American comics: I gradually replicate everything

Several hours ago.

As the sound of footsteps faded into the distance, layer by layer, the sound of footsteps echoed upwards.

Having waited in prison for twenty years, Da Long had plenty of patience.

He slowly curled the feather with his tail and deftly placed it on the tortoise-shell-like shackles behind him, gently tugging at them.

Click click.

The tortoise-shell jade shackles emitted a crisp sound as the mechanism turned, and more than a dozen jade dragon locks trembled simultaneously.

The jade yoke disintegrated from the inside, each joint snapping open precisely, one link after another, producing a crisp and dense sound.

The first dragon head lock popped open.

Da Long's shoulders relaxed slightly.

The second faucet lock popped open.

His back straightened.

The third, fourth, and fifth popped open one after another, each sound like a cracking sound of bones.

boom!

Until all the jade dragon locks popped out and the heavy jade shackles completely fell to the ground, the sound suddenly rang out and echoed in the empty dungeon where a thousand guards were watching over a single prisoner.

Even though his arms were still shackled, the biggest shackle that restrained him was gone. Da Long stood up and stretched his neck.

The body, which hadn't been truly active for twenty years, emitted subtle sounds, and its muscles and bones began to awaken.

He took a deep breath.

The dungeon suddenly fell silent.

Even the sound of dripping water disappeared.

On one of the upper floors, Warden Rhino is escorting Zeng out of the prison gate.

He heard the sound coming from below, the sound of heavy shackles hitting the ground, and he looked down sharply, his smile freezing on his face.

The rhinoceros warden's face turned ashen in an instant.

"This can't be, this is terrible."

He tossed Zeng aside, turned and rushed toward the command post, his voice distorted.

"All guards!"

On your marks, Da Long has broken out of prison!

Block all exits!

Archers, ballistae!

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

The war machine of Targon prison roared into action.

The rhinoceros guard turned his ballista around and looked down.

The dragon broke free from the tortoise shell and jade shackles.

His amber eyes shone like two burning wildfires in the darkness, quiet, fiery, and filled with all the hatred that had accumulated over twenty years.

That look in his eyes was chilling.

Although his arms were still bound by shackles with huge stones hanging down.

They all knew that the beast had actually escaped its cage.

"Shoot, shoot quickly!"

The captain of the guard gave the order.

The ballista suddenly fired its long spear, slicing through the air and flying towards the dragon with a sharp whistling sound.

The dragon's body twisted, folded, and spun with incredible flexibility, like a leaf blown by the wind, each spear grazing past it.

The last spear was used by Da Long to break the shackles on his wrist.

The dragon extended its sharp claws, its agile body and back like a dragon's, using all four limbs to scale walls and leap up as if walking on flat ground.

A dense barrage of arrows rained down from all directions, like a black storm, but the dragon managed to dodge them. He flipped over and landed on the stone bridge.

"No! Don't let him get away, fire the arrows! Fire the arrows!" Warden Rhino was still shouting.

Da Long gave a cold laugh and charged at the lined-up jailers like a cannonball.

The guards scattered and flew apart, crashing into walls, the ground, and each other, their cries of agony filling the air.

Da Long didn't stop for a moment.

The third floor, the fourth floor, and the fifth floor.

With each level they ascended, the number of guards doubled, their weapons became more sophisticated, and their resistance intensified. But it was to no avail.

The dragon was like a sharp knife, cutting through everything in its path.

His skills honed over decades are so clean that his movements are impeccable, without any unnecessary frills or showy moves; each movement serves only one purpose.

Make those who block the way fall down.

Fists and kicks, as fierce and powerful as cannonballs, were thrown out, and the sound of bones shattering rang out continuously.

One man fights his way up from the bottom to the top; a prisoner's battle against a thousand guards.

Da Long's body is recovering. With each person he defeats, his movements become faster; with each floor he climbs, his strength increases.

The anger that had been building up for twenty years was now surging from his very bones, as uncontrollable as magma.

Unstoppable and devastating!

The last door to get there.

The rhinoceros warden stood at the door, holding a huge warhammer in his hand.

Behind him were the last elite guards, each one trembling.

"Big Dragon!"

"You can't escape," roared the rhinoceros warden. "Outside is a bottomless abyss. Even if you defeat everyone, you still won't get out!"

Da Long stopped and stood at the other end of the corridor.

The firelight danced on his face, illuminating the sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth and the two burning flames in his pupils.

He didn't speak.

He just kept walking forward.

The rhinoceros warden raised his warhammer and charged at him.

Da Long sidestepped the hammer head and slammed his palm onto the hammer handle.

The warhammer flew out of his hand and smashed through the stone wall next to him.

The rhinoceros warden lost his balance, staggered forward two steps, and then felt a hand gripping his throat.

Da Long lifted the rhinoceros warden with one hand.

This behemoth, twice his height, felt as light as a chick in his hands.

Warden Rhino's eyes widened, and he made a gurgling sound in his throat. He tried desperately to pry Da Long's fingers apart with both hands, but the hand was as solid as iron and wouldn't budge.

Da Long looked at him and finally spoke, but it was as if there was no such person in front of him at all.

"The Dragon Hero".

The few words were spoken softly, even calmly.

But the murderous intent emanating from those words was so intense that it chilled the surrounding air by several degrees.

The sound was like a knife cutting through bone, like ice water being poured into blood vessels, carrying all the resentment, anger, and hatred from twenty years of imprisonment.

The rhinoceros warden's face had turned purple.

Da Long tossed him aside.

The rhinoceros warden crashed into a stone pillar, spat out a mouthful of blood, slid to the ground, and lay motionless.

Da Long pushed open the last iron gate and stood at the highest point of Tagang Prison.

The night wind blew, ruffling his snow-white fur. He stood on the edge of a cliff, with a bottomless abyss below and a sky full of stars above.

He glanced back at the guards lying haphazardly behind him, then turned to look into the distance, as if he could see the twinkling lights of the Valley of Peace.

Those eyes shone brilliantly in the darkness, like two wildfires that would never be extinguished.

"The Dragon Warrior!"

He repeated it again.

This time, only the coldest killing intent remained in his voice.

……

now.

After Master Oogway finished demonstrating Tai Chi, he asked Van Can and the others how much they had memorized.

"master."

Tigress clasped her hands in a respectful bow, her voice filled with earnest admiration, but also a hint of shame for not having fully grasped the meaning.

"This disciple is dull-witted and has only memorized about 70% of the moves."

The flow of Qi and the transformation of force will probably require a long time to study.

The golden monkey scratched its face: "I'm about the same."

The Mantis members nodded in agreement.

The Furious Five were all similar; they memorized most of the moves after only one viewing. It has to be said that each of them possessed exceptional talent.

Master Oogway turned his gaze to Master Raccoon.

Master Raccoon was excited, his eyes even reddening, filled with solemnity and reverence.

"I...I remember about 80 or 90 percent of it."