Outside, the teenager gasps in amazement at the powerful hidden in that debilitating punch.
Seeing his pained expression Ip Man stood up from the chair and rushed to the injured Master Liao, "Are you okay?"
Waving his hand while putting his other hand on his chest he says, "I'm okay. I'm okay. One more time."
Borrowing Ip Man's strength to finally stand back up.
'This opponent is strong,' thinking to himself, 'I need to give my full strength to stand a chance.'
Taking in a deep breath he resumes his fight stance with the leading joint from his pointer finger out.
Only pushing his leading feet forward as Master Liao again shoots an open palm attack towards his head.
Which was deflected by a block from his left arm.
Grabbing hold of his left wrist from that palm attack, Tony jerks his arm downward across his body.
As he executes a punch in Master Liao's face with his other free hand saying "hit" as it was inch close to his face.
Next Tony hits with his elbow following that punch saying "hit" before landing in contact with his opponent's body.
Seeing that his attack was blocked, Master Liao tries to hit from the right but his arm is again grabbed by Tony who lands a pretend attack only a few centimeters from Master Liao's nose.
Instead of choosing to submit Master Liao deflects Tony's arm upwards with his right hand.
But the block was unsuccessful as Tony grabs hold of his wrist and moves it across his shoulders.
Doing another pretend punch to his sternum this time.
Being in that trapped position Master Liao kicks towards his opponent with his right leg which was blocked by a raised knee.
Then Tony got to his side and hit a faint pretend kick towards the side of his knee.
If the attack was actually landed it would deeply injure Master Liao.
During this moment as he was fighting, he was suddenly grasped with anger as a thought of that night when their mother and him were tracked down resurfaces in his mind.
Unable to calm this bottled anger inside anymore as this furious sensation grasped hold of his body and flowed through his body. Disrupting the originally stable surface of his mind.
Unwilling to submit to defeat, Master Liao threw a barrage of punches towards the inside of Tony's guard.
In return, his arms slowly came under the control of Tony's movements.
As Tony's arms directed his every movement, he stopped defending and hit many succeeding short distance punches at Master Liao's sternum area.
Since it was a friendly exchange he didn't want to use his total strength in his attacks.
Otherwise with his invulnerable heavy fists would break apart his opponent's ribs.
Finally all the anger that resides in his mind became centered on his right hand as Tony shoots a forceful palm with every ounce of strength in the sternum area.
Master Liao sprawled through the air after getting the wind knocked out of him. Landing near the ground of the entrance with a loud thud.
He was occupied by the released anger that was bottled inside rushing towards the destroyed opponent to run more vengeful attacks.
But was stopped by the arm of Ip Man who says to him calmly, "Hui Liang, that's enough for the exchange."
Taking a deep bow toward his master Tony regained his calm composure and went to help support Master Liao.
As he gives strength with his arms he says to him, "Thank you for going easy on me, Master Liao. I've gained many insights."
Standing on his feet again Master Liao does a graceful kung fu salute saying, "Same here. Same here."
Soon Ip Man walks Master Liao towards the front entrance as Uncle Wang opens the door.
Then moving close in for a whispering, "Today's close door sparring...Master Ip."
Smiling, Ip Man reassures him, "Don't worry, it'll never leak out."
With a happy expression saluting as Master Liao says, "Thank you very much. I'm taking my leave."
"Farewell. So long," says Ip Man as his visitor left.
As he turns his back that calm expression was turned to that of discomfort as he holds his suffering injury.
Thoughtfully, 'Even a servant of Ip Man is so skilled...how can I even qualify as a martial artist?' Shaking his head.
By the time the visitor was leaving, the evening sky had turned to that of the dark night sky. With the lights from the mansion illuminating some of the darkness.
Ip Man had a calm faint smile on his face as he stands with his hands behind his back in a relaxed posture. Watching his visitor leaving his home.
Turning to his student by his side he instructs him, "We all have inner demons to fight, we call these demons fear, hatred, and anger. Do not fight with strength, absorb it, and it flows, use it."
Hearing this insight he bows gratefully before Ip Man, "Thank you for the lesson Master Ip Man."
Ip Man nods in appreciation of his attentive student and walks away from the entrance.
Tony knows that this time he has truly lost control of his emotions.
A good practitioner should have control over his emotions not his emotions in control of him.