Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

After Manager Wang left, Mr. Ma finally spoke: "Xiao Hao, are you really sure?"

"I've thought it through." Liu Wenhao nodded. "Master, could you help me analyze Thunder's weaknesses?"

"Weaknesses..." Mr. Ma pondered for a moment, "These power-type athletes usually have a few problems. First, they lack stamina. Second, they lack agility. Third, they are easily provoked and lose their temper."

"So how should I deal with this?"

"Avoid his strength and exhaust his stamina," Mr. Ma said. "Remember, your advantage lies in speed and skill; never confront him head-on."

"I understand."

“There’s one more thing,” Master Chen added. “These kinds of competitors usually have a lot of self-confidence, even to the point of being arrogant. You can take advantage of that.”

Over the next few days, Liu Wenhao began targeted training. He mainly practiced dodging and moving, trying to improve his agility.

Meanwhile, news about the final was everywhere. The media packaged the match as a classic clash between "Eastern martial arts and Western power."

Can Chinese Kung Fu defeat the heavy blows of Europe and America?

"The ultimate test for traditional martial arts!"

"High school students challenge professional boxers: who will have the last laugh?"

These reports put immense pressure on Liu Wenhao. He wasn't just fighting for himself, but more like fighting for Chinese martial arts.

The day before the final, Liu Wenhao was meditating at home, adjusting his breathing. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Xiao Hao, someone is looking for you." His mother's voice came from the living room.

When Liu Wenhao went outside, he saw it was Li Qiang.

"Why are you here?" Liu Wenhao asked, somewhat surprised.

"I'm here to apologize." Li Qiang's expression was very serious. "I had a problem with my mentality during yesterday's game."

"What do you mean?"

“I was focused on beating you and proving myself strong.” Li Qiang sat down. “But after the match, I realized that this idea itself was wrong.”

"Oh?"

“A true martial artist should not focus on defeating others, but on surpassing himself,” Li Qiang said. “This is what Master Chen told me after the competition.”

Liu Wenhao nodded. Master Chen was indeed very insightful.

“Be careful in tomorrow’s final.” Li Qiang stood up. “That Thunder guy is dangerous. I went to watch his training yesterday, he’s a monster.”

"How to say?"

“He can break a sandbag with one punch,” Li Qiang gestured. “And he’s very fast, unlike ordinary heavyweight fighters who are clumsy.”

This news made Liu Wenhao even more cautious. It seems the Thunder are more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

“However, I believe you can win.” Li Qiang patted him on the shoulder. “You have a quality that none of us have.”

"What trait?"

“Inner peace,” Li Qiang said. “No matter what opponent you face, you can remain calm. That’s the most powerful weapon.”

The day of the finals has finally arrived.

A large crowd of spectators and media had gathered outside the stadium, and several television stations were even broadcasting live. Liu Wenhao got out of the car and was immediately surrounded by reporters.

"Liu Wenhao, what are your thoughts on today's match?"

"Are you confident against an opponent like the Thunder?"

"If you lose, how will you view Chinese martial arts?"

These questions annoyed Liu Wenhao. He politely pushed the reporter away and strode towards the locker room.

In the locker room, Manager Wang was pacing anxiously.

Chapter 1245 As expected!

"Mr. Liu, you've finally arrived!" Manager Wang said with a worried look on his face. "I just went to check on Thunder's preparations. That guy is practicing his heavy punches, and every punch he throws makes a thunderous sound!"

"Manager Wang, can you please not be so nervous?" Liu Wenhao said helplessly. "Your behavior is affecting my mood."

"How can I not be nervous?" Manager Wang asked, wiping his sweat. "This is the final! And the opponent is so strong!"

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Lei Ting walked in.

This was the first time Liu Wenhao had seen his opponent up close. Lei Ting was nearly two meters tall, muscular, and exuded a dangerous aura. Most striking was his gaze, cold and filled with murderous intent.

"You're Liu Wenhao?" Lei Ting's Chinese wasn't very standard, but it was understandable.

“It’s me.” Liu Wenhao stood up.

"I heard you're very capable." Thunder looked him up and down, "but you don't seem that impressive."

This blatant provocation made Manager Wang turn pale, but Liu Wenhao remained calm.

"You'll find out soon enough," Liu Wenhao replied simply.

"Haha, that's got guts!" Lei Ting laughed. "I like opponents with guts; that makes the fight more interesting."

"Then don't disappoint me." Liu Wenhao looked at him.

The conversation between the two was tense, but Liu Wenhao's calmness surprised Lei Ting. In his memory, young players usually became nervous or angry when facing him. But this young man from China was surprisingly composed.

"Interesting," Thunder said before leaving.

"Mr. Liu, how can you be so calm?" Manager Wang said admiringly. "If it were me, my legs would have gone weak by now."

"Panic won't solve anything," Liu Wenhao said, stretching his body. "It will only distort your judgment."

The match time was up. Liu Wenhao walked towards the ring, and thunderous cheers erupted from the audience. He could hear people cheering for him, and others favoring Thunder.

"This is the final of the fighting tournament!" The announcer's voice echoed throughout the arena. "The fighter on the left is Liu Wenhao from China! The fighter on the right is Lei Ting from Japan!"

The two walked to the center of the ring, and the referee began explaining the rules. Liu Wenhao carefully observed Lei Ting's condition and noticed that his opponent's muscles were very taut, indicating that he had made thorough preparations.

"Game start!"

Thunder displayed overwhelming momentum from the start. He didn't probe, launching a fierce attack directly. A heavy punch was aimed straight at Liu Wenhao's face.

Liu Wenhao was prepared and narrowly dodged to the side. But the force of Lei Ting's punch still put him under immense pressure.

"Not bad speed!" Thunder grinned and continued his attack.

The next few minutes were entirely Thunder's show. Every punch he threw carried tremendous power; even if he couldn't hit Liu Wenhao, the sheer force of his punches drew gasps from the audience.

Liu Wenhao kept dodging, looking for an opportunity to counterattack. But Thunder's attacks were too dense, leaving no openings.

"Is all this Chinese kid good at is running away?" someone in the audience began to question.

"Thunder is too strong, Liu Wenhao is completely suppressed!"

These voices put pressure on Liu Wenhao, but he knew it wasn't the time to retaliate. As Mr. Ma had said, the key was to wear down the opponent's strength.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, the frequency of Thunder's attacks began to decrease. Although the power was still great, it was clearly not as fierce as at the beginning.

Chapter 1246 is brilliant!

"The opportunity has come," Liu Wenhao thought to himself.

When Lei Ting launched another heavy punch, Liu Wenhao no longer simply dodged, but used the neutralizing force of Tai Chi to deflect most of the power, and then launched a counterattack.

Although the punch wasn't heavy, it hit Lei Ting's waist, making him pause for a moment.

"That's interesting." Thunder rubbed the spot where he had been hit. "I thought you wouldn't fight back."

"That was just a warm-up," Liu Wenhao said, getting into position. "Now we're just starting."

The match became even more exciting in the following moments. Liu Wenhao began to take the initiative, using speed and skill to maneuver against Lei Ting. Although he was still at a disadvantage in terms of strength, he was able to create effective offensive and defensive transitions.

Thunder found this opponent to be more formidable than he had anticipated. His punches, though powerful, were frequently deflected or parried. Furthermore, Liu Wenhao's counterattacks, while not particularly forceful, consistently struck unexpected locations.

"This kid's skills are really good." Thunder started to get serious.

As the competition entered its second round, both players were showing signs of fatigue. Thunder's advantage lay in his strength, but his stamina was indeed inferior to Liu Wenhao's. Liu Wenhao's advantage was his technique, but facing such a significant power disparity, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

"Looks like we're getting serious now." Thunder took a deep breath and suddenly changed tactics.

He stopped attacking blindly and began using wrestling techniques. When Liu Wenhao approached again, Lei Ting suddenly grabbed his arm, preparing to throw him over his shoulder.

"Oh no!" Liu Wenhao thought with a start.

If you were thrown to the ground by lightning, given the weight and strength of the other party, you would likely not be able to get up.

At the crucial moment, Liu Wenhao remembered some Jiu-Jitsu techniques his mother had taught him. Taking advantage of the instant Lei Ting exerted his strength, he twisted his body, not only avoiding being thrown but also causing Lei Ting to lose his balance.

"What?" Lei Ting didn't expect Liu Wenhao to have this trick up his sleeve.

Taking advantage of his opponent's momentary lapse in concentration, Liu Wenhao launched a series of attacks. He seamlessly integrated various techniques, including Tai Chi push hands, modern combat combinations, and even some Jiu-Jitsu joint locks.

Caught off guard, the Thunder were forced to retreat.

The audience erupted in cheers.

"Liu Wenhao has fought back!"

"That was amazing! This is the Kung Fu of China!"

"Is the Thunder going to lose?"

But Thunder, being a professional athlete, quickly regained his composure. He forced Liu Wenhao back with a powerful punch and then re-established his stance.

“Kid, you’ve really impressed me.” Thunder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. “But now, I’m going to get serious.”

After saying that, Lei Ting's aura suddenly changed. If he was just playing around before, now it was genuine killing intent.

"Oh no!" Mr. Ma, sitting in the audience, frowned.

Thunder's next attack was even more terrifying. Each of his punches was carried with a killing intent, and both his speed and power were a level higher than before.

Liu Wenhao was once again on the defensive. This situation was even more dangerous than the first round because Thunder were not only stronger, but also more technically proficient.

"This guy has been hiding his strength all along!" Liu Wenhao thought to himself in surprise.

Just then, a powerful punch from Thunder landed on his shoulder. Although it wasn't a direct hit, the force still sent Liu Wenhao staggering back several steps.

"Haha, that didn't feel good, did it?" Thunder laughed smugly. "You can't dodge this next punch!"

Chapter 1247 Attack!

Lei Ting charged forward, preparing to deliver the final blow to Liu Wenhao. If this punch landed, Liu Wenhao would definitely lose the ability to fight.

In that critical moment, Liu Wenhao recalled his match against Li Qiang. Back then, he also changed his tactics at the most crucial moment, which turned the tide for his team.

"Perhaps I also need some changes," Liu Wenhao thought to himself.

Just as Thunder's fist was about to strike him, Liu Wenhao made a move that surprised everyone.

He didn't dodge, but charged straight at the thunderous fist.

"Has he gone mad?" gasped from the audience.

Charging headlong into the thunderous punch seemed suicidal to everyone. But Liu Wenhao had his own reasons.

At the last moment, he suddenly crouched down to avoid Lei Ting's fist, while simultaneously delivering an uppercut straight to his opponent's chin.

The timing of this punch was perfect; it came at the exact moment when Thunder's old power had been exhausted and his new power had not yet been generated.

boom!

Lei Ting staggered backward from the blow, a look of shock flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected this seemingly weak young man from China to dare to confront him head-on, and even succeed.

"Impossible!" Thunder shook his head, trying to come to his senses.

But Liu Wenhao didn't give him that chance. Now that he had found an opportunity, he was determined to seize it.

He launched a frenzied attack. The flowing, gentle movements of Tai Chi, the directness of boxing, and the subtlety of jujitsu flowed seamlessly together. Every move was perfectly timed, every strike had a clear target.

Thunder was completely stunned. He had never encountered an opponent like this before, who could blend completely different fighting techniques so perfectly.

"Just how many martial arts styles has this kid practiced?" Lei Ting thought to himself in surprise.

The audience erupted in cheers.

"That's amazing! This is the true power of Chinese Kung Fu!"