Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Wenhao felt very uncomfortable seeing these comments. He hadn't expected his good intentions to be misunderstood like this.

"Stop looking." Mr. Ma took the phone. "There are all kinds of people online, it's not worth getting angry about."

“But Master, if everyone thinks like this, those young people will still sign contracts,” Wenhao said worriedly.

“That’s their choice,” Mr. Ma shook his head. “All we can do is offer reminders; whether they listen or not is up to them.”

Just then, Manager Wang called.

"Mr. Liu, you've gotten yourself into big trouble this time!" Manager Wang's voice was filled with anxiety. "Johnson is very angry and says he's going to sue you for defamation."

"Sue me?" Wenhao was taken aback. "I didn't lie."

"The problem is you have no evidence to prove there's a problem with their contract," Manager Wang sighed. "And right now, the online public opinion is very unfavorable to you."

"What should I do?"

"I suggest you issue a public apology, saying you misunderstood their good intentions," Manager Wang said. "That might salvage the situation a bit."

"Apologize?" Wen Hao's voice rose. "Why should I apologize?"

“Mr. Liu, you need to be realistic,” Manager Wang advised. “Johnson’s company has a lot of influence internationally; offending them won’t do you any good.”

“I will not apologize,” Wenhao said firmly. “I did nothing wrong.”

After hanging up the phone, Wenhao felt heavy-hearted. He hadn't expected doing the right thing to be so difficult.

"Xiao Hao, do you regret it?" Master Chen asked.

"No regrets." Wenhao shook his head. "If you don't care about other people's lives for your own benefit, how are you any different from those foreigners?"

Mr. Ma nodded in satisfaction: "This is the kind of character my disciple should have."

When Wenhao got home that evening, he told his mother what had happened.

“Son, you did the right thing.” His mother patted his shoulder. “It’s better to suffer a loss yourself than to let others be fooled.”

“But Mom, a lot of people are criticizing me online now.” Wenhao said, somewhat frustrated.

“Those people don’t know the truth. Once they do, they will naturally change their minds,” Mom comforted her. “Time will tell.”

The next day at school, Wenhao noticed that his classmates were looking at him differently. Some of them avoided his gaze, clearly influenced by online comments.

"Wenhao, were you too impulsive yesterday?" the class monitor asked with some concern. "There are a lot of rumors circulating outside."

"What rumors?"

"They say you're jealous that others have the chance to go to Japan, so you deliberately sabotaged it," the class monitor whispered. "And some people say you've been brainwashed by those traditional martial arts teachers."

Chapter 1262 Rage!

Wen Hao gave a wry smile. He hadn't expected things to develop this way.

"Do you believe these rumors?" Wenhao asked.

“Of course we don’t believe it,” the squad leader said, “but it’s hard to say about the others.”

Sure enough, during the break, Wenhao heard some whispers.

"Liu Wenhao is too narrow-minded."

"Exactly, they don't have the ability themselves and they won't let others develop."

"I should avoid associating with him in the future; he's not worth getting close to."

These words pierced Wenhao's heart like knives. He began to doubt whether his actions yesterday were right.

After school, Wenhao didn't go straight to the martial arts gym, but instead wandered aimlessly through the streets.

"Brother Wenhao!" Li Qiang's voice came from behind.

Turning around, I saw Li Qiang jogging after me.

"Why are you here?"

"I've been looking for you," Li Qiang said, panting. "Master Chen said you didn't go to the martial arts school today, so he asked me to come out and look for you."

As the two walked side by side, Li Qiang suddenly spoke up: "Brother Wenhao, are you doubting yourself?"

"A little," Wenhao said without hiding anything, "maybe I really did meddle in things I shouldn't have."

"Nonsense!" Li Qiang stopped in his tracks. "You're protecting those young people who don't know the truth."

"But now everyone is criticizing me."

"So what?" Li Qiang said. "Doing the right thing is not easy. If everyone supports you, do you still need courage?"

These words warmed Wenhao's heart. He hadn't expected that Li Qiang, such a young boy, would speak so reasonably.

“Furthermore, Wenhao,” Li Qiang continued, “I think the questions you asked yesterday were very important. If their contract is really sound, why are they afraid to make it public?”

Wen Hao nodded. Li Qiang was right; Johnson's reaction was indeed suspicious.

"Let's go to the martial arts gym." Wenhao's fighting spirit was rekindled.

Upon arriving at the Zhengwu Hall, Wenhao found that there were also some people gathered there, but the atmosphere was completely different from yesterday.

"Xiao Hao, you've arrived." Old Mr. Ma's expression was somewhat solemn.

"Master, what's wrong?"

“Someone came to cause trouble,” Mr. Chen said, pointing to the door. “They said we are conservatives and are hindering the development of young people.”

Wenhao looked towards the entrance and saw several young people holding up a banner that read, "Support Chinese athletes to go global."

"Who are they?"

"They're supposedly students from other martial arts schools," Master Chen said. "They might have been influenced by online comments."

"I'll go talk to them." Wenhao walked towards the door.

"What are you doing?" Wenhao asked the group of young men.

Young people.

"We support Chinese athletes going international!" one of the young men said, holding up a banner. "Don't be bound by conservative thinking!"

"Are you familiar with the details of Johnson's contract?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"No matter what the contract is, being able to train in Japan is a good thing!" another person said. "It's better than wasting time in this small martial arts gym."

These words made Master Chen's face turn very ugly, but Liu Wenhao gestured for him not to get agitated.

"Do you know what a ten-year contract means?" Liu Wenhao patiently explained, "Ten years is exactly the golden age for a combat athlete. If it's all given to a foreign company, how can they bring glory to their country?"

"What glory are we trying to achieve?" a young man said dismissively. "Chinese kung fu can't even beat foreigners, what glory are we trying to achieve?"

These words enraged the onlookers.

Chapter 1263 Retreat!

"What did you say?" someone stepped forward. "What's wrong with Chinese Kung Fu?"

"It's all just for show!" the young man said, getting more and more excited. "Look at Liu Wenhao, he talked so big, but he still lost to a real professional player, didn't he?"

Liu Wenhao suppressed his anger: "One match doesn't prove anything."

"That proves nothing?" the young man sneered. "Then do you dare to have another match?"

"Compared to whom?"

“With me!” the young man patted his chest. “I practice Muay Thai, which is specifically designed to counter your soft, weak style of martial arts.”

The onlookers immediately perked up. There was going to be a good show.

"Xiao Hao, don't be impulsive." Old Mr. Ma walked to his side.

But Liu Wenhao was already enraged. The grievances and pressure he had suffered during this period made him want to find a place to vent.

“Okay.” Liu Wenhao walked to the center of the courtyard. “But there’s one condition.”

"What conditions?"

"If I win, you should stop causing trouble here."

"What if I win?" the young man smiled smugly.

"Name your terms."

"Fine! If I win, you'll admit that Chinese martial arts are inferior to modern combat sports and publicly support Johnson's plan."

This condition made the onlookers tense. If Liu Wenhao really lost, it would be a heavy blow to the reputation of Chinese martial arts.

"Xiao Hao, let it go." Master Chen pulled him back. "There's no need to take this kind of person seriously."

But Liu Wenhao had already made up his mind: "Okay, I agree."

The young man excitedly stretched his arms and legs. His name was Zhang Li, and he had indeed practiced Muay Thai for several years, making him somewhat famous in his martial arts school. His purpose in causing trouble today was actually to gain notoriety. If he could defeat Liu Wenhao, his fame would definitely increase significantly.

The match began quickly. Zhang Li immediately displayed the characteristics of Muay Thai, using knee strikes, elbow strikes, and kicks with ruthless force.

Liu Wenhao was initially a little unaccustomed to it. He had recently been focusing on how to deal with mixed martial arts fighters like Johnson, and had relatively little training in Muay Thai.

"How about that? Is this all the kung fu in China is like?" Zhang Li mocked smugly.

Different voices came from the crowd of onlookers.

"Go Liu Wenhao!"

"Don't let this kid look down on you!"

However, there are also dissenting voices.

"It certainly doesn't look as good as Muay Thai."

"It might just be all show and no substance."

These comments made Liu Wenhao even more agitated. He became impatient for quick results, and his moves became chaotic.

Mr. Ma frowned from the audience. He had noticed Liu Wenhao's problem—his mental state was unstable.

"Xiao Hao!" Old Mr. Ma suddenly shouted, "Remember what I taught you!"

Liu Wenhao asked, puzzled. "What did my master teach me?"

"The essence of martial arts is not technique, but the heart!" Mr. Ma's voice resounded throughout the venue.

That's it! Liu Wenhao suddenly realized. He had been pursuing technical perfection lately, but had forgotten the fundamentals of martial arts.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Wenhao began to adjust his mindset. He stopped thinking about winning quickly and focused on every movement and every breath.

Zhang Li noticed that his opponent had suddenly changed. Liu Wenhao, who had been impatient just moments before, was now surprisingly calm.

"What are you pretending to be so profound for?" Zhang Li intensified his attack.

But this time, his attack was easily neutralized. Liu Wenhao used Tai Chi techniques to dissipate most of the tension, and then counterattacked.

The counterattack struck Zhang Li in the chest, causing him to stumble back several steps.

"What?" Zhang Li looked at Liu Wenhao in surprise.

Chapter 1264 Undefeated!

The crowd quieted down. How did Liu Wenhao, who had been at a disadvantage just moments before, suddenly turn the tables and win?

"This is the charm of Chinese Kung Fu," Mr. Ma said with a smile from the audience. "It is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, using stillness to control movement."

The rest of the match became Liu Wenhao's show. He stopped rushing into attacks and instead adopted guerrilla tactics. Every attack Zhang Li launched was neutralized, followed by a precise counterattack.

A few minutes later, Zhang Li was already panting heavily. Although Muay Thai has strong offensive power, it also consumes a lot of energy.

"Give up," Liu Wenhao said, standing in front of him. "You're out of energy."

"I won't give up!" Zhang Li gritted his teeth and persisted.

But his body couldn't keep up with his mind. After Liu Wenhao easily dodged the final impact, Zhang Li lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The audience burst into warm applause.

"it is good!"

"This is true Chinese Kung Fu!"