Master.
Bruce.
Starting from today,
you can pair up with Eldest Brother to practice.
Really? That's great!
Go over there and practice.
Thank you, Master!
Thank you. The championship will be ours.
-Good luck, Blair! -Thanks.
-We'll do our best for all of you. Bye! -Good luck. Bye bye!
Come here, Xiaoman.
Go. Bruce will regret this.
Don't think about it too much. This is a great opportunity.
Blair's waiting for you.
Ms. Ingrid's calling for you.
You should get on board.
I'm going.
Good bye! See you!
Bye! Good luck!
Wing Chun stresses actual combat.
One-on-one combat allows you to check if your skills have improved.
Today, I'd like to see how much you've improved
your kung fu skills.
Pair up and go practice.
Come on.
-Bruce, can I train with you? -Sure, brother.
I'd like to learn some moves from you.
Xinli.
Bruce is still new here. You two cannot pair up.
Master, I'm not scared.
I want to learn from him.
How can I improve if I don't practice with a master?
You're not afraid of his fists?
Of course, I am.
But how can I improve
if I don't take some punches?
Okay. Let him do three-move combos.
Your posture, balance, and stance must be correct...
so that your hands and feet can strike with accuracy, speed, and ferocity.
I understand, Master.
Cut out the useless, showy moves.
Again.
That's it.
We're training for fights, not for showing off.
Pay attention to the distance between you and your opponent,
then you'll be successful at attacking others
and defending yourself.
That's it.
Stop.
Brother!
Good!
Master, it's not fair to let him try his three moves on me.
-Good! -Great!
You may go now.
-Carry on, everyone. -Bruce,
you just used wild punches and raised feet.
Did Master Shao teach you that?
No, I figured it out myself.
By yourself?
Tell me how you figured it out.
Last semester, I was beaten up by a student who knew boxing.
I didn't give in.
One day,
I was looking through some books on kung fu and came across this sentence:
"Pigs push with their heads, chickens fight with their wings."
They have their own ways of getting food.
That's to say...
that when you're defending, you have to mimic a pig.
And when you attack, act like a fighting chicken,
who pecks his opponent and flaps his wings frantically.
Actually, these are just to confuse his enemy.
The key is to distract the opponent.
You need to find an opening, when he's too busy to protect himself,
to kick him in his weak spots.
Those crazy kung fu books written by scholars.
You learnt this from those?
That's good. This is a useful trick.
I said the key to learning kung fu is to sharpen your mind.
Only by sharpening your mind can you perceive the way of kung fu.
Bruce, you understand.
Good.
I got it, Master.
The key to learning kung fu is a sharp mind.
You're very perceptive.
When you're training, remember to avoid flashy moves.
Less showmanship, more strategy.
I understand.
Less stowmanship.
Master, what is "stowmanship"?
I didn't say "stowmanship".
I said "showmanship". "Show", not "stow".
-Less showmanship, more strategy. -Yes.
I got it.
-Good. You may go now. -Okay.
Bruce, how can you be in the mood to read?
One day, you'll regret this.
I never regret what I do.
Did you know Xiaoman was crying when she boarded the ship?
Before she boarded,
she waited for you, crying.
Alright. That's enough.
I told her not to go. She went anyway.
Don't blame me.
Maybe she's the one who'll regret it.
So you're pissed off?
The only thing that worries me is that foreign devil, Blair.
When he looks at Xiaoman--
-Enough. -You saw that lustful look on his face?
Stop talking about it, okay?
I'm doing it for your own good.
You're insane.
It's all for your own good.
-Xiaoman was so upset. -What's going on?
She was in tears.
You hit me? You're a moron.
-I'm talking! Aren't you listening? -His nose is bleeding.
How could Bruce do that?
Hey. Look up.
Are you crazy?
How could you hit A Lin?
I didn't do it on purpose.
I hit him on the nose by accident.
You've let me down.
Why don't you go hit Blair if you're so angry?
Why hit me?
Bruce.
How could you let her go in tears?
I felt so bad for her.
Everyone, come over here.
Master has something important
to announce.
Today, we received an invitation
from our fellow martial artists in Taiwan.
I'm taking six students with me
to give lectures on Wing Chun techniques.
We'll also be sharing our techniques with the martial artists there.
This trip to Taiwan
will help you improve your kung fu skills.
The six winners of today's tournament will go with me to Taiwan.
Let's begin!
The winners of the first round will advance to the second.
The winners of the second round will go with Master Ip.
Begin.
-Bruce and Xinli, you two pair up. -Okay.
-Good. Let's begin. -Stop.
Xinli, you won. Come here.
Master, you said everything should be fair.
But this is not.
Bruce, how can you talk to Master like this?
Master, we haven't started yet.
How can you say he has won?
You haven't started, but there's already a winner.
I can't believe that, Master.
If we compete, I can beat him in one match.
Go ahead then.
Xinli, go gentle on him.
Okay.
Great! Great!
Let me try again. I'll beat him for sure.
Okay.
Xinli, go gentle on him again.
Don't go easy on me!
Great! Great!
Come on.
Okay. Continue.
Come back!
Zhongliang, while I'm away,
you must push all the students to keep training.
Especially, Bruce.
He's talented.
He's gifted, physically and mentally.
You should try to calm him down.
I understand, Master.
I wanted to take Bruce with me...
but I figured he should stay here to refine his technique.
Remember, Zhongliang,
you must make Bruce practice his basic skills,
-and push him forward. -Got it.
-He can train with the wooden dummy. -It's getting late, Master.
Okay.
QUEEN'S PIER
Bruce, just go back.
No, I want to see Master off.
Actually,
master was going to take you to Taiwan.
So why isn't he?
Before that day you beat Xinli with the wild punches
and raised feet.
Master was interested in taking you to Taiwan.
However, Master felt that
you were much too eager to win.
So? Should I have lost?
More haste, less speed.
Bruce, when you fought Xinli in the tournament
your muscles were really tense.
Think about it. Can you win like that?
Then why didn't you tell me?
Brother.
Brother, is there a way for me
to rapidly improve my combat fighting skills?
There are some old sayings:
First, master the basic skills.
Second, compete with and learn from others.
Brother, can you practice with me every day?
Master's left me all these students. I have to look after everyone.
Also, if you want to improve,
you need to fight against different opponents.
Once Master and the others are back, you'll have more people to train with.
But I can't wait any longer. Take that!
Come on.
Brother, I can't wait another day.
Bruce, you're really talented,
but you're not focused. You're too anxious.
Of course I am. Brother, you are aware that school break isn't that long?
I have to hurry up and learn as much as possible. Right?
Learning kung fu is a life-long commitment.
It's no use if you're too anxious.
But you understand, right?
Keep practicing the basics.
Don't just train on the wooden dummy.
But Master told me to train on it.
Yes. Master told you to do it because you're talented.
But you haven't been learning kung fu for long.
I trained with other apprentices for three years
before I started on the wooden dummy.
Master often says
that no one can become a Wing Chun master without talent.
But without mastering the basics
it'll all be for nothing.
I understand, brother.
-Then go practice. -Okay.
-Give it to me. -Okay.
LIN'S RESTAURANT
Good. Come down.
A Lin?
So... you're working here?
No. My family just opened this restaurant.
We're getting things ready for its grand opening.
Jones.
Bring your friends here later. I'll give you a discount.
It's such a nice restaurant.
By the way, have you seen Bruce Lee lately?
What's he doing?
I guess...
he's training at the Wing Chun academy.
So, Jones, why are you looking for him?
No reason. Just asking.
-Bye. -Bye.
Bruce, go home.
You'll injure yourself if you keep practicing like this.
You need to be more aware
of why you're training.
Got it.
Bruce Lee.
Jones, what are you doing here?
What? Can't I come here?
Were you looking for me?
So, your summer homework is just fighting with a big tree?
So what?
Let's go, Bruce.
We're both lonely souls right now.
Let's have coffee together.
Won't you accept my offer?
Come on.
Have you heard from Xiaoman?
I haven't heard from Blair, either. Not even a phone call.
You're talking about Blair with me?
Of course not. I hate him.
Because he didn't take you with him?
Don't worry about it too much.
Blair went on my behalf.
The Student Union
didn't actually choose Blair.
Why didn't you go?
That's my own business.
Once we finish our coffee,
I'd like to ask you to come dance with me
at the best cha-cha hall.
Sorry, I'm not interested.
In me or in cha-cha?
Both.
You're quite a character!
I speak my mind.
Is Blair the reason you talk to me like this?
Actually, Bruce,
you don't know me at all.
I've never shown you disrespect.
Never.
I actually admire you.
I even want you to teach me...
cha-cha.
But since you're Chinese, it seems you don't trust me
or any of the other British students.
It's not that I don't trust you.
It's you lot who think that
A Lin, the other Chinese students, and I
shouldn't be allowed to sit in the same classroom as you.
And that annoying Ingrid.
No need to get angry.
Everything's changed now.
I didn't even realize that Ingrid and Blair
didn't want me to perform in the first place.
Bruce,
you shouldn't have let Xiaoman go with Blair.
I didn't.
It was her choice. She has no integrity.
Integrity? Would she have shown integrity if she'd stayed? I don't get it.
You'll never understand.
Bruce, I brought you here for coffee, not arguments.
Sorry.
If you don't want to listen, then I'll leave.
Wait!
You should say goodbye like a real gentleman.
12 pounds of yellow croaker? Fine. No problem.
I'll have them delivered right away,
Okay. Goodbye.
A Lin, where are you going?
Take this. Go deliver the fish.
Mr. Zhang wants 12 pounds of fish.
Get the fish from our family's fish stall and then deliver it.
Dad, I've been working here all afternoon.
I've spent my whole school break at home.
Are you're going to keep me working here?
Our restaurant's opening soon.
Someone has to watch the fish stall.
Then hire someone.
Hire someone? You're telling me to hire someone?
I know you're going to see Bruce.
No! You have to deliver the fish!
Put this on.
Don't go see Bruce!
A Lin, you're becoming a fishmonger?
I've been so busy this summer.
The new semester's starting soon,
-Finished your homework? -Yes, I have.
I'm worried about your makeup exam when school starts.
It's fine. At worst, I can't go back to that school.
Oh, it's fine?
You wanna piss off your Dad?
I'm having a terrible vacation this summer.
-Any word from Xiaoman? -No.
I saw Jones.
Did she come see you?
She even treated me to coffee.
She... she did?
How come?
Is she taking advantage?
Did she do anything else?
What do you mean?
She'd die of anger trying to chase you!
She's probably just checking me out.
You're so full of yourself!
Bruce, I'm not done yet.
Keep talking then.
What you looking at?
Do you have a problem with your clothes?
That's none of your business.
What are you doing? Looking at me like that...
You're just a jack-of-all-trades.
Why would I look at you?
You...
Piss off.
This is a public road.
Why so tyrannical?
I'm not in a good mood today. Don't piss me off!
Bruce, let's go.
Go find someone good enough to train you.
You think you're so manly...
beating a bunch of clothes.
Well, today's your lucky day.
Bruce, look at him.
He's so small and skinny. Like a beggar.
If you beat him up, no one will get him a coffin.
Forget about it.
Let me tell you.
No one knows who's going to win.
Alright.
I'm in a bad mood today.
I was gonna let you go
but you've pissed me off.
Now I'm ready to fight with just about anyone.
Wanna fight?
Bring it on!
Bruce!
Stop!
What's your name?
Kung fu. I came out to practice my kung fu skills.
Kung fu?
Thank you.
Welcome back! You have made us proud.
Thank you.
Aren't you going down to greet them?
Why haven't you gone down either?
Same as you. I'd rather stay here.
So they're back. What's it got to do with me?
Qin Xiaoman and Blair were holding hands.
-That's none of my business. -Do you really want to give her up?
She's the one who left me.
Was that rude of me?
I want you to kiss me in front of the whole class, including Blair.
I don't want you to hold back.
I won't if you don't either.
Sir, the guy from Lin's fish stall is here to deliver the fish.
-Master Wang, here's the fish you ordered. -Good fish. Take them over there.
Come here, young man.
Have some tea.
It's hot today.
Please, have some tea.
Bruce, wait a second.
Let me explain.
I'll tell you everything.
I'm not interested.
-Bruce, you can't treat me like this. -Why not?
Hello!
A Lin. You're early today.
You have to buy me a drink today.
Why?
You said I should ask around about that yellow brat.
I found him.
Where?
That yellow brat is actually a servant at Wang Yunsheng's academy.
A servant?
How can a servant have such great kung fu skills?
Really! I saw him.
Dad asked me to deliver fish to Wang's academy.
I saw that yellow brat.
He was serving tea for Wang Yunsheng.
He was bowing down respectfully. He didn't dare say a word.
He even served me some tea.
Served you some tea?
That's impossible!
Don't lie so that I'd buy you a drink.
How can such a skilled guy be a servant at a kung fu academy?
You don't believe me?
Let's make a bet!
-Really? -Really.
OK. If you're telling the truth, I'll buy you a drink.
I'll go find him.
-Where are you going? -To Wang Yunsheng's academy.
You can't go there! What if you get beaten up?
That's impossible!
Our first two classes today are with Ms. Ingrid.
Then ask her to excuse me.
Just make up some excuse.
Please.
Whenever I hear this sound--
no matter what others say--
Whenever I hear this sound,
I just feel so at ease.
You'd probably get bored of it if you heard it all day.
I just really missed this sound.
Okay. Once they finish this sequence,
I'll arrange a competition. You can pick the contestants.
Got it.
No incompetent students come from strong teachers.
Lichao, you're mocking me.
What kind of a world are we living in?
If someone wants to do something good,
he has to protect himself. Right?
That's true.
Lichao,
you can choose whoever you like.
After all, these apprentices won't stay with me for the rest of their lives.
That's true.
Don't worry, Master.
I won't treat you unfairly.
Thank you.
WANG YUNCHENG'S ACADEMY
What are you doing?
Hello, Master Wang.
What do you want?
I just came to have a look.
Where are you from?
I'm from Wing Chun Academy.
I came here to train with your apprentices.
Train? Who sent you here?
Nobody. I came here myself.
Your Master and I are old friends.
But...
an apprentice of Master Ip would never come over without an invitation.
Don't lie about coming over to my academy to train.
Isn't Master Ip away giving lectures in Taiwan?
Yes. Master Ip's not home.
So I came here on my own.
Looks like Master Ip didn't teach you about kung fu etiquette.
That's not true.
Master has taught me all the rules.
So I came of my own accord to train with some guys here.
I'm not here to challenge you.
Train? Challenge?
You're full of yourself.
Go.
Please.
Stop!
Master.
I want to train with that yellow brat.
Go train with him.
Good! Good!
Great!
Come on.
Leave.
Get out!
Bruce, let me help you in.
No, thanks.
I don't want Mom to know that I'm injured.
You can go home now. Give me the bike.
I was thinking,
Bruce must've gone to Wang's academy to steal their skills.
That's why he was beaten up.
Really. He didn't get injured in a tussle.
Uncle Lee, Aunt Lee.
Don't blame him.
Things just turned out this way.
Ever since he started his kung fu training,
Bruce has totally changed.
He's not interested in anything else.
Whenever he's home, he's either in his room, thinking,
or practicing kung fu in the yard.
I don't know what he thinks about all day.
This time he got beaten up.
It's a good lesson for him.
He's always been a difficult kid.
He doesn't respect anyone.
Just let him sulk.
Okay. Come on. Go check on your son.
Tell him to focus on his studies.
-You... -Go on!
-You may go. -Okay.
Morning, brother.
TO: MASTER IP, WINGCHUN ACADEMY FROM: WANG YUSHENG
Don't you know the rules?
Tell me.
Are you shitting on Master's advice about respecting kung fu etiquette?
Are you trying to start a war between the two academies?
It could cost lives!
You maniac! You maniac!
Brother, I apologize.
What's wrong? Did I kick you badly?
Not as bad as someone did yesterday.
I just didn't dodge fast enough.
What? You were beaten up yesterday?
I didn't have time to explain, before Brother kicked me.
Give him a hand. Why are you standing there?
It's okay.
You got injured at Wang's academy, and you didn't say a word.
You're really hurt. I was too hard on you.
It's okay. You taught me a lesson.
Don't feel too guilty.
If I hadn't trained one-on-one with you,
you wouldn't have given me a chance to get kicked.
Even now, I'm still thinking about that kick.
I was fuming. Do you know how I felt
when I received that letter from Wang Yunsheng's academy?
Frankly, it'd be chaos if two academies began fighting each other.
There'd be injuries, even deaths.
-Brother, have a seat. -Here.
I know you're doing me a favor.
Let's not talk about that.
Brother, do you know the difference
between Wang's kicking style and yours?
That guy's kick was vicious, with broad movements.
That kick felt like being beaten with a wooden club.
You're really fast.
Like a flash of lightning. It feels like a mallet.
I was thinking, if I could combine Wang's strength
with the speed of Wing Chun,
it'd be phenomenal.
You've been thinking about all this while recovering from an injury?
I know.
Our Wing Chun techniques rely on adhesion power.
The closer you are to your opponent, the easier it is to apply.
Wang's kicking style is fierce.
They kick out from a certain distance.
As long as you have enough room, one kick could be deadly.
To tell you the truth,
I went there to find out what their kicks were like.
That's why I went over to Wang's.
You went there to court death?
No, not to court death. To fight!
Subtitle translation by Vicky Wang