Twenty years of power!" The host trembled, then looked at Huang Wen with shining eyes. "So, if we train for twenty years, we can possess such powerful strength?"
"That's right, as long as you persevere, you will succeed." Huang Wen nodded with a smile. "However, everything must be learned from the basics. I've simply divided our Wing Chun into six levels: Apprentice, Beginner, Proficient, Expert, Master, and Grandmaster."
"As long as you reach the Proficient level, defeating a boxer like the one just now is absolutely no problem. As for the higher Master and Grandmaster levels, that requires time and experience to hone."
"Then, may I ask, what level is Mr. Huang currently at?" the host quickly interjected.
"Naturally, Grandmaster level." Huang Wen smiled faintly, a hint of pride flashing across his face. "As you can see, a Grandmaster only needs one punch to deal with a world-class boxing champion."
"Then, Mr. Huang, how much does our Wing Chun Martial Arts School charge?" The host looked at Huang Wen with anticipation. "I also want to come to our Wing Chun Martial Arts School to practice boxing…"
"I won't discuss the fees on TV, so as not to seem like I'm advertising." Huang Wen shook his head with a smile. "However, anyone interested in the Wing Chun Martial Arts School is welcome to come and see. After all, my martial arts school isn't too big; it can only accommodate so many people…"
"And as I said last time, if anyone still thinks I'm all show and no substance, feel free to challenge me. But remember to prepare a hundred thousand US dollars, otherwise, I won't casually make a move!"
The live television broadcast essentially ended there. This broadcast was shorter than anyone expected, but it left a very deep impression, as people's worldview was shattered.
You see, the world boxing champion, especially King Terry, was already considered the strongest fighter in people's perception. Of course, people also knew that King Terry wouldn't be champion forever.
However, people couldn't imagine that someone could send King Terry flying so far with one punch. This was a live broadcast, with so many people watching nearby. Even if it were fake, there were no wires or props like that.
At this moment, many Americans once again began to dream of kung fu. After hearing Huang Wen's classification of Wing Chun levels, they couldn't help but think, even if they couldn't reach the Grandmaster or Master level, wouldn't reaching the Proficient level allow them to defeat a world champion?
At the Wing Chun Martial Arts School, the onlookers, except for some disappointed gamblers who looked crestfallen, all looked at Huang Wen with anticipation, wanting to sign up to learn Wing Chun.
If it weren't for the awe-inspiring power of Huang Wen's punch and the presence of Kingpin Group personnel maintaining order, the crowd would have already surged forward.
"Mr. Huang, how exactly does our Wing Chun Martial Arts School charge? I really want to learn!" After putting down the microphone, the host quickly approached Huang Wen and asked expectantly.
"Eight hundred US dollars a year. You can use the equipment as you like. For teaching, classes are divided, with about fifty people per class, and each lesson is an hour and a half." Reese Fisk and Zhong Qiang walked over and began to explain.
"There are two classes in the morning and four classes in the afternoon each week. Each person can attend three classes a week. Of course, you can also follow along and practice while others are using the equipment, as the Wing Chun Martial Arts School doesn't have separate rooms."
These times were all discussed by Reese Fisk and Zhong Qiang together, and after showing them to Huang Wen, who found no problems, he agreed.
"Okay, I'll get a card right away!" The host nodded quickly. "My name is Bud. I'll have to trouble you two senior brothers for your guidance in the future!"
Bud knew that Reese Fisk was the son of an important figure, so he naturally humbled himself and tried to build a connection.
"Okay, come with me." Zhong Qiang and Reese Fisk nodded with a smile, leading Bud inside. "Leave your name and phone number, then wait for us to notify you of class times. Of course, you can also come over to exercise anytime."
Soon, Bud came out happily with a Wing Chun Martial Arts School card. His photographer colleague quickly handed the equipment to Bud and then also walked inside.
"Let people in, have them line up." Reese Fisk's voice reached the ears of the Kingpin Group personnel, who immediately maintained order and slowly let people in.
Eight hundred US dollars a year was an awkward amount for most Americans. To say it was little wasn't entirely true, as a normal gym was only around five hundred dollars a year. But to say it was a lot wasn't true either, especially since they could learn a powerful boxing style like Wing Chun.
Therefore, after some hesitation, some Americans with relatively full wallets lined up, one by one, to come in, pay, and get their cards.
As for King Terry, he had long since slipped away at some unknown time.
"Won with one punch? Heh heh." Coulson heard the news from his subordinate agent and couldn't help but chuckle. "He's not even afraid of being seen through, truly fearless. He wouldn't even bother to act. But they must have made a lot of money from the betting, right?"
"Sir, there's a result regarding the fight you were previously following between King Terry and Huang Wen of the Wing Chun Martial Arts School." The voice of Jarvis reached Tony Stark's ears. He had just woken up from a night with a beauty and had gone to the next room, waiting for Pepper Potts to see the person off.
"Oh, that bragging kid. How many moves did he lose in?" Tony Stark picked up a glass of wine and asked with a smile.
"One move." Jarvis made a human-like gesture with one finger. Just as the mockery on Tony Stark's lips hadn't fully formed, Jarvis continued to add, "With one move, he sent King Terry flying, and he flew more than ten meters away!"
"How is that possible? Did he take steroids?" Tony Stark frowned upon hearing this, looking at Jarvis seriously. "That kid definitely cheated. Jarvis, find out everything about it!"
"Yes, sir." Jarvis responded and then began to investigate the information on King Terry and Huang Wen. "Sir, I regret to inform you that while there was indeed some kind of transaction between King Terry and Huang Wen, that fight just now was real."
"I have repeatedly analyzed the speed and strength Huang Wen displayed during the fight. I believe that among normal humans, it is currently impossible for anyone to be his opponent."
"Normal human? Then is he a mutant?" Tony Stark thought of something and asked again.
"No, according to data analysis, he is a pure human. However, his physical fitness surpasses the limits of the human body, much like the Captain from back then. However, he has not yet reached the Captain's level." Jarvis paused before giving his answer.
"Interesting." Tony Stark's lips curled up, but upon seeing Pepper Potts walk in, he instantly put the matter of Huang Wen out of his mind.