Man of Tai Chi

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Sniper team in position.

- Go, go!

- Go! Police!

Finish him.

Finish him.

What happened, Chi-Tak?

You let me down.

Come on, D. Let me explain.

Next time, I promise I'll do...

You're not a warrior,

you're a rat.

Find me another contestant.

Listen to me.

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for China's new age...

New radio for China's new age...

- 98.6 Hits FM.

- 98.6 Hits FM.

Start your day right...

the right way. The right...

Tai chi, that's different.

Innocent.

- What do you think, boss?

- Start the content.

I'm on it.

We have a contender.

Stuck in traffic

and late for work?

Here's a new song

to make you feel better.

- Better.

- New radio for China's

- new age, 98.6...

- Better.

Start your day the right way.

They say it's just underground

fighting, but it's not.

There's something else

going on.

Officer Suen, please.

- You gotta get me out.

- I'll get you out. I promise.

Where are we going?

Please approach the mirror.

Please stand facing the mirror

before the white line.

Turn to the left.

Turn to the right.

Now please face the mirror...

...and state your name.

Tiger Chen.

Fight!

Congratulations.

Please.

- How do you feel?

- Good.

Good.

- Was that tai chi?

- Yes.

- Really? What style?

- My own.

How would you like to test

how good you are, Tiger?

Or could become?

No referees, no rules.

Pure fighting, man to man.

Would do you mean?

What's the job?

- You fight and get paid.

- I fight and get paid?

What about the

security position?

This pays better.

I can't fight tai chi for money.

It's dishonorable.

You must have responsibilities.

A master? Parents?

Fight for them.

- What if I lose?

- You're fired.

Call me.

Enjoy your flight home.

- Mr. Donaka Mark.

- Tiger.

- I'm interested.

- So am I.

This is how it works.

Now please face the mirror

- and state your name.

- Tiger Chen.

Fight!

Come on, let's fight!

Come on!

Come on!

Fight!

Damn, that guy's a beast.

He likes it.

- Fantastic.

- What?

Yes?

Hey, Tiger! I'm Gong.

Man, I need to shake your hand.

Who are they?

What are they doing?

What, those? For your fans.

What do you mean, my fans?

People watch?

The world over, Tiger.

They love it. They love you.

No, no one ever said anything

about showing the fights.

Hey, don't worry about it, man.

It don't get screened

in China, just overseas,

to a very select few group.

I thought this was private.

I thought...

It is. Don't worry about it.

Look, it's like pay-per-view.

People pay to see the fight,

that simple.

And right now, T-man,

you are the star!

- Were they always watching?

- Does it matter?

Is that what you fought for?

Yes.

Is that why you won?

No.

- Why'd you win?

- Because I'm better.

What's the number?

Good, they like him.

This is Gong, live from

Beijing Championship Hall,

signing off from another

fantastic fight,

where our T-man, man of tai chi,

was once again outrageous.

He has it in him.

"Fish taste pork"?

With rice, too?

Damn, I'm hungry right now, man.

- Hello?

- - I'm not interrupting, am I?

- No.

- Tomorrow night.

- What time?

- Six p.m.

See you tomorrow.

What's going on?

Where's the fight?

Does it matter?

What's going on?

Who are all those people?

Your fans.

Get yourself ready.

Here I am tonight

with my man Tiger Chen,

just before the fight.

What you got to say, Tiger?

Tell our audience how you feel.

Are you ready?

- Yes.

- All right, he's ready!

Good evening.

It is my honor to introduce

to you Tiger Chen...

...and his opponents Zian...

...and Zihou.

A fine line separates

a fighter from a warrior.

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