100 Yards (门前宝地)

How is Master doing?

Not good.

Your top apprentice is back.

Have a duel.

Have a seat.

This isn't for us to watch.

Shen An, your kung fu has improved.

You taught me well ten years ago.

If you don't beat him,

he won't know what I taught you.

Later, he'll be beaten by others.

That's more like it.

Master!

Your master has passed.

Let us bear witness.

The academy will not pass to his son

but to his top apprentice.

He'll be in charge from now on.

Father was known for being cultivated.

Growing up, he never lost his temper.

One day, he snapped at me.

I knew our father-son relationship was over,

and he wouldn't be around much longer.

Tell me.

Can I win?

Whether you win or lose,

the academy is Qi Quan's.

He can have it.

But I want another fight.

Father's words are spreading

that his apprentice got all his skills,

not his son.

I've been humiliated.

Your father hoped that you would leave the circle.

He arranged a job for you at the bank,

but you refused.

He was trying to stop you.

I'm gifted in martial arts.

If I did anything else,

my skills would be wasted.

Are you more gifted than your father?

In the past, martial artists were looked down upon.

We were thought to be vulgar and ruthless.

Now, those in power

have turned us into celebrities.

Your father arranged a job for you at a bank.

He used all of his connections to do it.

This martial arts circle

will never have it that easy.

Seize it and move up.

Don't look back.

In the future, your children will be grateful.

After the fight, I'll take the bank job.

There will be no fight!

No judge, witness, or referee.

Not one person will show up.

Repeat after me.

There will be no fight.

There will be no fight.

The vendors start making money around four o'clock.

That's when the hoodlums show up.

When Father was shopping,

they wouldn't dare try anything.

Thank you for taking over the academy

and keeping the tradition.

Of course.

You learned my family's three Fist Fight Forms.

Do you want to learn the fourth?

Oh, is there one?

It's this.

Young Master, please stop.

We're trying to make a living here.

That was just dirt.

Keep going...

and I'll switch to iron.

Martial artists don't fight in the street.

Only hoodlums do that.

Let's not make fools of ourselves.

Sorry, Wu.

Shen An!

Gui Ying.

Don't laugh. I'm performing at city hall.

I've got to hurry. No time to talk.

What did you promise me?

There was no fight.

I had a chat with Qi Quan about fighting forms.

Don't be a smart ass.

You'll never last.

People are curious about martial artists.

Everyone wants to pick a fight

to see how skilled you are.

You will never go out on your own.

You will be surrounded by bodyguards,

not for protection,

but so you don't have to be constantly on guard.

It will make you crazy.

Do you really want this kind of life?

Go work at the bank.

You'll stop being harassed by people.

Young Master has quit the circle.

The lot of you,

report to the new academy chief.

Stop hanging around him unless you're quitting too.

We bid you farewell then.

You have a visitor.

He remains standing.

I couldn't get him to sit down.

Qi Quan sent me.

I humiliated you in the market.

Bones take three months to heal.

This is a formal apology.

Do you accept it?

The teapot is still intact,

but your bone is broken.

The teapot must stay intact,

or I'll look incompetent.

That I believe.

When my father went to the market,

I always thought he was a threat to you.

I've only learned now

that you were a threat to him.

You could've taken his life at any time.

He didn't go every day.

Most days,

you could still extort the vendors.

Playing vigilante

was just a show.

We all played our parts.

Because of the old man,

we made a little less,

but the market vendors continued to come.

Shen An, the bank manager is looking for you.

This is an old friend of mine.

He claims his bodyguards are highly skilled.

I told him I have someone skilled too.

Why don't you give it a shot?

We need two weeks of training before any duel

for both parties to perform their best.

Martial arts is reacting to extraordinary events, no?

Consider this an extraordinary event.

Even if we fight, you can't watch.

Dueling in public

is an insult to our predecessors.

Give me a room

and I'll fight them.

You can see who walks out in one piece.

You have too many excuses.

What's up? What's up?

Sorry,

I'll pass.

The guy is leaving.

He doesn't want to fight. What do you think about that?

- What a coward. - What do you think?

You said it.

I didn't, you know?

What are you laughing at?

Dearest Shen An.

I'll fight.

No kicking.

He can't kick me.

My arms are longer than his legs.

Go ahead.

I don't need to kick you to beat you.

- Come on. - Yes.

Come on.

Kevin!

For three months,

I thought I did a good job.

But I'm still just a martial artist to you.

I can't be bothered to write a letter.

Consider this my resignation.

In Tianjin,

every fight

is arranged in advance

by us.

From hundreds to dozens.

From dozens to one-on-one.

We don't get involved in personal disputes

and we limit the use of violence.

That's what we're supposed to do.

And what do you do?

Recruit hoodlums from the piers?

Have them bow to you?

Train them?

That's an accomplishment.

Our circle has never mingled with hoodlums.

We lose this balance

and there will be chaos.

Apologize for your wrongdoing.

Apologize!

He's the academy chief now.

We can't lecture him like a kid.

You're wrong.

And I'm wrong.

In this city,

our circle is like a piece of wood

wedged between a rafter and a column.

We're responsible for keeping the balance.

We can't become bigger.

If there's chaos in our circle,