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Master Raccoon choked for a moment.

He had to admit that practicing martial arts, especially high-intensity, continuous learning and practice of various styles of kung fu, was indeed extremely physically demanding.

What Vancan said...sounds like it makes some sense?

But he always felt that this was just Van Can's excuse for being lazy.

"Who learns kung fu by just watching and not practicing?"

Your performance really makes me unsure. Have you even learned anything?

Master Raccoon pointed at Van Can, then at the round figure in the corner, "Even Po is working harder than you now!"

In the corner, Po the panda was practicing diligently in front of the roly-poly doll.

Although it's called martial arts training, it's more like casually playing around with one's fists and feet as if it were a game.

He mumbled "humming, hawing, hey" to himself, punching the doll repeatedly. The doll only swayed slightly, and the springs creaked.

When Po heard Master Raccoon suddenly mention him and praise his hard work, he burst into laughter and turned around in surprise.

"Wow, this is the first time you've praised me, Master!"

He was so excited he almost jumped up, and quickly struck what he thought was a very cool pose, "How's this move?"

Hey, ha!

With that, he mustered all his strength and punched the doll in the face.

The doll leans backward under the force, the spring compresses, and then it bounces back sharply.

boom!

It hit Abao's round face squarely.

"I... I'd better not look anymore!" Ah Bao was so shocked by the impact that he saw stars, staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the ground with a thud, unable to get up for a long time.

Master Raccoon couldn't bear to look and turned his head away, a vein throbbing on his forehead.

He no longer cared about this clown; what mattered more now was the Dragon Warrior in front of him, who was giving him an even bigger headache.

"Okay, okay..."

Van Can finally stood up from his chair and dusted off non-existent dust.

"It seems you won't feel at ease unless I show you some skills, Master."

He walked to the center of the sand and stood there casually.

Then, he moved.

Without any opening stance or build-up of power, he casually unleashed a few moves.

The first move, a punch that strikes like a meteor falling to the ground, is swift and fierce, carrying an indomitable momentum. It is the most penetrating move in the Armor-Piercing Fist, the Bone-Piercing Nail, with a refined fist wind that seems to be able to truly pierce through metal and stone.

The second move involves a ghostly twist of the body, with the five fingers joined together like a bird's beak, swiftly pecking at the opponent's vital points. This is the killing move "Skip the Water and Startle the Swan" from the Crane Beak Kung Fu, fast, accurate, ruthless, and leaving no room for error.

The third move is a sweeping leg strike like a steel whip, powerful and heavy, stirring up dust on the ground. It is a sweeping leg technique that can only be mastered to a very high level, with a wide range that makes it difficult for opponents to get close.

The fourth move, with its elusive and unpredictable movements and mysterious footwork, involves a series of rapid attacks with both legs, instantly creating multiple afterimages that are dazzling and difficult to defend against. It is the Mandarin Duck Continuous Kick that the master just demonstrated.

……

Van Can used seven or eight moves in total, each of which came from different kung fu techniques that his master had practiced over the past two days, and each of them were the most essential and difficult moves to learn in that particular kung fu style.

What's even more astonishing is that when he unleashed it, not only was the form and spirit perfect, but the force was also just right, and there was even a hint of the seasoned skill that came from decades of immersion in this art!

It was as if he hadn't just learned these moves a few days ago, but had been practicing them for half his life!

Master Raccoon couldn't finish his sentence.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself speechless.

As a martial arts master, he had a keen eye and could naturally see that Van Can's moves were not just for show, but that he had truly mastered the essence!

"This...this..."

It took Master Raccoon a long time to find his voice, and his tone was extremely complicated.

"Alright... You... you've almost mastered the Thousand Scrolls of Kung Fu."

He has taught his students for so many years. Tigress and the others have all trained hard in the coldest and hottest winters and summers, breaking countless wooden stakes and getting themselves covered in injuries before they achieved anything.

Someone like Van Ken, who could hone his skills to this level after just one viewing and a few days of tea... He'd never even heard of such a thing!

This made him very uncomfortable.

Perhaps, this is what true genius is.

Master Raccoon sighed inwardly, feeling both helpless and relieved, not wanting to cause himself any more trouble.

"Well then," he composed himself, his expression turning serious again, "I can start teaching you the art of acupressure now."

Van Can's eyes lit up.

While a thousand kung fu books could certainly lay a solid foundation for kung fu, he was more interested in Master Oogway's unique skill that could determine life or death with a single touch.

"first,"

Master Raccoon cleared his throat, preparing to start from the basics.

"We'll start by identifying the acupoints of various animals."

The art of acupressure begins with recognizing the acupoints. The distribution, depth, and effects of acupoints vary among different ethnic groups…

Van Can waved his hand, interrupting him: "Too slow."

I don't have time to learn from scratch.

Let's get straight to the practical application. Master Raccoon, you demonstrate, and I'll learn as I go.

Faced with such frivolous and impetuous thoughts, Master Raccoon would have given any other disciple a severe scolding long ago, but he opened his mouth, then closed it again, having lost his temper.

"Acupressure cannot be applied to empty spaces, nor can it be demonstrated using inanimate objects."

"A living being needs to step forward so that I can demonstrate in front of you, so that you can clearly see how the energy penetrates and how it is blocked."

This person couldn't be Van Can himself; he also had to observe and learn from him.

But if your pressure points are sealed, how can you observe Master Raccoon's moves from the sidelines?

Their gazes, almost simultaneously, slowly shifted to the corner of the practice room.

There, Abao got up from the ground, rubbing his nose which had been hurt from the impact, muttering to himself, just starting to feel a little better.

Suddenly, he felt two gazes fall on him, and he involuntarily shivered, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

"Why...why are you all looking at me like that?"

Abao shrank his neck.

A moment later, Abao stood nervously in the middle of the sand, becoming a teaching tool.

He looked at Master Raccoon nervously and fearfully, pleading in a low voice.

"Master... Master, just so you know, I'm a little ticklish... Please be gentle with me..."

"hehe……"

"Being ticklish means being afraid of pain, right?"

Hmph, so this is the person you've chosen to train as the next Dragon Warrior!

When faced with an enemy, he would probably kneel down and beg for mercy before anyone even made a move.

Master Raccoon snorted twice at Van Ken and cracked his knuckles.

He had long disliked this loud, lazy, and gluttonous fat panda, and now he finally had a legitimate opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Let Vancan see how hopeless and utterly hopeless this rotten radish he picked out is.

In what way can he compare to his disciple?

"Abao has great potential that can be tapped; you just haven't discovered it yet."

Van Can crossed his arms.

"Great potential?"

I think it's a lot of fat!

Master Raccoon snorted again, his eyes narrowed, he channeled his energy into his fingertips, and his figure moved like lightning, striking in an instant!

"Watch closely, this move is to freeze the target!"

He gave a low shout, and his finger, imbued with a concentrated energy, swiftly pointed at a certain spot on A Bao's chest.

However, the expected scenario of Ah Bao's body stiffening and being unable to move did not occur.

Abao just shuddered, then burst out laughing, twisting his body to dodge while waving his hand.

"Ouch, it itches! Master, please don't poke me there! Hahaha, it really itches!"

Master Raccoon was taken aback when he realized he had made a mistake.

Van Can just stood there quietly watching with his arms crossed.

His face flushed red. How could he be a teacher like this? Not believing it, he quickly changed to another acupoint.

"This is the acupoint for speaking!"