Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Two hours later, the final match officially began. The atmosphere in the entire stadium reached its peak, and the cheers of the audience almost lifted the roof off.

"The final of this International Wushu Exchange Conference is now underway!" The host's voice echoed throughout the venue through the speakers. "The two competitors are Liu Wenhao from China and Brown from Japan!"

The two walked to the center of the ring, and Brown still looked as confident as ever.

“Kid, you’ve got some skills,” Brown said in English, “but today you’ll see what professional standards are.”

“Then we’ll wait and see,” Liu Wenhao replied calmly in English.

This conversation was relayed to the audience by the on-site translator, causing a stir.

"Game start!"

Brown immediately displayed a completely different performance than before. His ankle appeared to be perfectly fine, and he was moving much faster than expected.

"He was faking it after all," Liu Wenhao thought to himself, while simultaneously beginning to take the situation seriously.

Brown's boxing style is indeed very professional; every punch has a clear purpose. Unlike Garcia, who relies solely on brute force, he emphasizes both technique and power.

Liu Wenhao used Tai Chi's neutralizing techniques to counter, but found the effect less pronounced than before. Brown had clearly studied his fight footage and was prepared for this technique.

“This guy definitely came prepared.” Liu Wenhao began to change tactics.

Since Tai Chi was not effective, he began to use other techniques. Master Li taught him boxing techniques, Master Wang taught him wrestling counterattacks, and Master Zhang taught him Sanda combination punches.

This change surprised Brown. He had prepared a strategy to deal with Tai Chi, but Liu Wenhao suddenly changed his style.

"This kid has so many tricks up his sleeve?" Brown began to take him seriously.

With the game in its fifth minute, the two players were evenly matched. Brown's technique was more refined, while Liu Wenhao's style was more versatile.

The audience watched intently, and every exciting exchange drew cheers.

"fantastic!"

"This is a world-class competition!"

"As expected of the finals!"

Just then, Brown suddenly resorted to a dirty trick. He deliberately created an opening during his feint attack, and when Liu Wenhao attacked, he suddenly countered with an elbow strike.

This kind of play is allowed by the rules, but it's very dishonorable.

Liu Wenhao narrowly avoided the elbow strike, but was still grazed.

Chapter 1291: The Plan!

"This guy is shameless," Li Qiang couldn't help but curse from the audience.

"Don't get excited," Mr. Ma said calmly. "This shows that Brown is starting to get anxious."

Indeed, Brown's use of underhanded tactics indicates he felt pressure. Liu Wenhao's unpredictable style made it difficult for him to adapt.

"Since you're going to play dirty tricks, then I won't hold back either," Liu Wenhao thought to himself.

The match became even more intense in the following moments. Both players began using some borderline techniques, which, while not illegal, could easily cause injury.

Liu Wenhao demonstrated the results of his training during this period. He was able to calmly deal with Brown's various underhanded tactics.

"This kid's adaptability is incredible," exclaimed Master Li from the audience. "He can handle any kind of opponent."

By the tenth minute of the match, Brown began to tire. Although his technique was excellent, his age was a factor, and his stamina was not as good as that of the younger Liu Wenhao.

Liu Wenhao seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack.

This time, he used a combination attack that incorporated various techniques: a straight punch from boxing, a whip kick from Sanda, a leg grab from wrestling, a throw from judo, and the neutralizing force from Tai Chi.

This series of attacks completely stunned Brown. He had never encountered an opponent like this before, one who could blend so many different techniques so perfectly.

"That's impossible!" Brown exclaimed in amazement while defending. "How can you know so many techniques?"

“Because I have many good teachers,” Liu Wenhao replied, while continuing his attack.

Brown finally couldn't hold on any longer. Under Liu Wenhao's continuous attacks, he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

“I give up,” Brown said, lying on the ground, panting.

The entire stadium erupted in cheers. The audience cheered wildly, and thunderous applause resounded.

"Liu Wenhao! Liu Wenhao!"

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

"Champion! Champion!"

Liu Wenhao stood in the center of the ring, looking at the cheering audience, his heart filled with excitement.

"We won," he thought to himself. "Chinese Kung Fu has won."

After being helped up, Brown walked over to Liu Wenhao.

“You’re very strong, much stronger than I imagined.” Brown extended his hand. “I accept my defeat wholeheartedly.”

“You’re very good too.” Liu Wenhao grasped his hand. “If it weren’t for good luck, I might have lost.”

This athletic spirit earned applause from the entire audience.

At the awards ceremony, Liu Wenhao stood on the highest podium. As the national anthem played and the five-star red flag slowly rose, tears welled up in his eyes.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time," Liu Wenhao thought to himself.

Mr. Ma, sitting in the audience, was also moved to tears.

"Xiao Hao, you did it," Mr. Ma thought to himself. "You really did it."

After the competition, media from various countries rushed to interview Liu Wenhao.

"Mr. Liu, how did you manage to integrate so many different fighting techniques?"

"I have to thank my teachers for this," Liu Wenhao replied. "Every technique has its unique aspects; the key is to learn with your heart."

"So what do you think is the relationship between Chinese Kung Fu and modern combat sports?"

“It’s not an adversarial relationship, but a complementary one.” Liu Wenhao thought for a moment. “Traditional martial arts have a profound foundation, while modern combat has scientific methods. Only by combining the two can we unleash their greatest power.”

This answer was agreed upon by everyone present.

"One last question, what are your plans for the future?"

Chapter 1292 The Door!

"Keep learning, keep improving." Liu Wenhao smiled. "The path of martial arts is long; I've only just begun."

After the interview, Liu Wenhao and his team celebrated together.

"Xiao Hao, your performance today was absolutely perfect!" Director Zhang exclaimed excitedly. "You've brought honor to our country!"

"This is the result of everyone's joint efforts," Liu Wenhao said. "Without the guidance of all the teachers, I could not have won."

"Don't be modest." Master Li patted him on the shoulder. "We all saw it clearly in today's match. Your skill level has reached the world's top level."

Just then, Brown walked over.

“Liu, I’d like to speak with you alone,” Brown said.

The two went to a quiet corner.

“You’ve shown me real Chinese martial arts today,” Brown said. “I want to apologize for my previous underestimation of you.”

"It's okay, everyone relies on their own abilities on the field," Liu Wenhao said.

“No, I must apologize.” Brown shook his head. “I always thought Chinese Kung Fu was just for show, but today you have proven me wrong.”

“Actually, every martial art has its value,” Liu Wenhao said. “Your boxing skills are also very impressive; I’ve learned a lot from you.”

“You’re really special,” Brown exclaimed. “Not just in terms of technique, but also in terms of mindset.”

The two shook hands and said goodbye, exchanging contact information.

"I hope we'll have another chance to compete in the future," Brown said.

"It will definitely happen," Liu Wenhao nodded.

Back at the hotel, Liu Wenhao could finally relax. The day's competition had left him physically and mentally exhausted, but he was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Son, you're amazing!" Mom was so excited she was almost crying on the phone. "Mom is so proud of you!"

"Mom, I miss you too." Liu Wenhao's voice was a little choked up. "This competition made me realize even more the importance of family."

"Stop getting sentimental, come back quickly," Mom said with a smile. "We've prepared a celebration feast for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Wenhao looked at the gold medal in his hand, his feelings complicated. This gold medal represented not only personal honor, but also the revival of martial arts in China.

"Xiao Hao, what are you thinking about?" Mr. Ma walked into the room.

“Master, I’m thinking about the significance of this competition,” Liu Wenhao said. “I feel a greater sense of responsibility on my shoulders.”

"Why do you say that?"

"Because more people are paying attention to Chinese Kung Fu now," Liu Wenhao said. "If I don't perform well in the future, will I disappoint everyone?"

Mr. Ma sat by the bed and patted him on the shoulder.

“Xiao Hao, you’re overthinking it,” said Mr. Ma. “The inheritance of martial arts is not the responsibility of one person, but the effort of generations.”

"But I'm a representative figure now."

"So what?" Mr. Ma laughed. "Representative figures are also human; they make mistakes and experience lows. The key is to stay true to your original aspirations."

These words reminded Liu Wenhao of his first visit to the Zhengwu Guild Hall. Back then, he was full of hostility and only wanted to prove that he was strong.

"Master, do you think I've changed?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“You’ve changed, you’ve become more mature,” Mr. Ma said. “But most importantly, you haven’t forgotten why you learned martial arts in the first place.”

"To cultivate my character and become a better version of myself," Liu Wenhao said, revealing his initial answer.

"Yes, that's the true essence of martial arts." Mr. Ma nodded in satisfaction. "Victory and defeat are just appearances; inner growth is the fundamental thing."

As they were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Chapter 1293 Time!

"Please come in."

Director Zhang pushed open the door and entered, his face beaming with excitement.

"Liu Wenhao, I have good news for you," Director Zhang said. "The International Olympic Committee has decided to include traditional martial arts as a competition event in the next Olympic Games."

The news shocked everyone in the room.

"Really?" Liu Wenhao asked in disbelief.

“Absolutely true.” Director Zhang nodded. “And you will be among the first batch of seeded players.”

"That's great!" Li Qiang ran in from outside. "Brother Wenhao, you're going to participate in the Olympics!"

But Liu Wenhao's feelings were complicated. The Olympics meant greater pressure, more attention, and more responsibility.

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

"What are you considering?" Director Zhang asked, somewhat surprised. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

“I know it’s a good opportunity,” Liu Wenhao said, “but I want to finish my studies first.”

"Academics?" Director Zhang was even more surprised. "You're a world champion now, do you still need to worry about your studies?"

"Precisely because I am a world champion, I should study even harder," Liu Wenhao said. "Martial arts is not just about technique, but also requires cultural depth."

This answer left Director Zhang speechless.

“You make a good point.” Director Zhang finally nodded. “Then we’ll talk about it again after you graduate from high school.”

"Thank you for understanding."

After Director Zhang left, Mr. Ma looked at Liu Wenhao with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Xiao Hao, your choice is very wise," said Mr. Ma. "A true martial artist will not be blinded by fame and fortune."

“Master, I have another idea,” Liu Wenhao said. “I want to open a martial arts class for teenagers at the Zhengwu Martial Arts Hall.”

"Oh why?"