Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Chapter 1220 Materials!

The argument between the two men clearly divided the audience into two camps. Those who supported Liu Wenhao believed he made sense, while those who supported Wang Qiang argued that the current system was unfair.

“I think Liu Wenhao is right,” Sun Lei stood up and said. “The purpose of the alliance is to improve everyone’s level, not to promote egalitarianism.”

"But we can't let certain schools keep benefiting." A representative from No. 5 Middle School also stated, "We hope to have more opportunities to participate."

The debate intensified, and the atmosphere in the meeting room grew increasingly tense. Liu Wenhao realized that if this issue wasn't handled properly, the alliance might fall apart.

“Everyone, please calm down.” Liu Wenhao stood up. “I have a suggestion: we can establish a project rotation system.”

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiang asked.

“Each quarter, different schools take turns hosting the main projects,” Liu Wenhao explained. “But the hosting school must provide a detailed plan and be subject to supervision by other schools.”

This suggestion temporarily quelled the debate. Everyone began to consider the feasibility of the plan.

“In this way, every school will have an opportunity, but they also have to take responsibility.” Xu Hao nodded in agreement. “I think it’s feasible.”

"But there must be specific evaluation criteria," Zhao Mingxuan added. "We can't just rotate teams for the sake of rotation; we have to ensure the quality of the projects."

After more than an hour of discussion, everyone finally reached a consensus. The new system ensures both fairness and efficiency.

After the meeting, Wang Qiang took the initiative to approach Liu Wenhao.

“What I said just now might have been a bit harsh,” Wang Qiang said, “but I do think there’s something wrong with the original system.”

“It’s normal to have different opinions,” Liu Wenhao said. “The key is to resolve differences through discussion, not to create confrontation.”

"You're right." Wang Qiang extended his hand. "I hope we can cooperate even better in the future."

Liu Wenhao grasped his hand. "Of course."

But just then, an unexpected message arrived.

"Wenhao, something terrible has happened!" Li Hao rushed into the conference room, panting. "People from the education department are here at the school. They say they need to re-examine the legality of the alliance!"

Everyone was stunned. The education department supported the alliance when it was established, so why the need for scrutiny now?

"What exactly happened?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“It was Zhang Guoliang from the Supervision Office who came, along with a few other people,” Li Hao said. “They said they received a report that the alliance was engaging in irregular operations.”

Upon hearing the name Zhang Guoliang, Liu Wenhao's face darkened. This man had previously been connected to Chen Zhong, and his reappearance now was certainly no coincidence.

"Let's go back to school," Liu Wenhao decided immediately.

The group hurried back to Qingshan No. 1 Middle School and, sure enough, saw several official vehicles parked at the school gate. Zhang Guoliang was in the principal's office, his face very serious.

"Liu Wenhao, you're here at the right time." Zhang Guoliang said coldly as he saw him enter. "There are some issues I need you to explain."

"What's the problem?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“Someone reported that the Middle School Students’ Alliance was illegally charging fees and that there was any transfer of benefits,” Zhang Guoliang said. “Here are the report materials; take a look.”

Liu Wenhao took the materials and read them carefully. The materials listed many so-called "violations," such as the alliance collecting membership fees and favoring certain schools.

Chapter 1221 Event!

But most of these accusations are baseless.

In the principal's office, the cold air from the air conditioner made one's skin feel tight.

“Wenhao, the school is doing this for your own good.” Principal Wang pushed up his glasses and pointed to a document on the table titled “Opinions on the Handling of Liu Wenhao’s Disciplinary Violation.” “There have been a lot of trouble lately. It would be better for everyone if you… stepped aside for a while.”

Liu Wenhao leaned back on the sofa, his posture unchanged, but his eyes rose: "Avoidance? Principal Wang, do you mean I should suspend my studies?"

"Yes... I'm temporarily leaving the school." Principal Wang felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and cleared his throat. "You can come back anytime once things have calmed down."

"Row."

This one word made Principal Wang choke back all the words he had prepared.

Liu Wenhao stood up, casually picked up his backpack and slung it over his shoulder: "Perfect timing, I've been feeling lately that the school courses are interfering with my cultivation."

He didn't glance at the principal again, turned and left decisively. The door closed behind him, shutting out Principal Wang's astonished expression.

Stepping out of the school gate, the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. Liu Wenhao squinted, looking at the bustling streets. The frustration in his chest caused by being "expelled" was instead dispelled by the vastness of the world.

They won't let me play at school, so I'll play outside.

I'll make a name for myself, until they beg me to come back.

Once the thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

He took out his phone and searched for "martial arts school" on the map. A series of red dots instantly filled the screen. He randomly clicked on the nearest one, named "Zhengwu Guild Hall," which looked quite old.

Let's start with you.

Liu Wenhao hailed a taxi, and half an hour later, he stood at the entrance of the "Zhengwu Guild Hall." The three large characters on the wooden plaque were vigorous and powerful, subtly exuding an air of arrogance.

He pushed open the door and entered. Dozens of people were training inside, their shouts filling the air. A middle-aged man in a coach's uniform greeted him, his brow slightly furrowed: "Is there something you need?"

Liu Wenhao looked around, his gaze finally settling on him.

"Challenge them."

The training sounds inside the Zhengwu Hall came to an abrupt halt.

Dozens of eyes turned to the young man with a backpack at the door, and a subtle tension filled the air.

Coach Chen paused for a moment, then gave a half-smile: "Challenge the school? Kid, do you know what 'challenge the school' means?"

Liu Wenhao put his schoolbag aside and stretched his wrists: "Of course I know. It's about defeating the strongest fighter here to prove I'm stronger than you."

Master Chen couldn't help but laugh: "Ha, are all kids these days so full of ideas? Do you know how many years I've practiced martial arts?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Liu Wenhao took off his coat. "I just want to know who is the strongest here."

The onlookers began to whisper among themselves. Someone recognized Liu Wenhao: "Hey, isn't that the high school student who's all over the internet? The one who got into fights at school?"

"It's him? He doesn't look like much."

"They're probably just trying to create hype, these young people these days..."

Liu Wenhao ignored the comments and walked straight to the center of the training area: "I don't have time to waste with you guys. Either find someone who can fight, or I'll challenge them one by one."

Chapter 1222 The Great Han Dynasty!

Master Chen's expression changed. This kid's attitude was indeed too arrogant, but as the head of the martial arts school, he couldn't really fight a high school student. What if someone got hurt? Who would take responsibility?

"Little friend, martial arts training requires a gradual approach. If you do it like this..."

“Master, let me handle this.” A young man in his early twenties stepped forward, strong and with well-developed pectoral muscles. “I’ll take him on.”

Master Chen hesitated for a moment: "Xiao Li, be gentle."

Xiao Li nodded and walked up to Liu Wenhao: "My name is Li Qiang, I practice Sanda (Chinese kickboxing). Are you sure you want to challenge them?"

Liu Wenhao sized him up: "Are you the strongest here?"

"No, but it should be enough to deal with you." Li Qiang cracked his knuckles. "Little brother, it's not too late to admit defeat."

"So much nonsense."

As soon as Liu Wenhao finished speaking, he rushed out.

Li Qiang's eyes sharpened, and he instinctively raised his hand to block, but Liu Wenhao's fist came too fast. With a dull thud, Li Qiang staggered back a few steps, a tightness in his chest.

"What?" Li Qiang looked at Liu Wenhao in disbelief. "Your speed..."

The onlookers were stunned. Liu Wenhao's movements were so fast, almost too fast to see.

Liu Wenhao waved his hand dismissively: "That's it?"

Li Qiang blushed, roared, and charged forward, his fist aimed straight for Liu Wenhao's face. Liu Wenhao dodged to the side and struck Li Qiang in the ribs with a backhand elbow. Li Qiang doubled over in pain, and Liu Wenhao followed up with a knee strike, sending Li Qiang flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

There was silence.

Li Qiang struggled to stand up, but failed several times and could only lie on the ground panting.

"Who else?" Liu Wenhao looked around.

Just then, an elderly man emerged from the back door of the martial arts school. His hair and beard were white, but he was in excellent spirits. Master Chen quickly went to greet him: "Master, why have you come out?"

The old man waved his hand and walked up to Liu Wenhao: "Young man, you are very strong. But martial arts is not just about strength and speed."

Liu Wenhao looked at him: "And you are?"

"My surname is Ma, and I am the founder of this martial arts school." Mr. Ma said with his hands behind his back, "I just watched your move, and it was indeed impressive. But your martial arts are still quite rough."

“Rough?” Liu Wenhao frowned. “I won.”

“We won, but it wasn’t a graceful victory.” Mr. Ma shook his head. “The highest level of martial arts is not defeating your opponent, but subduing them without fighting.”

Liu Wenhao was getting a little impatient: "Master, do you want to have a friendly spar with me, or do you want to give me a philosophy lesson?"

Mr. Ma chuckled, “Interesting, very interesting. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a straightforward young man.” He paused, “Since you want to challenge me, then let’s do it the rules. You’ll have to overcome three obstacles here. The first obstacle is strength; the second is skill; and the third is me.”

"Three challenges?" Liu Wenhao thought for a moment. "What if I pass them all?"

“Then I will take you as my apprentice and pass on all my knowledge to you.” A glint of light flashed in Mr. Ma’s eyes. “But if you lose, you will have to study here for a month and honestly start practicing from the basics.”

Liu Wenhao considered for a few seconds: "Deal."

Mr. Ma turned to the crowd and said, "Ah Hu, you will be the gatekeeper of the second checkpoint."

A man in his thirties stepped out from the crowd. He was not tall but very sturdy, and he walked silently.

Chapter 1223: Steadfast!

"Master," Ah Hu nodded.

"As for the first challenge..." Mr. Ma looked around and finally pointed to a piece of equipment in the corner, "Weightlifting machine. You have to lift 200 kilograms and hold it for 30 seconds."

Liu Wenhao went over to take a look. This weightlifting machine was larger than usual, and the weight plates were thicker and heavier. He tried gripping the barbell; it felt good.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Wenhao bent down, grabbed the barbell, and exerted his strength. The 200-kilogram weight was lifted in an instant, eliciting gasps from the crowd.

"1, 2, 3..." Someone started timing.

Liu Wenhao lifted the barbell and found it easier than he had expected. His recent training had indeed resulted in a significant improvement in his strength.

"28, 29, 30!"

Liu Wenhao easily put down the barbell and clapped his hands: "First hurdle cleared."

Mr. Ma nodded: "Not bad. Ah Hu, it's your turn."

Ah Hu walked to the center of the arena, struck a strange pose, and made claw-like hands: "Little brother, I practice Eagle Claw Kung Fu, which is specifically designed to deal with power-type opponents like you."

Liu Wenhao looked at him with interest: "Eagle Claw Kung Fu? Sounds pretty powerful."

"Then give it a try."

As soon as Ah Hu finished speaking, he pounced, his claws aimed straight for Liu Wenhao's chest. Liu Wenhao dodged to the side, but Ah Hu's claws followed closely, leaving several afterimages in the air.

Liu Wenhao took several steps back, surprised to find that Ah Hu's attacks were completely different from Li Qiang's earlier. Li Qiang relied on pure strength and speed, while Ah Hu's every move carried a peculiar rhythm, as if his movements could be predicted.

"That's interesting." An excited glint flashed in Liu Wenhao's eyes.

He stopped dodging and charged straight at Liu Wenhao. Their fists and claws clashed, producing a crisp sound. Ah Hu's claws were exceptionally hard and their angles were tricky, nearly hitting Liu Wenhao's vitals several times.

However, Liu Wenhao was a quick learner, and after a few rounds, he figured out Ah Hu's moves. Taking advantage of the moment when Ah Hu's claw missed, Liu Wenhao spun around and delivered an elbow strike, hitting Ah Hu squarely in the waist.

Ah Hu grunted, but instead of falling, he used the force to turn around and swung his claw at the back of Liu Wenhao's head.

Liu Wenhao didn't have time to turn around, so he bent over to dodge the claw, and then swept his leg. Ah Hu jumped up to avoid it, but the moment he landed, Liu Wenhao's fist was already there.

boom!

Ah Hu was punched in the chest and slid back several meters, but he was still standing.

"Good lad, that's impressive!" Ah Hu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed instead. "Again!"

The two clashed again, this time with even greater intensity. Ah Hu's Eagle Claw Kung Fu was indeed exquisite, but Liu Wenhao's physical abilities were too strong, and his adaptability was astonishing.

Finally, in a fierce exchange, Liu Wenhao withstood one of Ah Hu's claws while simultaneously striking Ah Hu in the temple with a punch. Ah Hu's body went limp, and he collapsed.

The whole place fell into silence again.

Liu Wenhao was panting heavily, feeling that this battle was even more challenging than the previous one. He looked at Mr. Ma: "I've passed the second level too."