Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, not expecting Liu Wenhao's defense to be so ingenious.

He quickened his pace, throwing punches in rapid succession. But Liu Wenhao, like an eel, always managed to deflect the attacks at the last second.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Zhang Hu was increasingly surprised as he fought.

Liu Wenhao didn't answer; he was waiting for an opportunity. The essence of Tai Chi is to strike after the opponent has acted, using their force against them.

Finally, Zhang Hu's attack found an opening. He missed with a powerful punch and slightly lost his balance.

At that very moment, Liu Wenhao moved.

Using the momentum of Zhang Hu's forward charge, he executed a Tai Chi push, causing Zhang Hu to lose his balance.

Then, Liu Wenhao followed up with a straight punch, typical of modern combat, which landed squarely on Zhang Hu's chest.

Zhang Hu staggered back a few steps and almost fell.

There was silence.

"Impossible!" Zhang Hu stared at Liu Wenhao in disbelief. "How did you do that?"

“Integration,” Liu Wenhao said calmly.

After that battle, no one in the club underestimated Liu Wenhao anymore. Even Manager Wang began to re-evaluate this young man.

"Mr. Liu, it seems we underestimated your abilities." Manager Wang's smile widened. "At this rate, your chances of winning the championship are very high."

But Liu Wenhao didn't feel much excitement. Defeating Zhang Hu certainly gave him a sense of accomplishment, but he thought more about Mr. Ma's teachings.

"Martial arts are not for showing off."

He began to wonder why he was participating in this competition.

Is it to prove oneself? Or for money? Or for fame?

"Wenhao, you've been absent-minded lately," his mother said during dinner.

"No," Liu Wenhao said, snapping out of his daze.

Chapters 1235: Rhythm!

"You think I can't tell?" Mom put down her chopsticks. "Did you run into some problems at the club?"

Liu Wenhao thought for a moment and then expressed his confusion.

"Mom, I feel a little lost right now."

After listening, Mom remained silent for a while.

"Son, Mom has a question for you."

"what is the problem?"

"Would you still participate in this competition if there were no prize money?"

This question made Liu Wenhao think deeply.

Would he still participate if there were no prize money?

The answer is... yes.

He found himself enjoying the process of fighting, enjoying the feeling of putting what he had learned into practice. Money was just a bonus, not the main goal.

"I will," Liu Wenhao said firmly.

"Then there's no problem," Mom smiled. "What's wrong with doing what you love and making some money on the side?"

This sentence made Liu Wenhao suddenly understand.

Yes, why think so much? He loves martial arts, he loves fighting, he loves challenging strong opponents. These are his honest feelings.

As for money and fame, they are merely byproducts.

Having figured all this out, Liu Wenhao felt a great sense of relief.

The next day, he went to the martial arts school to find Mr. Ma.

"Master, I've figured it out."

"What do you want to understand?"

"I participate in the competition not for money or fame, but to test my strength," Liu Wenhao said earnestly. "I want to know just how strong I really am."

Mr. Ma looked at him, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"Very good, you haven't lost yourself."

"Master, will you support me?"

"Of course I support you," Mr. Ma nodded. "But I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

"After the competition, no matter the result, you must come back and continue learning Tai Chi." Mr. Ma's expression turned serious. "You've only just entered the door; you haven't yet grasped the true essence."

Liu Wenhao nodded without hesitation: "I promise you."

"That's good." Mr. Ma turned and walked towards the equipment rack. "Since you've decided to participate in the competition, you need to be fully prepared. Come on, let me teach you some practical skills."

Over the next week, Liu Wenhao's training intensity doubled. He trained regularly at the club during the day and received special training from Master Ma at the martial arts school in the evenings.

“Your problem is that you haven’t fully integrated the techniques yet,” Mr. Ma said, watching Liu Wenhao practice. “The essence of Tai Chi is to overcome hardness with softness, but you are still used to using force to suppress your opponent.”

"Master, how should I improve?"

"Forget about power, focus on technique." Old Mr. Ma walked up to him. "Come on, attack me."

Liu Wenhao hesitated for a moment: "Master, isn't this inappropriate?"

"Just attack when I tell you to, stop with all the nonsense."

Liu Wenhao took a deep breath and threw a straight punch at Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma casually sidestepped and pushed Liu Wenhao away, causing him to lose his balance immediately.

"What did you feel?"

"Your movements were subtle, but the effect was powerful."

"This is the essence of Tai Chi," said Mr. Ma, with his hands behind his back. "It's not about using force to fight force, but about changing the direction of force. The stronger your opponent, the more force you can borrow."

Liu Wenhao seemed to be deep in thought.

"Let's do it again. This time, don't think about defeating me, but rather about guiding my movements."

This time, Liu Wenhao changed his strategy. His attacks became more subtle, no longer aiming for a fatal blow, but instead trying to control the rhythm of Mr. Ma's movements.

Chapter 1236 Intense!

This time, Liu Wenhao changed his strategy. His attacks became more subtle, no longer aiming for a fatal blow, but instead trying to control the rhythm of Mr. Ma's movements.

"It's a little better," Mr. Ma nodded, "but it's not enough. Ah Hu, you'll be his sparring partner."

Ah Hu walked over, looking somewhat helpless: "Master, I've been getting beaten into a punching bag by him lately."

"Stop talking nonsense. This is for his own good, and it's also for your own good." Old Mr. Ma glared at him.

Ah Hu had no choice but to grit his teeth and spar with Liu Wenhao. But this time was different; Liu Wenhao didn't launch a full-scale attack right away, but instead probed Ah Hu's attack patterns first.

"Huh, why is Junior Brother being so conservative today?" Ah Hu asked, somewhat puzzled.

Liu Wenhao didn't answer; he was waiting for an opportunity. Just as Ah Hu got used to his rhythm and began to intensify his attacks, Liu Wenhao suddenly changed his strategy.

He used Tai Chi techniques to catch Ah Hu's heavy punch, then used Ah Hu's own force to bounce back, knocking him back several steps.

"What... what kind of move is this?" Ah Hu touched his chest, feeling a bit stuffy.

"The variations in Tai Chi push hands," Mr. Ma explained from the side. "He just used the principle of borrowing force to strike back, transforming your attacking force into an attack against you."

Ah Hu was completely confused, but he knew that Liu Wenhao had become stronger again.

A few days later, the club held an internal test match, allowing all the contracted players to compete against each other in preparation for the official competition.

"Everyone, the purpose of this test is to assess your abilities," Manager Wang said, standing by the arena. "Go all out and let us see your true skill level."

Liu Wenhao's first opponent was Li Meng, the professional boxer.

“Young man, boxing and fighting are not the same thing.” Li Meng, wearing boxing gloves, stretched his shoulders. “I’ll show you what professionalism is.”

"Please advise."

The match began with Li Meng's attacks being incredibly fast, each punch whistling through the air. His footwork was agile, and his attack angles were tricky, truly showcasing the level of a professional boxer.

But this time, Liu Wenhao didn't take the attack head-on; instead, he used Tai Chi techniques to dodge it. His body was like willow catkins, always managing to avoid the attack at the last moment.

"How can this kid be so slippery?" Li Meng became more and more impatient as he fought.

Impatience leads to mistakes. When Li Meng's powerful punch missed, Liu Wenhao seized the opportunity. He closed in and used the "elbow under the fist" technique from Tai Chi to strike Li Meng's ribs with his elbow.

Li Meng doubled over in pain, and Liu Wenhao took the opportunity to deliver a knee strike, causing Li Meng to fall to the ground.

There was an uproar.

"Impossible! Li Meng is a professional boxer!"

"Just who is this kid?"

Manager Wang's eyes shone as he looked at Liu Wenhao on the stage. This young man's strength far exceeded his expectations.

His subsequent opponents were increasingly formidable, but Liu Wenhao handled them all with ease. His fighting style became more and more refined, and the fusion of Tai Chi and modern combat techniques became increasingly natural.

The last opponent is Zhang Hu.

"Kid, you got lucky last time." Zhang Hu's face was gloomy. "This time I'll take it seriously."

"I will take it seriously."

This battle was much fiercer than the last. Zhang Hu had clearly prepared for Liu Wenhao's weaknesses; his attacks were more cautious, and he no longer gave Liu Wenhao any chance to use his strength against him.

The two clashed fiercely in the ring, each punch landing with brutal force, making for an exceptionally intense scene.

Chapter 1237: Imposing Aura!

"This is a high-level competition!" The audience was thrilled.

The fight lasted ten minutes, and Liu Wenhao ultimately won with a brilliant combination of punches. He first used Tai Chi to deflect Zhang Hu's attacks, then immediately switched to a modern fighting style, leaving Zhang Hu no time to adapt.

"I give up." Zhang Hu collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. "Your tactics were too bizarre."

After the test tournament ended, Liu Wenhao became the undisputed seeded player.

"Mr. Liu, your performance was absolutely brilliant!" Manager Wang was so excited that his face turned red. "You are definitely the favorite to win this competition!"

But Liu Wenhao remained calm. He recalled what Mr. Ma had said: "A true strong person doesn't need to prove anything to anyone."

He participates in competitions not to prove anything, but to improve himself in real-world situations.

When I got home, my mother was watching TV.

"How was it? How did training go today?"

"It's alright, the official competition is tomorrow." Liu Wenhao sat down on the sofa.

"nervous?"

"A little," Liu Wenhao honestly admitted, "After all, it's my first time participating in such a big competition."

His mother came over and gently patted his shoulder: "Son, remember one thing: just do your best. Winning or losing isn't important; what matters is the process."

"I know."

"Also, no matter the outcome, you will always be your mother's pride."

These words warmed Liu Wenhao's heart. Yes, regardless of winning or losing, he had already come this far, and that in itself was a success.

That night, Liu Wenhao slept soundly. He dreamed of himself on the ring, of Mr. Ma's kind smile, and of his mother's expectant eyes.

Tomorrow will be the day to see the results of his efforts over this period.

The stadium was packed with people on the day of the competition.

"Damn, so many people." Liu Wenhao looked at the packed audience seats and felt a little nervous.

"Is this your first time seeing something like this?" Chen Li patted him on the shoulder. "Relax, just treat it like regular training."