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The more Master Raccoon fought, the more frightened he became, and the more powerless he felt.

He felt as if he wasn't fighting an opponent, but facing a mirror, a mirror that could perfectly reflect and surpass him.

His martial arts skills seemed to become a source of nourishment for his opponent in the face of the opponent's terrifying talent.

Soon, Master Raccoon was completely outmatched, only able to parry and utterly powerless to retaliate.

Van Cann's punches and kicks were like a storm, forcing him to retreat continuously, and his breathing began to become disordered.

But Van Cann did not mock his poor skills as Master Raccoon had done before.

"Just like I said, your mind is in turmoil, Master Raccoon."

"Your martial arts skills are not limited to this, but now, you can't even use eight-tenths of your full strength."

Because what drives you to act is not calm judgment, but guilt and anger.

Van Cann delivered a powerful pounce, sending Master Raccoon staggering back several steps, and continued.

"Part of the anger is directed at me, the outsider who descended from the sky and stole the glory of your disciple."

Perhaps part of it is directed at the silent version of myself from the past?

Back then, you didn't choose to stand up for your disciple Da Long, and you often regret it.

Now, you've chosen to stand up for Tigress and her gang, and repay them with double the revenge.

Van Cane's punches and kicks were powerful; each strike could easily shatter a boulder. He attacked with a whirlwind of force.

The force of their exchange swept through the hall, stirring the still water beneath the jade dragon.

The rippling water distorted the reflections of lights and people into fragmented, shimmering spots of light.

"But the past is the past."

"The past is like a fleeting image in this pond; once the ripples appear, it can no longer be grasped or changed."

Clinging to reflections will only obscure your view of the present.

He seized upon the flaw in Master Raccoon's moves.

With a skillful grappling move that combined the ferocity of a tiger with the agility of a monkey, he grabbed Master Raccoon's wrist and, with a quick pull, struck him on the shoulder with his other hand.

Master Raccoon let out a muffled groan, and his entire body involuntarily flew backward.

He managed to adjust his posture in mid-air, staggered to the ground, and stumbled back several steps before finally managing to stand up, his face turning red and white in turns.

He lost.

And the defeat was so complete, so... humiliating.

Van Can stood still, his breathing steady, as if the fierce battle hadn't taken much of his strength.

He looked at Master Raccoon with a calm gaze, devoid of the arrogance of a victor.

Master Raccoon was panting, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the pool of water beside him, ruffled by the strong wind.

The ripples on the water reflected his current appearance, his face a mixture of shock, resentment, pain, and a trace of... bewilderment.

The reflection in the water distorted with the ripples, making its appearance somewhat ferocious.

He was stunned, almost unable to believe that the disheveled and angry figure in the water was himself.

Master Raccoon was silent for a moment, then straightened his slightly hunched back, his voice filled with weariness and resentment.

"You... won."

"master,"

Van Can raised an eyebrow. "I remember you should have another move... the Limitless Iron Finger Grip didn't work, did it?"

Wuji Iron Finger Clasp?

When this kung fu was mentioned, Master Raccoon instinctively assumed a starting stance, but quickly withdrew it, snorted coldly, turned around, and said in a stiff tone.

"The Wuji Iron Finger Buckle is just a legend based on hearsay."

Do you really believe that there exists a terrifying skill in the world that can shatter a person's entire body?

With his back to Van Can, a hint of struggle and hesitation flashed across his face.

"The Divine Dragon Manual is yours."

I... am no match for you either.

He did indeed have one more ultimate move he hadn't used yet—the Limitless Iron Finger Grip.

That move was incredibly powerful, but it also had many limitations. It could only be used when the enemy was temporarily subdued, and once it was used, it could not be stopped.

Besides, he was also afraid.

He feared that if he used this move, it would be learned by the incredibly talented Van Can.

Then he would truly have no way to stop this new Dragon Warrior in the future.

If Van Can's intentions become impure at that time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"The Divine Dragon Manual, which contains infinite secrets of kung fu, is right there."

Master Raccoon strode out of the hall without looking back, his voice low and deep.

"You can now... enjoy the fruits of your victory."

The raccoon didn't want to use his incredibly powerful and difficult-to-return Infinite Iron Finger on him, whether because he couldn't make up his mind or because he wanted to hide his strength for later.

Don't underestimate Master Raccoon's flexibility and wisdom just because he seems stern and a bit unapproachable.

But it doesn't matter, even just showing a starting stance is enough.

As the words of Master Raccoon's profound understanding of the essence of the Wuji Iron Finger martial arts flowed through his mind, Van Ken smiled.

Compared to the Divine Dragon Manual, he had already obtained what he truly desired.

Speaking of the Divine Dragon Manual—

Looking up at the ceiling, Van Can suddenly moved.

With a swift movement, he leaped up as lightly as a monkey, reached out, and took the dragon scroll from the jade dragon's mouth.

Then, to Master Raccoon's astonishment,

Van Can landed, flicked his wrist, and casually tossed the coveted torrent scroll toward Master Raccoon!

Master Raccoon almost instinctively reached out and caught it.

He was stunned. He looked down at the scroll in his hand, then looked up at the calm-faced Vancan, completely bewildered.

"What...what are you doing?"

Master Raccoon was filled with confusion and vigilance.

Van Ken said, his hands behind his back.

"I will become a true Dragon Warrior, a kung fu master that everyone in the Valley of Peace will admire."

"As for this Divine Dragon Manual... you can keep it for now, Master Raccoon."

When you finally feel that I truly deserve the title of Dragon Warrior,

"When you are truly qualified to inherit this responsibility and honor, then it's not too late to hand it over to me."

Master Raccoon was completely stunned.

He looked down at the scroll in his hand, which symbolized the supreme secrets of kung fu, and then looked up at the tall, upright, and open-minded young man opposite him.

How many people can resist such temptation?

How many people would choose to give up a legitimate opportunity to acquire a secret manual containing infinite martial arts mysteries?

How much courage does that require?

Master Raccoon's heart was in turmoil. He remained silent for a long time. The main hall was quiet except for the faint crackling sound of the eternal lamp burning.

Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"You do... remind me of Da Long."

Van Ken listened quietly.

"But perhaps I misjudged you." Master Raccoon's gaze became complicated. "In some areas, Da Long is simply no match for you."

If this scroll were placed in front of him, he would do anything to get it, even if it meant killing me, his master.

And you…”

He weighed the reel in his hand, and facing Van Can, his tone carrying for the first time a hint of indescribable emotion.

"Yet they were able to hand it over without hesitation."