preparing right away."

"What do you need me to do?"

"First, withdraw your withdrawal statement, then cooperate with us on some publicity work," Director Zhang said. "Also, we will arrange a professional team for you."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he could start over.

But little did he know that an even greater challenge awaited him.

A week later, Liu Wenhao's comeback statement was officially released.

“After careful consideration, I have decided to withdraw my previous statement of withdrawal,” Liu Wenhao said to the camera. “I realize that as a martial arts enthusiast, I have a responsibility to contribute to the inheritance and development of traditional martial arts.”

The news caused an immediate uproar online.

"I knew it! Liu Wenhao couldn't possibly be quitting!"

"They must have encountered some difficulties before."

"Great, now we can watch exciting matches again!"

However, there are also dissenting voices.

"This kid is just creating hype, retiring first and then making a comeback to grab attention."

"They just quit like that, and come back like that, what do they take the fighting world for?"

"If this is unreliable, will it be withdrawn from again in the future?"

Faced with these doubts, Liu Wenhao chose to remain silent. He knew that only through concrete actions could he prove himself.

Zhengwu Guild Hall has become lively again because of his comeback. Reporters come to interview him every day, and many young people want to become his apprentices.

"Master, how about we expand the martial arts school?" Master Chen suggested. "So many people want to learn martial arts now; it's a great opportunity."

Chapter 1282: Champion!

Mr. Ma shook his head: "Haste makes waste. Martial arts is not something that can be learned quickly; it requires gradual accumulation."

"But with such high popularity right now, it would be a shame not to take advantage of it."

"The hype will pass," Mr. Ma said, "but the true spirit of martial arts will be passed down."

Liu Wenhao listened attentively, wholeheartedly agreeing with his master's words. His recent experiences had taught him that pursuing fame and fortune would only lead one astray from their original aspirations.

Just then, Li Qiang ran in, holding a newspaper in his hand.

"Brother Wenhao, look at this!" Li Qiang said excitedly.

The newspaper's front-page headline read: "International Wushu Exchange Conference to be held soon, Liu Wenhao leads the Dragon Country team."

"The Dragon Nation Team?" Liu Wenhao was taken aback.

“Yes, you’re the captain of the Dragon Team now!” Li Qiang said. “It’s written in detail in the newspaper.”

Liu Wenhao took the newspaper and read it carefully. It turned out that this exchange conference wasn't a simple performance, but a genuine international competition. Martial arts masters from all over the world would participate.

"Interesting." Mr. Ma glanced at the newspaper. "It seems this is quite a large-scale event."

"Master, do you think I can handle this?" Liu Wenhao asked with some concern.

“I’m not worried about your abilities,” Mr. Ma said. “But you need to be mentally prepared, the pressure this time will be much greater than before.”

"why?"

"Because you no longer represent an individual, but the entire nation." Mr. Ma's expression turned serious. "Every match is related to national honor."

Hearing this, Liu Wenhao felt immense pressure. In previous matches, winning or losing was merely a personal matter. Now it was different; he carried the expectations of many more people.

In the afternoon, Director Zhang brought a team to the martial arts school.

"Liu Wenhao, let me introduce you." Director Zhang pointed to the people around him, "This is Coach Li, who is in charge of technical guidance. This is Dr. Chen, who is in charge of your physical conditioning. And this is Assistant Wang, who is in charge of daily affairs."

Liu Wenhao greeted them politely.

"Starting today, you will train according to the plan we have set," Coach Li said. "Time is tight and the task is heavy, so there can be no slackening."

"what's the plan?"

Coach Li pulled out a thick document: "Physical training starts at six o'clock every morning, followed by technical practice in the morning, sparring in the afternoon, and theoretical study in the evening."

Looking at this densely packed training plan, Liu Wenhao felt a headache coming on.

"Coach Li, aren't you too nervous?" Mr. Ma asked.

"You can't help but be nervous," Coach Li shook his head. "Our opponents this time are all world-class players, and we could lose if we're not careful."

"What opponent?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"The captain of the Sakura team is Beast Brown, a European champion," Coach Li said. "The Russian team has Ivanov, a former Olympic gold medalist. And the Sakura team has Tanaka Ken, an 8th dan in karate."

Upon hearing these names, Liu Wenhao gasped. Each and every one of them was a highly respected figure.

“There are even more impressive ones,” Coach Li continued. “This competition has also invited some legendary figures to make a comeback.”

"A legendary figure?"

"For example, Black Panther Jackson, the world champion ten years ago. And Iron Fist Garcia, the king of fighting in South America."

Liu Wenhao felt immense pressure. He had heard of all these people; each one was a legendary figure.

Chapter 1283 Coughing up blood!

“But you don’t need to worry too much,” Dr. Chen reassured you. “We will develop a special nutrition plan and recovery program for you to ensure you compete in the best possible condition.”

Over the next few days, Liu Wenhao began a grueling training regimen. His daily training volume doubled compared to before, and became much more systematic.

"One more set!" Coach Li shouted from the sidelines, "Make sure your movements are precise and fast!"

Liu Wenhao was drenched in sweat, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. He knew that only by putting in more effort than others could he gain a foothold on the international stage.

However, the high-intensity training also brought problems. On the third day, Liu Wenhao felt that his body could not keep up.

"Coach, could we reduce the training volume a little?" Liu Wenhao suggested.

"No way!" Coach Li refused decisively. "There are only two weeks left until the competition. We can't relax for even a day."

"But if this continues, I'm afraid I'll have health problems."

"Don't worry, with Dr. Chen here, everything will be fine," Coach Li said. "Keep training!"

Mr. Ma watched from the side, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Xiao Hao, come here for a moment." Mr. Ma called Liu Wenhao aside.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"I think there's something wrong with this training plan," Mr. Ma said quietly. "The intensity is too high, and it's easy to cause sports injuries."

"What should I do?"

"You need to learn to adjust," Mr. Ma said. "Don't follow their plans completely; adjust them appropriately according to your own physical condition."

Liu Wenhao nodded. His master was right; health is the foundation of everything, and we shouldn't ruin our health for the sake of training.