"It's time. It's time," a seated martial arts master saids.
"Look, it's three," said another person from the crowd.
A man wearing a short black coat slaps the table in anger, "Where's your master?"
Then an old man in grey changshan stood up from his seat to tell the crowd, "Gentleman, the match was scheduled for 3:00p.m. Since Ip Man has failed to show up I hereby announce the vic-"
"Who saids that!"
At this instant all the people in the room look to see a figure with an intimidating pair of eyes walking through the wooden doors.
"Look! Its Senior Liang," Hui Lik calls out with excitement.
"Senior Hui!" Bruce shouts to Tony.
With a charming grin he nods in reassurance to his juniors, then staring into the eyes of Cheung with intimidating aura.
Some of the people in the crowd were looking at Tony with eyes filled with fear, while others in the room were filled with happiness.
Just by stepping foot into the room many people in the room could feel a thin layer of pressure pushing down on their body.
"Today I will represent Master Ip Man to fight for the honor of Wing Chun," he saids in an overbearing commanding tone to the grey changshan old man.
Releasing all the power from his spirit the old man didn't even dare to look at Tony in the eyes and gulped his words down his throat in fear.
"If you can even land a punch on my body," Tony tells Cheung, "then you win."
"Isn't this too arrogant," a crowd member chatters.
"This will cause his downfall."
"A shame to his master," saids another person.
But Bruce Lee and Hui Lik have eyes filled with faith.
Bruce thinks with a sneer, 'He probably couldn't even withstand Senior Liang's single finger!'
Pushing against the wooden chair he flies into the air in quick speed towards Tony.
Tony was so fast he grabbed hold of that punch towards his face, twisting it downwards with momentum.
Borrowing the inertia of Cheung's falling body Tony snaps a punch right across Cheung's face.
'He used the trapping hand,' Cheung who flew onto the ground analyzed.
"If you can't even fight me," Tony saids with condescension, "then you're not even worthy to pick up Master Ip Man's shoes."
"This is Wing Chun?!!"
"So strong!"
"How strong is that punch?!!"
Standing up from the ground he quickly rushed towards Tony throwing short distance attacks.
Tony was able to easily block away all these attacks with his elbow in swift speed.
Without Cheung noticing Tony has already placed the edge of his fingers onto his opponent's chest at efficient speed.
'When had he?' Cheung feels the ready fingers on his chest.
Using all the kinetic energy of his body and the Qi energy Tony pushes his fingers into Cheung's chest.
The force made him fly across the room with so much speed until he hits a pillar with a thump sound.
"What technique is that?" a martial arts master asked his friend by his side.
"That's the...finger hit technique!" Bruce Lee shouts out with beaming idolizing lights from his eyes.
"Senior Liang's finger hit technique?" Hui Lik from the side asks.
"Yes, it's so strong it can even pierce through stones!" Bruce tells Hui Lik who's by his side.
Cheung stands up with the support of the pillar by his side with blood leaking out from the corner of his mouth from the strike that caused an internal injury in his body.
"Master! Master!" Cheung's son from the side comes supporting his father.
"I'm okay Ah Fong," Cheung wipes away the blood with the corner of his white changshan.
The boy looks with tearful eyes at his father who looks injured from that attack by Tony.
Cheung begins rushing towards Tony again, but this time grabbing hold of the short knives that are by the side.
Tony blocks the strike of the knife from above him by Cheung with his bare elbows.
"What's happening?!"
"Impenetrable body??"
"You've lost Cheung," Tony tells him while his fingers come in contact with Cheung's chest.
Tony pushes an inch-punch attack on his sternum which made his opponent land on the ground.
This time Cheung was unable to get up, the injury was too much at the moment that all the energy in his body was seemingly sapped away from that hit.
He looks at Tony while covering his injured area with his hand, "This time my Wing Chun lost to your Wing Chun style. I recognise that I'm defeated"
The room was silent except for the flashing of the camaras of the reporters who were excited taking pictures of the memorable moment.
Everyone was looking at Tony with amazement, it was as though in this moment what stands in the middle of the room was no longer a human being.
Instead, in their perspective Tony has already surpassed the level of Grandmaster of Wing Chung, transcending into an unsurpassable martial arts existence unheard of in history.
"It's not the weakness of style," Tony saids with his eyes looking down at Cheung who's on the floor. "The weakness is you, the fighter! Don't let pride cover that truth."
Cheung who was on the floor was truly stunned repeating, "...The weakness is the fighter.."
With that saying Tony takes steps out of that quiet room as everyone watches his leaving back.
After Tony left the room, everyone clapped in loud applause at the marvelous victory.
This is a fight that will be forever remembered in the annals of martial arts history.
Never had the world seen a genius fighter who possesses such an unsurpassable degree of prowess.
In that victorious fight Tony has become a legend at the peak of martial arts history.