Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"How was it? How were the three days of training?" Director Zhang asked.

Chapter 1287 Mom!

"Take a look for yourself." Mr. Ma asked Liu Wenhao to demonstrate the techniques he had learned in the past few days.

After watching the presentation, Director Zhang looked very surprised.

"I didn't expect such great progress in just three days," Director Zhang said. "It seems that traditional training methods also have their unique advantages."

"So now you can let me go to the competition without worry?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“I’m not worried about the technical aspects,” Director Zhang said, “but there’s still one problem.”

"What's the problem?"

“Psychological pressure.” Director Zhang’s expression turned serious. “This competition is attracting a lot of attention; the whole country is watching you.”

Hearing this, Liu Wenhao felt an even greater burden on his shoulders.

"Director Zhang, I will do my best," Liu Wenhao said.

"I believe you will do your best," Director Zhang said. "But remember, winning or losing is not the most important thing. The most important thing is to demonstrate the spirit of Chinese martial arts."

This statement greatly inspired Liu Wenhao. Indeed, the significance of the competition lies not only in winning or losing, but also in the exchange and inheritance of culture.

Thinking about this, the pressure in his heart actually lessened a bit.

The day before the competition, Liu Wenhao was making final preparations at the martial arts gym. Several instructors stayed with him, creating an atmosphere that was relaxed yet tense.

"Remember tomorrow, don't think about knocking out your opponent as soon as you step into the ring," Master Li said while bandaging his hand. "First, try to find out what your opponent's moves are."

“Yes, especially that Brown, his left hook is deadly,” Master Wang added from the side. “I’ve watched his fight videos, he likes to feint and then suddenly unleash his power.”

Liu Wenhao nodded, but he was still a little uneasy. After all, he was facing world-class experts this time.

"Brother Wenhao, are you nervous?" Li Qiang leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"A little." Liu Wenhao didn't hide anything. "It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous."

"Do you remember what you were like during your first competition?" Li Qiang blinked. "You were so nervous back then that you couldn't even find the door to the martial arts gym."

This made everyone laugh. Liu Wenhao couldn't help but laugh too, and his tense mood eased considerably.

"Oh, and there's some good news too." Mr. Ma walked in from outside, holding a newspaper in his hand. "Your opponents aren't having an easy time either."

"What do you mean?"

"Brown twisted his ankle during training yesterday," Mr. Ma said, pointing to the small print in the newspaper. "It's not serious, but it will definitely affect his performance."

"And there's Tanaka Ken," Master Chen chimed in. "I heard he lost weight for this competition, and he's not in great shape right now."

Hearing this news, Liu Wenhao felt a little relieved. It seemed everyone had their own problems.

"But don't let your guard down," Mr. Ma cautioned. "Injured beasts are often more dangerous."

That night, Liu Wenhao went to bed early. But he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, his mind filled with images of the match the next day.

"Son, are you still awake?" Mom asked as she pushed open the door.

"I can't sleep." Liu Wenhao sat up. "I'm so excited about facing those experts tomorrow that I can't sleep."

"Excited? I thought you'd be nervous."

"I was nervous, but mostly excited," Liu Wenhao laughed. "It felt like the night before a school trip when I was a kid."

His mother sat down by the bed and gently stroked his hair, just like when he was a child.

"Son, no matter what the outcome is tomorrow, Mom will be proud of you."

"I know," Liu Wenhao said, holding his mother's hand. "I will do my best."

Chapter 1288: Fist!

The next morning, Liu Wenhao woke up feeling refreshed. Although he hadn't gone to bed early the night before, he had slept very well.

Upon arriving at the competition venue, Liu Wenhao was stunned by the scene before him. The huge stadium was packed to capacity, and banners and slogans were everywhere.

"The martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom are renowned far and wide!"

"Liu Wenhao, our pride!"

"Invincible in martial arts, Dongfang Bubai!"

Seeing these voices of support, Liu Wenhao felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

"There are so many spectators." Li Qiang, following behind, was also amazed. "This is much bigger than the last competition."

“This is an international competition,” Director Zhang said as he walked over. “The whole world is watching.”

In the lounge, Liu Wenhao met athletes from other countries. Brown looked even more muscular than in the photos, and although he had protective gear on his feet, he still exuded a strong presence.

Tanaka Ken was thinner than I had imagined, but his eyes were sharp and gave him a dangerous look.

“That’s Liu Wenhao,” Brown said in English to the person next to him, deliberately speaking loudly. “He looks just average.”

Tanaka Ken didn't speak, but simply observed Liu Wenhao quietly.

"These people really know how to play psychological warfare," Li Qiang said in a low voice.

"Ignore them." Liu Wenhao continued his warm-up exercises. "No matter how good they are with words, fists will do the talking."

The competition officially began, with the first match being between the Japanese national team and the Russian team. Ken Tanaka faced off against Ivanov.

Both were technically skilled fighters, and the match was intense. Tanaka Ken's karate techniques were fluid and graceful, but Ivanov's wrestling skills were also very solid.

"Tanaka Ken's footwork is very unique," Mr. Ma observed. "It's a bit like our Drunken Fist."

“But not enough strength.” Master Li shook his head. “No matter how good your technique is, it has its limits when dealing with a power-type opponent like this.”

Sure enough, as the match progressed, Tanaka Ken's stamina began to wane. Ivanov seized the opportunity and slammed Tanaka Ken to the ground.

In the ground grappling, Tanaka Ken was clearly at a disadvantage. Although he tried hard to turn the tide, Ivanov's control was too good.

In the end, Ken Tanaka was forced to admit defeat.

"It seems that Japan is nothing special after all," Master Chen muttered.

"Don't underestimate your opponent," Mr. Ma reminded him. "Tanaka Ken is already very strong, but he has met his nemesis."

The second match was between the Japanese national team and the European team. Brown's opponent was a tall, muscular Chinese fighter who practiced kickboxing.

This match was much more exciting. Although Brown had an ankle injury, his explosiveness was still astonishing. The Chinese fighter's leg techniques were vicious; each kick was like a battle axe aimed at Brown.

"Brown's boxing skills are indeed impressive," Master Li commented, "but that fat Chinese guy's legwork is also quite good."

The match was very close, with both sides having their own advantages. Brown's boxing technique was superior, while the Chinese fighter's leg techniques were more lethal.

At the crucial moment, Brown displayed the qualities of a professional fighter. He feigned being hit by a leg strike, and in the instant the Chinese fighter lowered his guard, he delivered a left hook that knocked out his opponent.

"What a cunning fellow." Li Qiang stared in disbelief. "His acting is quite good."

"That's what experience is all about," Mr. Ma said. "In professional competitions, any detail can determine the outcome."

It was Liu Wenhao's turn to enter the game. His opponent was Garcia from the South American team, a seemingly mild-mannered middle-aged man.

Chapter 1289: Surround them!

"Don't be fooled by his appearance," Master Wang warned. "This guy's nickname is Iron Fist, because his fists are as hard as stone."

Liu Wenhao nodded and walked towards the ring. Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

"Liu Wenhao! Liu Wenhao!"

"Kung Fu of the Dragon Kingdom!"

This support put Liu Wenhao in a great mood. He waved to the audience and then focused intently on his opponent.

Garcia was indeed very gentle, and even took the initiative to shake hands with Liu Wenhao.

“Young man, you are quite famous,” Garcia said in broken Chinese, “but today you will see what real power is.”

"Then let's give it a try," Liu Wenhao replied simply.

As soon as the match began, Garcia immediately demonstrated the power of his "Iron Fist." Although his punches weren't fast, each one carried tremendous force.

Liu Wenhao used Tai Chi techniques to deflect several attacks, but he still felt the terrifying power of his opponent.

"This guy's fists are really hard," Liu Wenhao thought to himself.

Garcia's tactics were simple: overwhelm his opponent with sheer power. He didn't care about fancy moves; he only wanted every punch to cause maximum damage.

Liu Wenhao began to showcase his strengths—speed and skill. He didn't engage Garcia in direct combat, but instead employed guerrilla tactics.

"This kid is smart," someone in the audience commented. "He knows how to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses."

But Garcia was no pushover either. He began to change tactics, no longer attacking blindly, but patiently looking for opportunities.

"That old fox." Liu Wenhao noticed the change in his opponent. "It seems we can't underestimate anyone."

Midway through the match, both players began to show signs of fatigue. Garcia's attack frequency decreased, but its power remained significant. Liu Wenhao's speed advantage also diminished as his stamina waned.

"Now is the crucial moment," Mr. Ma said nervously from below the stage. "Let's see who finds the breakthrough first."

The opportunity had arrived. Garcia lost his balance slightly after a powerful punch. Liu Wenhao seized this golden opportunity and used the technique his master had recently taught him.

The effect of this attack took everyone by surprise. Garcia was stunned after being hit.

"What?" He looked at Liu Wenhao in disbelief. "How could your punch be so heavy?"

It turns out that Liu Wenhao was using the technique of borrowing strength to fight back, converting Garcia's power into his own attack power.

"This is the wisdom of Chinese Kung Fu," Liu Wenhao said. "It's not about who has the hardest fist, but who is smarter."

The following match was entirely Liu Wenhao's show. He integrated the various techniques he had learned over the past few days and delivered the most spectacular performance of his professional career.

In the end, Garcia conceded defeat.

“You won.” Garcia held Liu Wenhao’s hand. “Your kung fu is very special; I’ve never seen it before.”

The audience erupted in cheers.

"Win! Win!"

"The martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom are mighty!"

"Liu Wenhao is amazing!"

As Liu Wenhao stepped off the stage, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Xiao Hao, that was brilliant!" Mr. Ma exclaimed excitedly, like a child. "Those moves you just made were absolutely beautiful!"

"Master, I am so grateful for your guidance," Liu Wenhao said modestly.

"Don't be modest," Master Li patted him on the shoulder. "I've been boxing for so many years, and I've never seen a technique like yours."

But Liu Wenhao knew the real test was yet to come. Brown had already defeated Ivanov in the semifinals, and the final would be a duel between the two of them.

Chapter 1290 Elbow Strike!

There were only two hours to prepare before the final. Liu Wenhao was adjusting his state in the rest room, surrounded by Mr. Ma and several coaches.

"Brown is a very cunning man," Master Li analyzed. "He clearly held back when dealing with the fat Chinese man just now."

“Yes, his actual strength is greater than he appears.” Master Wang nodded in agreement. “And the ankle injury might also be faked.”

Liu Wenhao lay on the massage bed, letting Dr. Chen help him relax his muscles.

"Whether he's faking an injury or not, I'll deal with it with all my might," Liu Wenhao said. "I'll meet force with force and water with water."

"That's true, but we still need to be careful." Mr. Ma sat to the side. "This Brown is not only technically skilled, but also very good at psychological warfare."

Sure enough, Brown launched another psychological attack before the game.

"I've heard that Chinese Kung Fu is amazing," Brown said loudly as he passed the Chinese team's locker room. "I hope I can see it for myself today."

"This guy is really annoying," Li Qiang couldn't help but mutter.

"Ignore him." Liu Wenhao continued to rest with his eyes closed. "If a dog bites you, do you bite it back?"

This made everyone laugh.