Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Mr. Ma smiled but did not answer the question.

"The competition is tomorrow," Mr. Ma said. "Get some rest early tonight so you can be in top condition for tomorrow's match."

"Master, how confident are I in beating Jason?"

"Winning or losing isn't important," Mr. Ma patted him on the shoulder. "What's important is that you can show your true strength in the competition."

Liu Wenhao nodded. After this period of training, he was both looking forward to and nervous about tomorrow's competition.

The whole city was in an uproar on the day of the match.

Thousands of people gathered outside the stadium, including local spectators and many martial arts enthusiasts who had traveled from other places. Major media outlets dispatched their top reporting teams, and even some foreign media were present.

Chapter 1268, in preparation!

"The attention this match has garnered has transcended the realm of sports," a reporter said to the camera. "Many see it as the ultimate showdown between Eastern and Western fighting philosophies."

Liu Wenhao sat in the lounge, trying his best to remain calm. The noise outside drifted in through the walls, but he tried not to think about it.

"Are you nervous?" Mr. Ma asked.

"A little," Liu Wenhao said without hiding anything.

“It’s normal to be nervous,” Mr. Ma said. “But remember, nervousness and fear are two different things. Moderate nervousness can help you focus better.”

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Johnson and Jason walked in.

"Mr. Liu, it's great to see you again." Johnson said with a smug smile.

Jason didn't speak, only staring coldly at Liu Wenhao. At close range, Liu Wenhao could feel the intense killing intent emanating from the other man.

"I hope we can have a great match today," Liu Wenhao said calmly.

“It’s going to be exciting,” Jason finally said. “Because I’ll show you what real fighting is all about.”

The conversation between the two was brief, but the tension in the air was already palpable.

"It's time," a staff member reminded them at the door.

Liu Wenhao stood up and took a deep breath.

“Remember everything I taught you,” Mr. Ma patted him on the back. “Believe in yourself.”

Stepping out of the lounge, Liu Wenhao could hear the deafening cheers from the audience. The enthusiastic atmosphere sent his adrenaline soaring.

"Now entering the venue is Liu Wenhao, a contestant from China!" The host's voice resounded throughout the venue.

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience, most of whom were cheering for Liu Wenhao. This support warmed his heart.

"Entering the venue from the other side is Jason Williams from Japan!"

Jason's entrance wasn't as enthusiastic, and there were even some boos. But Jason didn't care; he was used to playing away games.

The two walked to the center of the ring, and the referee began to read out the rules.

"This will be an unrestricted fighting match. Except for dangerous moves such as eye gouging and groin attacks, all other techniques are allowed. There are no rounds; the match continues until one side submits or is unable to fight."

Upon hearing the words "incapacitated," Liu Wenhao's heart tightened. This meant the match might be very brutal.

"The players shake hands," the referee said.

As the two walked together and shook hands, Jason suddenly exerted force, trying to intimidate Liu Wenhao. But Liu Wenhao was prepared and neutralized the force using Tai Chi techniques.

Jason was somewhat surprised, and after letting go, he looked at Liu Wenhao thoughtfully.

"Game start!"

Jason displayed the level of a professional from the very beginning. He didn't probe; he launched a fierce attack right away.

Unlike his previous opponents, Jason's attacks were more systematic. His punches, kicks, wrestling, and ground techniques were seamlessly integrated.

Liu Wenhao focused on defense, looking for an opportunity to counterattack. The techniques taught to him by Mr. Ma came in handy at this moment, and he successfully deflected several heavy blows from Jason.

"This kid from China is interesting," someone in the audience murmured.

"It's already quite an achievement to be able to fight Jason to this extent."

But Liu Wenhao knew he was still on the defensive. Jason's attacks were too relentless; he barely had a chance to catch his breath.

Five minutes passed, and Jason's offensive remained fierce. The stamina reserves of a professional athlete are truly astonishing.

Chapter 1269: The Battle!

"This can't go on any longer," Liu Wenhao thought to himself.

Taking advantage of Jason's momentary pause to catch his breath, Liu Wenhao launched an attack. He used the technique his master had just taught him, specifically designed to counter powerful opponents.

This series of attacks caught Jason somewhat off guard. He hadn't expected Liu Wenhao to have such technical skills.

“Interesting.” Jason wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. “Looks like I underestimated you.”

The match became even more intense in the following moments. Both players unleashed their full potential, employing a variety of high-difficulty techniques.

The atmosphere in the audience reached its peak.

"fantastic!"

"This is real fighting!"

"Liu Wenhao truly deserves our pride!"

By the tenth minute of the match, both players were showing signs of fatigue. Although Jason was experienced, Liu Wenhao's technique was giving him a headache.

"Why is this kid's technique so strange?" Jason thought to himself, "He doesn't play by the rules at all."

Indeed, Liu Wenhao's fighting style is very unique. He perfectly integrates the softness of Tai Chi, the hardness of modern combat, and the skill of Jiu-Jitsu, forming his own unique system.

Jason was very uncomfortable with this style. He was used to standardized technical confrontations and had no experience in dealing with this "unconventional" style of play.

"It's time to end this." Jason decided to use his trump card.

He suddenly changed tactics, no longer engaging Liu Wenhao in a prolonged fight, but instead looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

This change made Liu Wenhao feel threatened. Jason was now like a lurking beast, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Sure enough, when Liu Wenhao relaxed his guard slightly, Jason seized the opportunity to launch his strongest attack.

If that punch lands, Liu Wenhao will likely lose his ability to fight.

At the critical moment, Liu Wenhao remembered what his master had said yesterday: "A true martial artist is not one who never fails, but one who can find hope in failure."

Just as Jason's fist was about to hit him, Liu Wenhao did something that shocked everyone.

Instead of dodging, he charged forward to meet the fist, simultaneously employing the highest level of Tai Chi—using softness to overcome hardness.

The timing of this move was perfect. Jason's power was completely neutralized, while Liu Wenhao's counterattack struck his opponent's vitals directly.

Jason's pupils contracted, and his body fell backward uncontrollably.

The entire room fell silent instantly, everyone waiting for the result.

A few seconds later, Jason struggled to stand up, but his body wouldn't obey him.

“I…I give up,” Jason said with difficulty.

The referee immediately announced: "The winner is Liu Wenhao!"

The stadium erupted in cheers. The audience cheered wildly, and the applause was deafening.

"Liu Wenhao! Liu Wenhao!"

Long live Chinese Kung Fu!

"we won!"

Liu Wenhao stood in the center of the ring, looking at the cheering audience, his feelings complicated. He had indeed won, but this victory had not come easily.

Jason was helped off the stage by medical staff. Before leaving, he gave Liu Wenhao a deep look.

“You’re very strong,” Jason said. “Much stronger than I thought.”

“You too,” Liu Wenhao replied. “This is the toughest match I’ve ever played.”

Johnson looked grim. He hadn't expected his team, whom he had brought with such confidence, to suffer such a crushing defeat.

“Mr. Liu, congratulations.” Johnson forced a smile. “But this is just the beginning.”

"What do you mean?"

"That means there will be even stronger opponents to challenge you," Johnson said before leaving.

Watching Johnson's departing figure, Liu Wenhao knew this matter was not over yet. But now he was prepared to face any challenge.

At the awards ceremony, Liu Wenhao stood on the highest podium. Flashbulbs popped incessantly as reporters scrambled to take pictures.

Chapter 1270: The Search!

"Liu Wenhao, how are you feeling right now?" a reporter asked.

"I'm very happy to have won," Liu Wenhao replied, "but I'm even happier that it has proven the value of Chinese martial arts."

"So what was your response to Johnson's threat just now?"

Liu Wenhao thought for a moment and said, "No matter what the challenge is, I will take it seriously. Because it is not only my personal honor, but also related to the reputation of Chinese martial arts."

This answer drew even louder applause.

Back in the lounge, Mr. Ma greeted him with a broad smile.

"Well done, Xiao Hao." Mr. Ma patted him on the shoulder. "You didn't let me down."

“Master, I couldn’t have won this match without your guidance,” Liu Wenhao said humbly.

"I taught you the technique, but the courage is yours to cultivate," said Mr. Ma. "Remember how you felt today; it will be a significant milestone on your martial arts journey."

Master Chen also came over to congratulate him: "Xiao Hao, you really impressed me today. That last move was absolutely brilliant!"

“That was a technique taught by my master,” Liu Wenhao said. “I just used it at the right time.”

As they were talking, Li Qiang rushed in excitedly.

"Wenhao, you're famous!" Li Qiang excitedly waved his phone. "Your match videos are everywhere online!"

Liu Wenhao took the phone and looked at it; there were indeed many reports and comments about the competition.

"Liu Wenhao is amazing! He has brought glory to China!"

"This is true Chinese Kung Fu!"

"Those who used to question him are now silent."

Seeing these supportive voices warmed Liu Wenhao's heart. But he also knew that the road to fame might be even more difficult.

"Xiao Hao, are you ready?" Mr. Ma asked.

"what to prepare?"

"Prepare for even greater challenges." Mr. Ma's expression turned serious. "Today's victory is just the beginning; the real test is yet to come."

Liu Wenhao nodded. He was prepared, no matter what challenges lay ahead.

The day after the competition ended, Liu Wenhao's life changed completely.

He was woken up early in the morning by his mother. "Son, there are a lot of reporters outside, and some strange people too."

Liu Wenhao rubbed his eyes and walked to the window. Looking down, he saw a crowd gathered below. There were reporters, fans, representatives from various businesses, and even some passersby who were just watching the spectacle.

“These people started gathering last night,” the mother said worriedly. “The property management can’t control it.”

Liu Wenhao's phone kept ringing. Manager Wang, classmates, and even some distant relatives he had never contacted before were all calling.

What gave him the biggest headache was the constant stream of business offers. Endorsing sports brands, participating in variety shows, making movies, opening martial arts schools—the suggestions were overwhelming.

"Mom, I'm going to school first." Liu Wenhao changed his clothes and prepared to sneak out through the back door.

But the crowd downstairs was clearly prepared. They were blocked by several reporters as soon as they reached the stairwell.

"Liu Wenhao, what are your thoughts on yesterday's victory?"

"I heard that a Hollywood company wants to cast you in a kung fu movie. Would you consider it?"

"Some people online are saying you turned down a three million dollar contract, is that true?"