This not only excites those who already support Chinese kung fu, but these audience members are also highly likely to become students at the Wing Chun martial arts school.
As for those who originally supported the boxing champion Terry, after this incident, their hearts will be greatly impacted.
However, this is like when your favorite champion fails to defend their title, and the new champion is stronger and more outstanding than the former champion. Even if you supported the previous champion, you can't help but cheer for the new champion and acknowledge their prowess from the bottom of your heart.
Of course, excluding gamblers.
As expected, when public opinion reached its peak, The New York Times and CBS simultaneously rushed to the Wing Chun martial arts school to interview Huang Wen.
It was already the following Friday. Zhong Qiang and Reese Fisk had no classes and had returned early to practice their boxing, much to the annoyance of Uncle Zhong, who rolled his eyes repeatedly. Previously, Zhong Qiang would only visit him once every two or three weeks, but now, as soon as he returned, he would immediately head to the Wing Chun martial arts school.
If it weren't for the fact that they still had to eat at the hot pot restaurant every day for lunch and dinner, Uncle Zhong would probably be even more dissatisfied. Even so, Uncle Zhong would often grumble things like, "They treat home like a restaurant, they treat home like a hotel. They don't come back until it's time to eat or sleep."
It must be said that although Zhong Qiang and Reese Fisk both left with heavy bodies last week, after two days without practice, they genuinely felt unaccustomed. Even at school, the two of them would compare their boxing practice.
Upon returning to the Wing Chun martial arts school, the two were even more proactive in showing off in front of Huang Wen, which made Huang Wen nod in approval. Indeed, competition leads to progress.
"Mr. Huang Wen, what are your thoughts on the boxing champion Terry's previous provocation towards you?" The CBS reporter was surprisingly the same one Huang Wen had seen interviewing Tony Stark on TV last time, showing that Kingpin had indeed put in some effort.
"We Chinese have always been humble. Even as martial artists, we are based on benevolence," Huang Wen said with a faint smile, but a powerful aura emanated from his body. "We usually dismiss ordinary provocations with a smile, but!"
"Insulting Chinese martial arts is unacceptable!"
"Since that boxing champion believes our Chinese martial arts are mere theatrics, I welcome him to the Wing Chun martial arts school to fight me. All of you television stations and newspapers can also bear witness!"
"Furthermore, I make a promise here: on that day, if this boxing champion defeats me, I will give him 100,000 US dollars. Not just him, from now on, anyone who comes to challenge me and defeats me, I will give them 100,000 US dollars!"
"Of course, I am not running a charity. To prevent every Tom, Dick, and Harry from challenging me, if you lose, you must also leave 100,000 US dollars. I wonder if anyone dares to come?"
As Huang Wen spoke the last words, a confident light flickered in his eyes, staring directly into the camera, causing many viewers watching the live broadcast to shiver.
"What an arrogant kid!" Tony Stark, wearing boxing gloves, asked Happy Hogan, who was in front of him, "How many seconds would it take you to knock him down?"
"Hard to say," Happy Hogan cautiously shook his head. "That boxing champion Terry is considered the best fighter in today's combat sports world. If he can truly defeat boxing champion Terry, then I am indeed no match for him!"
"Jarvis, keep an eye on the outcome of their fight and let me know," Tony Stark took off his boxing gloves and tossed them to Happy Hogan. "Alright, that's enough practice for today. I have a date..."
"May, is that Wing Chun really that powerful?" In the Bayu Hot Pot restaurant, Coulson quietly asked May, who was in front of him.
"Very powerful," May nodded. "I've been here before, and I once learned Wing Chun for a while from Huang Hong, the previous owner of the Wing Chun martial arts school. He was very powerful, at least a bit stronger than me. As for this Huang Wen, I'm not too sure..."
"Stronger than you, May?" Coulson looked at the television with some surprise.
The interview had ended. Inside the Wing Chun martial arts school, Zhong Qiang and Reese Fisk respectfully watched Huang Wen, who was practicing on the wooden dummy, also showcasing the Wing Chun training method to the audience.
"Then, May, is it possible that he is..." Coulson lowered his voice, "After all, the Huang Hong you mentioned died at the hands of the Golen Gang, that mutant..."
"It's unlikely. After all, even if he surpasses his teacher, there's no reason he could exceed the limits of the human body," May frowned. "Moreover, the power of that 'boxing stone' is not just as simple as the human body's limit. However, it doesn't rule out that he might have other abilities!"
"Then is there a possibility of recruiting him?" Coulson's eyes lit up. "After all, his martial arts are so powerful. If we could get all our agents to learn..."
"Martial arts are about quality, not quantity!" May shook her head. "Moreover, Chinese martial arts like Wing Chun require long-term practice. More importantly, our combat skills are already sufficient; it's more about individual comprehension. As for more profound martial arts, he wouldn't teach them to outsiders."
"That's truly a pity. However, last Saturday, the entire Chinatown was sealed off for a day by a mysterious force. I don't know what happened that day, or which force sealed it off... Hmm, the interview is over, let's go take a look!" Coulson shook his head with some regret and stood up.
May stood up, placed money on the table, and shook her head, saying, "Coulson, the meal allowance is over budget. Remember to pay me back later..."
"Are they looking for trouble with Xiao Wen?" After Coulson and May left, Uncle Zhong frowned, looking towards the Wing Chun martial arts school. Although he hadn't clearly heard Coulson and May's conversation, he had vaguely heard "Golen Gang."
"Let's see what happens. If not, I'll contact those old buddies and ask them to come and testify for Xiao Wen. However, these two don't seem like police officers or anything."
At the Wing Chun martial arts school, after the newspaper and television crews left, Huang Wen practiced boxing by himself while supervising Zhong Qiang and Reese Fisk's practice.
"Hmm?" At this moment, Huang Wen suddenly stopped and looked towards the entrance of the martial arts school. Coulson and May walked in together, causing Huang Wen to frown. "Who are you?"
"FBI," Coulson skillfully pulled out his ID and looked at Huang Wen kindly, saying, "We have some matters we'd like to consult with Mr. Huang Wen about."
"FBI?" Huang Wen's eyes seemed to hold a hint of doubt, then he nodded. "Come in. What matter requires the FBI to bother my small martial arts school..."
"FBI?" Zhong Qiang and Reese Fisk, hearing this, exchanged a knowing glance, then stopped and both ran to Huang Wen's side, looking warily at Coulson and May.