American comics: I gradually replicate everything

"Hahaha.

"No, it itches more there!"

Ah Bao laughed even harder, tears welling up in his eyes, and he kept jumping up and down, clutching the spot where he had been touched.

"What's going on?"

Master Raccoon frowned, looking at his fingers and then at Po, who was laughing so hard he could hardly breathe, his face full of confusion.

Even if he didn't know much about the panda clan's acupoints, Po shouldn't have reacted like this with the energy he was channeling!

It should at least feel numb or tingly, or at least cause localized stiffness!

Van Ken watched from the side.

He doesn't need to learn step by step; as long as Master Raccoon gives him a move, he can replicate that martial art.

Every night he slept in a room not far from Master Raccoon, constantly replicating the thousands of kung fu techniques Master Raccoon had practiced during the day.

So whether he practices martial arts during the day or not is really irrelevant to him.

The same goes for acupressure techniques now. Just seeing Master Raccoon unleash them, seeing the moves, is enough.

"Alright, alright, Master, stop now."

Van Ken said, "Your two moves are indeed very impressive. Look how much Ah Bao is laughing; he's almost passed out."

Are you tickling his funny bone?

"What?"

I...I didn't!"

Master Raccoon felt extremely embarrassed, and his old face turned red.

Even if he wasn't familiar with the panda acupoints, this shouldn't be the effect!

He stared at his fingers and began to doubt his life. Could it be that he hadn't practiced for too long and had become rusty?

"Okay... I have to admit, my skills in acupressure point techniques are... not up to par."

Master Raccoon retracted his fingers and sighed.

"Although Master Oogway passed on his skills to me, at first I was busy teaching Tai Lung how to become the Dragon Warrior, and I didn't have much time to practice martial arts on my own."

Later... after Da Long did that kind of thing and was expelled from the sect by Master Oogway...

A flicker of pain crossed his eyes.

"Every time I practice the acupoint striking technique, I inevitably... think of Da Long."

I can no longer achieve the perfect stillness of mind and profound understanding required for acupressure, to accurately apply my Qi to acupoints.

Master Raccoon looked up at Van Ken, his eyes somewhat dim.

"All I can do is teach you the moves and techniques of acupressure."

Aside from that, I'm afraid... I can't help you any further.

My demonstration may be incorrect or incomplete.

Seeing Master Raccoon's deeply shaken expression, Vancan patted him on the shoulder.

"It's alright, this is enough."

He understood Master Raccoon's inner conflict.

The matter of Da Long was practically a thorn in Master Raccoon's heart; in the words of martial arts practitioners, it could be called a mental demon.

He always had something on his mind: guilt, anger, and regret.

This state of mind probably not only affects the acupoint striking technique, but acupoint striking also requires a higher level of subtle control over one's state of mind and qi, so the sensation is obvious.

Even if other skills are used, the effect will be greatly reduced.

How can one unleash their true potential when their mind is unsettled and their temper is agitated?

This is one of the reasons why Master Raccoon was inferior to Tai Lung twenty years ago, but twenty years later, Tai Lung had been in prison for twenty years while Master Raccoon had trained for twenty years but seemed to have made little progress and was still easily defeated by Tai Lung.

Of course, Ah Bao's thick skin and naturally powerful internal energy, along with his exceptional talent, are also one of the main reasons why his acupoint striking was ineffective.

Van Ken thought to himself.

"It seems that if we want to obtain the truly powerful acupoint striking technique, we still have to go with Da Long."

Da Long should be arriving soon.

Just then.

boom!

Outside the training room, a figure grabbed several people and staggered in, then crashed to the ground with a thud.

The crane looked utterly disheveled, its feathers ruffled and its breath weak.

Even more horrifying was his extremely strange posture, as if he were frozen stiff, with most of his joints stiff and only his wings and neck able to move slightly.

As he collapsed to the ground, exhausted, four more figures fell to the ground with him.

Tigress, Monkey, Little Dragon, and Mantis are the four main characters.

Their situation was even worse.

Completely motionless, their eyes wide open, they maintained some kind of attack or defense posture, like four lifelike stone sculptures, with only their slightly rising and falling chests proving that they were still alive.

Linghe was so exhausted that he couldn't even utter a word. He collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

While he was still able to move, the other four people were as stiff as if they were dead.

"what!"

Abao was terrified. He cried out and ran into the yard, where he looked at his idols lying all over the ground, completely at a loss.

"They...they are dead?"

No, they're still breathing...are they asleep?

No, their eyes are still open!

But why doesn't it move?

"Oh my god, Tigress and Monkey, what's wrong with you two?!"

Master Raccoon looked at his five disciples who had acted on their own and now suffered a crushing defeat, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"This is... Da Long's acupoint striking technique."

But instead of scolding them, he immediately squatted down, circulated his qi through his fingers, and quickly tapped Linghe and Qiaoxiaolong several times, his technique precisely clearing away the qi and blood that had been blocked and tangled.

Van Can was not surprised; the Furious Five still lost.

A beloved disciple is ultimately not as good as a son disciple.

Linghe finally caught her breath, filled with frustration, and said, "We...we can't defeat his pressure point technique. We've failed, Master."

Among the Furious Five, Ling He is the weakest in terms of hand-to-hand combat, but he is the most talented in the application of internal energy.

Only he managed to break through part of the blockade imposed by the Great Dragon Acupoint Technique, regaining some mobility, and escaped back with the other four.

"He's become stronger..."

Master Raccoon, while examining the group and continuing to release their pressure points, said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that after being imprisoned for twenty years, he... he's still improving!"

"Who's Baron? He's even stronger now?"

Seeing his once invincible kung fu idols reduced to such a pitiful state, unable to move their hands or speak, Po's fear of Tai Lung deepened.

Even he couldn't laugh and joke around at this moment.

At this moment, Vancan also stepped forward, his fingers brushing across several acupoints on the mantis's body. The acupoints that had been pressed opened up instantly, and the blocked qi flowed smoothly.

"He acted too quickly; we didn't have time to react."

The swift mantis said.

Immediately afterwards, he released the golden monkey's pressure points.

The golden monkey's muscles were still instinctively frozen in the moment before he was about to punch the dragon, just before the pressure point was released. As soon as the pressure point was released, the fist that had been building up for so long was suddenly thrown out, heading straight for Van Ken's face!

Van Can casually raised his hand, his five fingers spread, and caught the powerful punch with ease, his body remaining completely still.

"Sorry, bro."

The golden monkey quickly apologized, his face still showing signs of shock and lingering fear from the dragon.

Van Can didn't say anything, and walked over to Tigress, releasing her pressure points as well.

All five people had their acupoints released. Although they were injured, had poor blood circulation, and felt sore all over, they were finally able to move around.

Whether they were sitting or lying down, their faces showed shame, shock, and a deep sense of defeat.

Master Raccoon looked at Van Ken, who had just helped them release their pressure points, in astonishment and said in disbelief.

"You...you've mastered the art of acupressure?"

But I've only practiced it once... I haven't even done it all, and my moves might not even be right..."