Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Liu Wenhao nodded to his master, indicating that he was not worried. Then, he turned to Ah Hu and asked, "How do you want to 'communicate'?"

Ah Hu grinned maliciously, cracking his knuckles. "It's simple. I'll stand here and let you punch me three times. If you can make me take a step back, you win. Then you take one more punch from me. Dare to play?"

These words caused an uproar. It was a blatant insult! Ah Hu was tall and muscular, like a wall. Liu Wenhao, while appearing strong, was noticeably thinner in comparison.

"Don't agree to his request! It's too much of a bully!" someone in the crowd said, speaking up for Liu Wenhao.

Fatty Wang panicked: "Wenhao, don't fall for it! This bastard is obviously trying to wear you down with brute force!"

However, Liu Wenhao unexpectedly smiled. He looked at the confident Ah Hu and slowly nodded: "Okay, I'll play with you."

He took off his jacket, revealing a close-fitting short-sleeved shirt underneath. His muscles weren't as exaggerated as Ah Hu's, but each one exuded a smooth, powerful presence, like a cheetah poised to pounce.

He walked up to Ah Hu.

The entire room fell silent instantly, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

"The first punch."

"Liu Wenhao said softly. He didn't strike any fancy pose, just a simple punch. The punch looked slow, even a little light."

Ah Hu sneered disdainfully, not even bothering to parry, and simply straightened his chest to take the hit.

The moment the fist struck Ah Hu's chest, Ah Hu's smile froze. He felt a strange force, not an impact, but a spiraling, penetrating force, as if it were drilling into his internal organs. He groaned, his muscles tensing violently. Although he didn't step back, his expression changed slightly.

"The second punch."

Liu Wenhao withdrew his fist and threw another. Same position, same movement. But this time, before the fist even landed, a powerful gust of wind already pressed down. Ah Hu's expression changed drastically; he dared not be careless any longer, crossing his arms to protect his chest.

"boom!".

Chapter 1304!

A muffled thud. Ah Hu felt a numbness in his arms, followed by an overwhelming force. He stomped two shallow craters into the ground beneath his feet, but he didn't retreat. He gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The entire arena fell silent. Everyone could see that Liu Wenhao's fist was far more powerful than it appeared.

Liu Wenhao withdrew his fist, staring silently at Ah Hu, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He took a deep breath, and his entire aura shifted instantly. If the first two punches were a test, now he seemed to have become one with the earth.

"The third punch, Bajiquan, Mountain Collapse."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward. This step seemed to shake the entire training ground. He was already in front of Ah Hu, and a seemingly ordinary straight punch, carrying an unstoppable and earth-shattering momentum, slammed into Ah Hu's arms.

This punch is a short-range strike, a whole-body strike, and it is the ultimate blow that integrates the essence of all the kung fu in the Zhengwu School!

A flicker of fear flashed in Ah Hu's eyes as he used all his strength to defend himself.

"Bam—!"

There was a loud bang.

Ah Hu's burly body was struck as if by a battering ram. His feet left the ground, and he flew backward, knocking over two burly men from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall before finally crashing to the ground in a sorry state. He spat out a small mouthful of blood, clutched his arm, and could no longer stand up.

One punch, and the world is set!

After a few seconds of dead silence, thunderous cheers and applause erupted!

"it is good!"

"So handsome!"

Lei Bao's face instantly turned ashen, worse than a corpse's. He never imagined that his meticulously planned department would be so utterly and devastatingly destroyed in front of everyone!

Liu Wenhao withdrew his fist and slowly straightened up. He didn't look at the defeated Ah Hu on the ground, but instead turned his gaze to Lei Bao, whose face was deathly pale.

"Master Lei," his voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears, "now, it's my turn to take your punch. Do you dare to throw it?"

Liu Wenhao's voice wasn't loud, and even carried a hint of flatness, but in the deathly silent training ground, it resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

"Master Lei, now it's my turn to take your punch. Do you dare to throw it?"

All eyes instantly shifted from Ah Hu, who was groaning on the ground, to Lei Bao's ashen face. That face, usually radiating arrogance and domineering arrogance, now underwent a more dramatic transformation than a face-changing act on stage. From ashen to flushed red, and then to deathly pale.

Dare to throw a punch?

These three words were like three invisible slaps to Lei Bao's face.

Would he dare? No, he wouldn't.

Ah Hu was his most capable ace fighter, possessing an incredibly strong physique and renowned for his resilience in the professional fighting world. Yet, even this Ah Hu was beaten like a dead dog by Liu Wenhao's seemingly ordinary three punches. Especially the third punch, with its earth-shattering force, made him feel his heart pound even from a distance.

Although Lei Bao was also a trained martial artist, he excelled in leg techniques. In terms of resilience and upper body strength, he was inferior to Ah Hu. If Ah Hu couldn't withstand the blows, Lei Bao's fate would only be worse. To be knocked down by a mere twenty-something-year-old brat in front of so many fellow martial artists and onlookers? His Thunder Martial Arts Academy's sign could be taken down and burned as firewood tomorrow.

Chapter 1305 Spiritual Power!

But, to say you dare not?

He couldn't bring himself to say it. Today, his men had come with a menacing air, setting up a challenge ring and belittling the Zhengwu Guild to the point of worthlessness. Now, he dared not abide by the rules he himself had set—this was more humiliating than being defeated. How could he ever face anyone on this street again?

Lei Bao's Adam's apple bobbed, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word. The burly men behind him, who had just looked fierce and menacing, all subconsciously took a half step back, not daring to meet Liu Wenhao's calm and composed gaze.

"What? Is Master Lei scared?" Fatty Wang's booming voice rang out untimely, full of schadenfreude. "Weren't you quite the talker just now? Saying things like 'A mule is a horse, let's take it out for a spin,' but now that it's your turn, why have you turned into a coward?"

"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

The laughter was like countless steel needles piercing Lei Bao's pride.

"You!" Lei Bao pointed at Fatty Wang, trembling with rage. "Who do you think you are!"

"What I am doesn't matter. What matters is that everyone's waiting to see Master Lei display his divine power!" Fatty Wang puffed out his belly, showing no fear whatsoever. "Don't let us down!"

"Yes! Let's hit one!"

"If you're a man, don't be a coward!"

The crowd's emotions were reignited, and this time, the focus was entirely on Lei Bao. They didn't care about the martial arts school rivalry; they just wanted to see a spectacle, a complete drama. The villain getting humiliated was the kind of thing they loved to see.

Lei Bao's face was extremely grim. He knew there was no way to back down now. Staying any longer would only result in utter humiliation. He glared venomously at Liu Wenhao, his eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.

"Kid, you're quite something," Lei Bao spat out through gritted teeth. "I'll remember this. We'll see!"

After saying that, he ignored the jeers of the crowd and roared at Ah Hu, who was still groaning on the ground, "Useless thing! Get up!"

Two henchmen rushed over and hurriedly lifted Ah-Hu up. Ah-Hu clutched his chest, his face ashen, and he didn't even have the courage to look at Liu Wenhao.

With a wave of his hand, Lei Bao and his men slunk out of the crowd amidst jeers and boos, fleeing in disgrace. The contrast between his departing figure and his arrogant arrival was utterly ironic.

A meticulously planned challenge ended in a farcical way that no one expected.

As soon as Lei Bao left, the atmosphere on the training ground instantly changed from tense confrontation to a sea of ​​joy.

"Wenhao! Awesome!" Fatty Wang was the first to rush up and slap Liu Wenhao on the shoulder, only to wince in pain. "Ouch! You're as tough as iron!"

The other trainees gathered around, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

"What was that punch called? Mountain Collapse? That was so cool!"

"I've made up my mind, I'm going to learn this move from now on!"

Faced with the praise from the crowd, Liu Wenhao simply smiled faintly and said nothing more. He picked up his coat from the ground, put it back on, and his sharp aura subsided, transforming him back into the calm and humble young man he once was.

Chapter 1306: Come Back!

Mr. Ma walked over. He first glanced at Liu Wenhao, his eyes full of satisfaction and pride, then turned to the crowd and waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Alright, everyone disperse. That's enough for today." His voice was calm and powerful, immediately silencing the noisy scene.

Although the students wanted to say more, they obediently dispersed after their master spoke, discussing the earth-shattering punch they had just received in small groups.

Soon, only Mr. Ma, Liu Wenhao, and Fatty Wang remained on the training ground.

Mr. Ma walked up to Liu Wenhao, but instead of praising him, he grabbed Liu's right hand and carefully examined his fist and knuckles.

"How's your hand? Is it hurt?"

Liu Wenhao felt a warmth in his heart and shook his head: "Master, don't worry, I used whole-body strength, not brute force, so I won't hurt myself."

Mr. Ma finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, but the solemn look on his face did not completely disappear. He sighed, "Wenhao, today you displayed the might of our Zhengwu Martial Arts Association. But..."

He paused, a hint of worry in his eyes: "We've also completely offended Lei Bao."

Fatty Wang scoffed dismissively, "Master, why are we afraid of him! That kind of person deserves a beating! If Wenhao doesn't step in today, he'll really ruin our reputation! Then he'll only push his luck."

“I’m not afraid of him.” Mr. Ma shook his head, his cloudy eyes gleaming with wisdom. “I know him. Lei Bao is a narrow-minded and vindictive man. He lost face in public today, so he won’t dare to come back openly for a while. But he will definitely find other ways to trip us up in secret.”

Looking at Liu Wenhao, Mr. Ma said earnestly, "Wenhao, you must remember, the martial world is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and social interactions. Martial arts can solve problems temporarily, but they cannot solve lifelong troubles. Lei Bao has been entrenched in this area for many years and has connections with all sorts of people. From now on, we must be even more careful."

Liu Wenhao listened attentively and nodded: "Master, I understand."

He knew his master was right. He knocked Ah Hu down with a single punch using brute force. He forced Lei Bao to retreat with a single sentence using sheer force. But what he would face next might be trouble that neither brute force nor sheer force could directly resolve.

"However..." Old Mr. Ma changed the subject, and a smile finally appeared on his face. He patted Liu Wenhao's shoulder with satisfaction, "Your third punch just now, 'Crushing Mountain,' already had the true meaning of Bajiquan's 'hard strikes and hard advances, startling even gods and ghosts.' The 'integration' in that instant was done very well. It seems that you have chosen the right path to learn from others and integrate the power of various kung fu styles."

Receiving his master's approval made Liu Wenhao even happier than defeating Ah Hu. He scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly: "It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching."

"Hahaha, you rascal!" Old Master Ma laughed heartily, his previous worries seemingly dispelled by the laughter. "Come on, we're happy today, it's my treat for the three of us! Fatty, go to that 'old place' at the street corner, get half a pound of braised beef and two pounds of good wine!"

"Alright!" Upon hearing that there would be wine and meat, Fatty Wang's face lit up with a smile, and he scurried out, "Master, wait for me, I'll be right back!"

Chapter 1307 is under inspection!

Watching Wang Pangzi's cheerful figure disappear into the distance, only the master and apprentice remained on the training ground. The afterglow of the setting sun streamed in through the window, casting long shadows of the two men.

Looking at his master's face, which showed worry but also relief, Liu Wenhao secretly made a vow.

No matter what underhanded tricks Lei Bao might use, he would accept them all.

He must not only use his fists to protect this martial arts school, but also use his wisdom and sense of responsibility to support his master.

Liu Wenhao's rise to fame in one battle had an immediate and significant impact.

The next morning, before the Zhengwu Guild Hall even officially opened, a large crowd had already gathered at the entrance. Some were spectators who had witnessed the fierce battle the day before, while others had come specifically to see for themselves after hearing embellished accounts from their friends.

Fatty Wang was grinning from ear to ear. With his big belly sticking out, he stood at the door, looking just like a top salesman.

"Hey, sir, you're asking about our master? Our Mr. Ma is a true master of traditional martial arts! He's a man of few words and deep knowledge!"

"What? You want to see my brother Wenhao? Hey, he's a low-key guy, he doesn't like to show off. He was forced into it yesterday, he had no choice, the Thunder Martial Arts Academy bullied him, he couldn't just not fight back, could he?"

"Want to learn that 'Mountain Crash' move? Young man, that's a legendary skill! You'll have to start with the basics first. Have you mastered the horse stance yet?"

He recounted yesterday's battle vividly, his words flying, leaving everyone in awe. Liu Wenhao's "mountain-shattering" punch had been circulated as a martial arts version, claiming that "one punch sent three people flying ten meters away, landing with a huge crater."

Throughout the morning, the martial arts school's phone lines never stopped ringing with inquiries, and seven or eight people enrolled and paid on the spot. This was equivalent to the school's revenue over the past month or two. Fatty Wang was so busy collecting money that his hands were sore from holding it all, and his face was beaming with joy.

Mr. Ma sat in the back room, sipping tea and listening to the commotion in the front yard, a long-lost smile appearing on his face. He opened the martial arts school not to get rich, but to pass on the tradition. But seeing the bustling business and the promise of future generations always brought him joy.

Liu Wenhao, as usual, quietly practiced his boxing in a corner of the training ground. From the cloud hands of Tai Chi to the splitting fist of Xingyi, and then to the footwork of Bagua, his movements were slow and focused. For him, yesterday's victory was just a small episode on his path of cultivation; inner peace and physical improvement were his eternal pursuits.

However, this liveliness and tranquility were broken in the afternoon.

Three men in uniforms, their expressions serious, entered the martial arts gym. The leader, wearing glasses and carrying a folder, went straight to the point with Fatty Wang, who was greeting customers: "Hello, we are from the joint inspection team for safety production and fire prevention from the street office. We received a report from the public that there are fire safety hazards here and that you are suspected of operating beyond your permitted scope. Please have your person in charge come out."

Wang Pangzi's smile froze, and his heart skipped a beat. A tip-off from the public? Everything was fine yesterday, and today Lei Bao just left, and a tip-off has already come in? What a coincidence!

"Comrades, is there some mistake? Our martial arts school has been open for over ten years, and our fire safety has always met the standards," Fatty Wang quickly said with a smile.

"Are you kidding me? We'll only know after we check." The bespectacled man said expressionlessly, adjusting his glasses. "Please cooperate with our work."

Chapter 1308 Imprint!

Hearing the commotion, Mr. Ma came out from the back room. Seeing the situation, he immediately understood. Lei Bao's revenge had arrived. And it had come so quickly and so directly.

"Greetings, comrades. I am Ma Zhenbang, the person in charge here." Mr. Ma said neither humbly nor arrogantly. "We will definitely cooperate with the inspection. Please."

The three men didn't stand on ceremony and immediately began "inspecting" the martial arts gym. One of them held a small notebook, pointing here and there.

"The fire extinguisher has insufficient pressure and is expired; it needs to be replaced."

“This corner is cluttered with debris, blocking the fire exit.”

“Your business license states that your business scope is ‘martial arts training.’ I see that you are also selling protective gear and training clothes here. This constitutes the sale of goods and is suspected of operating beyond your business scope.”

"Trainee registration is incomplete, and accident insurance hasn't been purchased for everyone. Who will be responsible if something happens?"

One by one, they pointed out each issue with great detail and clarity. Some were nitpicking, while others were minor flaws that no one would normally bother with. Today, however, these minor flaws have been magnified to an extreme degree.