Let's rewind to an hour earlier.
After distributing the posters, Ling Yi carried a door panel and went straight to the park square.
On the door panel, a large line of characters was written in calligraphy, " Wing Chun, Ip Man, accepting students and teaching martial arts!"
Ling Yi's idea was simple: to make a big fuss.
If you want to take on students and teach martial arts, you need to let people know about Wing Chun, right?
If you want people to know about Wing Chun, you have to show your skills, right?
What kind of promotional effect can a few flyers possibly have?
In the original story, Ip Man initially only had a handful of disciples. If it weren't for a series of events that Later, who would know what Wing Chun was?
As a modern person, Ling Yi is all too aware of the importance of advertising.
Sure enough, the moment the door was erected, it immediately attracted a large crowd of onlookers.
Ling Yi stood in the middle of the square, leaning against the door panel.
If someone asks, he'll answer with a smile, patiently explaining what Wing Chun is, Wing Chun characteristics, and so on, appearing very approachable. If no one asks, he'll remain silent, standing there with his eyes half-closed.
Ling Yi was waiting, waiting for the troublemaker to appear.
The first thing that appeared was Wong Leung.
Wing Chun? Never even heard of it, and I have no idea how powerful it is!
Ling Yi chuckled, grabbed the door panel with one hand, and slammed it to the ground. The immense force pushed the door panel down several centimeters, making it stand upright on the ground.
Ling Yi rolled up his sleeves, took two steps forward, held up one finger to Wong Leung, and laughed, "One move!"
"What's the meaning?"
"If you can withstand even one move from me, I'll teach you Wing Chun for free!"
Wong Leung, who had a fiery temper, sneered upon hearing Ling Yi's words, "You'd better be able to beat me first!"
After saying that, he adopted a Fighting stance that he had learned from somewhere, swayed a few steps, and threw a punch at Ling Yi.
Ling Yi remained calm, twisting and pulling Wong Leung's fist with one hand, then delivering an elbow strike to Wong Leung's face.
Even though Ling Yi didn't use any sudden or An Jin Inch Power, Wong Leung still felt bad from this blow, covering his face and taking several steps back.
Being Knockback in one move in front of so many people made Wong Leung somewhat embarrassed and angry.
"Again!" Ling Yi smiled slightly, put his left hand behind his back, and beckoned to Wong Leung with his right hand.
"Cao!"
Wong Leung cursed and charged forward again with a punch. Ling Yi slightly turned his body, pressed down with one hand, and dissipated the force of Wong Leung's punch. With a shove of his shoulder, Wong Leung's body was forced back several steps by the enormous force before he could barely stand up.
And so, Wong Leung attacked again and again, but Ling Yi Knockback Wong Leung time and time again with just one hand.
A few minutes later, Wong Leung was panting heavily, while Ling Yi still stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly.
At this moment, Wong Leung's face was covered in bruises, One Eye was swollen with panda eyes, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable all over, as if his body had fallen apart.
"Hmph!" Wong Leung snorted coldly, lowered his head, and ran out of the crowd.
"Great job, Master Ye!" someone in the crowd cheered.
Ling Yi smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the direction of the cheers, then stood next to the door panel again.
At this moment, someone asked, "Master Ye, how much is the tuition?"
"Ten silver dollars, guaranteed to teach you until you learn!"
Ten silver dollars is not a small amount for ordinary people, but if you really wanted to scrape together the money, most people could manage it.
Just then, a group of about thirty young men who looked like thugs walked over.
They arrogantly pushed through the crowd and stood before Ling Yi.
"Who gave you permission to teach boxing here?" a burly young man at the head of the group asked in a gruff voice.
"Can't we teach boxing here?"
"This is Master Hong's territory. You can only teach if he says so, and you can't teach if he says so."
"Heh, I earn my living through my own skills, and nobody can say anything about it. If you want to cause trouble, then come and beat me into submission, and I'll leave. Otherwise, I'll definitely teach you this boxing style."
Ling Yi flicked the hem of his long robe and said coldly, "You can all come at me at once!"
These people are Hung Chun-nam's men, but they are not Hung Chun-nam's apprentices. They are not qualified; they are just a group of young people who follow Hung Chun-nam to make a living.
He wasn't exactly a complete scoundrel, but he wasn't exactly a good person either.
Because they saw that Ling Yi was from out of town, and knew about the rules Hung Chun-nam had established for opening a martial arts school in Hong Kong, these people wanted to give Ling Yi a hard time.
On one hand, he wanted to curry favor with Hung Chun-nam, and on the other hand, he wanted to get some pocket money from Ling Yi.
"How arrogant! Since you don't know the rules, then let me teach you. Get him!"
When thugs fight, they almost never engage in one-on-one combat; they mostly bully others by taking advantage of their numbers.
Moreover, the leader isn't stupid. Since he's going to teach boxing, he must have some skills. One or two people going up there probably wouldn't be enough.
The crowd immediately retreated a considerable distance, and a full-blown brawl erupted on the spot.
But these people are no match for Ling Yi.
Ip Man could take on a whole group by himself, so Ling Yi's portrayal is already overflowing with 130% of his talent, so it's no surprise he can do it too.
Moreover, Ling Yi is different from Ip Man; he can be ruthless.
Ling Yi's fists were like Lightning, and his feet were like thunderbolts. With a combination of kicks and punches, the thirty men were all lying on the ground in the blink of an Kung Fu Hustle.
Several people who tried to run away when they sensed the situation was turning bad were dragged back by Ling Yi and beaten up.
This scene thrilled both the onlookers at the scene and the viewers in the live broadcast room.
Ling Yi fought with gusto and with impressive skill, though his methods were a bit too brutal.
People have also developed a great interest in Wing Chun.
This master is so skilled; if I learned Wing Chun, wouldn't I be able to achieve the same level of success?
I'd be content with taking on thirty, three, or even five opponents at once.
Ten silver dollars isn't a small amount, but they also said they'd teach you until you learn!
Ling Yi's live stream saw a surge in popularity, with comments flooding the chat.
At this moment, Ling Yi squatted down in front of the leader and asked with a smile, "How is my Wing Chun?"
Although Ling Yi was smiling, seeing it in this person's eyes only sent a chill down his spine.
"Wow, amazing! We're impressed!"
"Then, let's pay the tuition!" Ling Yi said.
"Pay, pay what tuition?" The leader was taken aback and asked blankly.
"Didn't you come here to learn Wing Chun from me? Ten silver dollars each!"
"When did I...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Ling Yi clenched his fist and waved it in front of him.
Immediately, the man understood Ling Yi's meaning.
"Looks like you're still not convinced. I still have my ultimate move Sun-Character Thrusting Punch, to show you."
" The Final Master, I'll hand it over!" The leader finally understood; this smiling guy was a ruthless one.
He couldn't help but recall a saying, "Only a mighty dragon can cross the river."
"You're the only one who's become an apprentice? They don't seem to accept that!"
"We didn't bring that much money!" the man said helplessly.
Ling Yi didn't say anything, just stared at him. The man felt bitter inside; all his work these past few days had been for nothing.
The thirty people pooled their money and raised one hundred and twenty-six silver dollars.
This is the wages they just received for working at the dock these past few days.
Ling Yi randomly selected twelve people and said, "Starting tomorrow, the twelve of you can come here to learn Kung Fu Hustle."
"Teaching starts at six in the morning and ends at eight at night, two hours a day!"
Ling Yi only said that, but whether they came or not, Ling Yi didn't care, as long as he had the money.
As for whether they would call for backup or seek revenge, Ling Yi didn't care at all.
If you can win, fight; if you can't, run.
After paying, the thirty people, supporting each other, limped away.
Many people in the crowd are already interested in learning boxing.
But Master Hong's reputation is undeniable. Once this matter reaches Hung Chun-nam, he will certainly not let it go easily. It's best to wait and see, and come over tomorrow to take a look before making any decisions.
By the time Ip Man arrived, it was almost 10:30 in the morning.
Upon seeing this familiar figure, Ling Yi couldn't help but smile. He hadn't expected to meet Ip Man so early in the morning.
There is an inexplicable connection between masters.
The moment Ip Man saw Ling Yi, he knew he was a powerful figure, and upon seeing Ip Man, Ling Yi inexplicably felt an urge to fight Ip Man.
The two stood three meters apart, gazing at each other.
In terms of temperament, Ip Man is more composed and experienced, while Ling Yi is clearly inferior.
"I am Ip Man, the Wing Chun from Foshan!" Ip Man clasped his hands in greeting and introduced himself.
The onlookers and viewers in the live stream were all dumbfounded.
How come another Ip Man has suddenly appeared?
" Foshan Wing Chun, Ip Man!" Ling Yi also clasped his hands in greeting and spoke.
Ip Man frowned. This guy dared to call himself Ip Man to his face?
Even with Ip Man's good temper, he was somewhat angry.
"I know Master Ye has doubts. Beat me, and I'll tell you everything!"
"Fists and feet have no eyes!"
" Ip Man of Wing Chun, please teach me!" Ling Yi assumed the starting stance of Wing Chun.
Ip Man remained silent for a long while, then assumed the starting stance of Wing Chun and said in a deep voice, "Please enlighten me!"
At that moment, Hung Chun-nam happened to appear not far away with his group of apprentices.
Someone had attacked his Xiao Di, but that was only one aspect. The main thing was that Ling Yi was able to defeat thirty people single-handedly, which piqued Hung Chun-nam's interest.
Since I was Bored at home, I decided to come and take a look.
Unexpectedly, he witnessed a scene of the real and fake Ip Man, so Hung Chun-nam stopped and decided to take a look first.
Ling Yi and Ip Man watched each other warily, slowly moving their feet, looking for an opportunity to strike.
Although Ling Yi's acting skills are currently overflowing, he dares not be careless in the slightest.
Ling Yi felt a great threat from Ip Man.
Although his acting was superb, Ling Yi couldn't guarantee that he would actually be a match for Ip Man.
After all, Ling Yi didn't have much practical combat experience, and he was likely to suffer losses when encountering opponents of similar Master levels, especially when facing a grandmaster like Ip Man.
Both of them were gaining momentum, and their energy and spirit were gradually becoming more refined.
At one point, both of them reached their Pinnacle momentum, and as if they had planned it, they attacked simultaneously in perfect unison.