Chapter 337: Chapter 337 Challenge Chapter 337: Chapter 337 Challenge “I guess it’s half and half,” Smith laughed. “I’m mainly working in Hollywood now, I’ve been shooting an action movie for the past few months, and this visit is to hire a martial arts instructor to teach us so moves. We could have gone with boxing, but although it’s strong in actual combat, it doesn’t look good. That’s why I asked how your Yong Chun is, because if possible, I would like to invite you to be our martial arts choreographer.”
Boxing is indeed impressive in actual combat, but it’s true that it doesn’t look very appealing…
“This?” Wang Hao thought carefully for a mont.
Hmm, there are quite a few films related to Yong Chun in his mind, such as Zhen Zidan’s Yip Man series. But that series is too regionally confined,
it seems there might be a better option…
So, Wang Hao imdiately checked his phone—searched for Jeet Kune Do, nope. Searched Bruce Lee… nothing either!
This is it!
“Does it have to be Yong Chun?” Wang Hao put away his phone and said, “I actually know another incredible set of Kung Fu, truly authentic Heavenly Martial Arts!”
“Really?” Smith imdiately beca curious and asked, “What kind of Kung Fu is it?”
Bruce’s black bodyguard, who had been silent, also looked over.
That guy’s arms were nearly as thick as a kid’s waist, just like Johnson! He clearly was curious too—being a boxer, it looked like he wanted to test it out…
“This Kung Fu is called Jeet Kune Do,” Wang Hao said with a smile, “It was created by a grandmaster in our Heavenly martial arts community. I got the legacy by a twist of fate, and I’ve trained quite decently.”
“Jeet Kune Do!” Upon hearing this, Chris exclaid, “I’ve never heard of this Kung Fu before!”
Zhao Zhenhao, Fang Wenbin, and Bai Yaning looked at each other—what is Jeet Kune Do?
“Please, Mr. Wang Hao, tell us about it,” Smith imdiately said. “This Kung Fu, is it very powerful, very graceful?”
“Well, how should I put it,” Wang Hao confidently began to boast, “This Kung Fu believes in one saying, ‘Among all martial arts, speed is supre!’ The ‘Jeet’ in Jeet Kune Do ans that no matter what Kung Fu you use, as soon as you make a move, I can intercept it and counterattack with even greater speed. So, this martial art is extrely fierce and also very aesthetically pleasing. If you want a quick determination of the winner, it can end the fight swiftly; if you want it to look good, fighting for a few minutes is also no problem.”
Bruce Lee’s martial arts movies were also Wang Hao’s favorites. With his current vision, reaction, and physical fitness, there was absolutely no problem in executing them.
“That good?!” Smith and the black bodyguard exchanged glances, then he said, “I know a boxing club. Could Mr. Wang Hao demonstrate it for us tomorrow? There are also many other martial arts enthusiasts there, and we could exchange techniques, how about that?”
Damn, is this a challenge?
When Smith brought up a challenge, Zhao Zhenhao, Fang Wenbin, and Bai Yaning all panicked—weren’t we just supposed to have a simple al to get to know each other? How did this turn into a challenge all of a sudden?!
“Actually, in filmmaking,” Zhao Zhenhao quickly tried to smooth things over, “as long as the choreography looks good, that’s sufficient; there’s no need for actual combat, right? What if soone gets hurt, that’d be bad.”
Fang Wenbin also nodded. “Exactly, exactly; maybe Brother Hao just needs to show a few moves, right?”
Speaking of which, if Wang Hao could make it into Hollywood, that would indeed be a mont of national pride, promoting Heavenly Martial Arts.
But the underlying tone of their words was clearly challenging. Looking at that black man’s build, if Wang Hao really got hurt, Bai Yaning would definitely kill them!
Both instinctively glanced at Bai Yaning…
Sure enough, Bai Yaning’s eyes were already flashing dangerously; she was considering how to toss this black man into the Yangtze River tonight…
Mom, I’m so scared!
This is not the ti to wimp out! Damn it, if we don’t accept the challenge, how will our Heavenly Kung Fu ever retain its status internationally? Besides, with my current vision, reaction, and physical condition, I’m top-notch in every regard! Last ti at the gym I ran for an hour without any trouble. Am I supposed to be scared of a few foreigners?
“Well,” Wang Hao stroked his chin and imdiately nodded, “Although I might not have ti to go to Hollywood, if it’s just an exchange of skills, that should be alright.”
Wang Hao agreed! Brother Hao actually agreed!
Zhao Zhenhao and the others instantly lowered their heads to check WeChat!
Zhao Zhenhao: “Brother Hao actually agreed. Can this really work?!”
Fang Wenbin: “I don’t know either! Damn Zhao, if we knew they’d challenge today, we shouldn’t have brought them here!”
Bai Yaning: “If Wang Hao gets hurt, I’ll have our family’s Tributor Liao throw this black man and that Smith into the Yangtze River!”
Zhao Zhenhao: “Tributor Liao! Oh my, you’re planning to ask him to make a move?!”
Bai Yaning: “That will depend on what they do tomorrow! Dare to ss with my boyfriend, hmph!”
Fang Wenbin: “…”
The Ice Princess is so scary when she’s angry!
While they were discussing, Wang Hao on the other hand didn’t take it seriously at all, “What ti is it tomorrow, and where do we et?”
Smith exchanged glances with the black man, smiling with twinkling eyes, “Tomorrow morning at ten, at Zhonghai Dodge Boxing Club, how about that?”
Wang Hao agreed without a second thought, “Okay, then tomorrow at ten, don’t be late!”
The next morning, Wang Hao got up early, washed up, got dressed, and then went out for a run.
Today was the day of the martial arts competition, couldn’t let Heavenly Martial Arts lose face, needed to warm up first!
After running for about half an hour, not even out of breath, Wang Hao arrived at the nearby park and began shadowboxing.
First up, a form of Tai Chi!
In a small grove, Wang Hao started his Tai Chi stance, then cupped his hands in a circle—my left a circle! My right a circle!
As he spun around, a gust of wind suddenly picked up, and then you could see that when leaves entered the range of Wang Hao’s arms, they never made it back out!
“Mommy, look,” a passing child said while watching Wang Hao doing his punches, “That big brother is so amazing, can leaves be played with like that?”
“Didn’t you see the wind over there?” The child’s mom quickly picked him up, “That man is playing tricks, children shouldn’t watch too much! Let’s go, Mom will buy you ice cream!”
Wang Hao: “…”
How am I playing tricks?!
Forget it, I won’t stoop to your level, I’m going to practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
Thinking this, Wang Hao simply dropped the clumped-up leaves, walked up to a willow tree as thick as a bowl, slightly bent his left leg, curved his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and then with a whoosh, watch my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms’ Regret of the Rising Dragon!
With a “bang,” the willow tree was violently shaken by Wang Hao’s palm strike, dropping a shower of leaves…
Wang Hao completed his palm strike, stopped moving, his hands sharply lifted to his brow, then slowly pressed down toward his abdon, his left foot gently tapping the ground, exhaling a long breath.
“Huh…” Finished practicing, end of training!
Ti to go for the martial arts match!
After getting ho and changing his clothes, Wang Hao drove straight to the Second Ring Road, humming as he drove, “Ah~ Second Ring, you’re three rings less than the Fifth Ring~~~”
After driving for about half an hour, he finally arrived at Dodger Boxing Club.
As soon as he got out of the car, Wang Hao saw Bai Yaning, Zhao Zhenhao, and Fang Wenbin waiting at the entrance; as soon as he got out, the three ca up to him, Bai Yaning asked with concern, “Wang Hao, how is it, can you manage?”
“It’s just a simple exchange of moves,” Wang Hao wasn’t worried at all, “What could go wrong? Didn’t they say it’s for shooting a film, not a fight to the death. Besides, my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has already been mastered in two forms, no problem at all!”
You actually mastered Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?!
Zhao Zhenhao was surprised, “Brother Hao, don’t tell there’s really sothing called the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms… I even asked our family’s tributor, and he’s never heard of this martial art!”
Fang Wenbin nodded in agreent on the side.
Eh, you don’t believe it? Just wait and I’ll show you what Regret of the Rising Dragon is like!
“Let’s go, it’s nothing,” Wang Hao cheerfully entered the club’s main gate, “I’m not worried, why would you be? Co on, let’s go!”
Bai Yaning, Zhao Zhenhao, and Fang Wenbin exchanged a glance, helplessly sighed together…
This wasn’t just lip service, it’s a serious martial arts sparring, can Brother Hao really handle it?
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