The Grandmaster Page #3

A string of firecrackers.

That move, isn't that Hung Gar?

I'm a jack of all trades.

You do mix it up.

What's wrong with that?

So long as it works.

The 64 Hands have endless combinations.

Your Wing Chun is a three-trick pony.

Spade, Pin, Sheath.

How can it compete?

Three's enough to take care of you.

Yong, your fireworks have fizzled.

What of it? I'm an old man.

Youth trumps skill.

He might be a grandmaster,

but don't hold back.

You'd better win.

This has been a real privilege.

To victory!

Good luck.

Every generation produces new talent.

Mr Ip, we were fated to meet.

For my final contest

I suggest we match wits,

not skill.

Do you accept?

As our guest,

it's up to you.

When our Union was founded 25 years ago,

a man came from the South.

He offered a challenge.

He held out a flat cake

and asked our Master to break.

Our Master wasn't offended.

He even named the man our first chairman.

It wasn't because of his kungfu

but what he said -

Kungfu divides into North and South.

Must the country divide as well?

That man was also from Foshan -

Ip Yun-biu.

He was a great man.

Today,

meeting another Mr Ip,

I will ask that same question.

Mr Ip,

can you break this cake in my hand?

A Tai Chi master kept a bird from flying

by giving it no perch

from which to fly.

The Old Master's skill is too great.

Mr Ip is a sparrow in his palm.

I don't think he can do it.

The world is a big place.

Why limit it to North and South?

It holds you back.

To you,

this cake is the country.

To me it's much more.

Break from what you know

and you will know more.

If the Southern arts go far,

what boundary is the North?

Would you agree?

Well said.

All my life, I've been the victor.

My technique has never failed me.

I never thought I'd see

the limits of my own vision.

Mr Ip,

today I've made you famous.

In future,

you'll face challenges at every step.

I hope you'll be like me.

Pass on the torch.

Never give up the faith.

Keep the light burning.

Miss Gong, you mustn't do this.

The Gongs have never been defeated.

I will redeem our honor.

Give this to Ip. He'll understand.

I have no chance

to be as great as Father.

It wasn't my choice.

But I'll make my mark.

Go.

Tonight, following Northern custom,

the winner will host a banquet.

Neither Ip Man nor I will attend.

You'll represent me.

Don't worry.

I'll do the right thing.

Let's go!

Of Master Gong's martial arts,

Ma San inherited the steel

and his daughter the silk.

She is the sole heir to the 64 Hands.

Her moves are deadly.

In booking the whole place first,

she forces your hand.

Don't underrate Gong Er.

The Martial World has four taboos:

monks, Taoist priests, women and children.

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