American comics: I gradually replicate everything

No one speaks.

"I swear, I didn't!"

Master Raccoon, seeing this, turned red with anxiety. "I've followed Master Oogway for so many years, do you think I'm that kind of person? How could I possibly do such a thing?"

He was both angry and anxious, and he was almost ready to swear an oath.

"Ahem... Master," Van Ken finally spoke. "I believe you. As a kung fu master, you wouldn't do such a thing."

"Vancan, I..."

Master Raccoon never expected that, amidst all the skeptical gazes, the first person to stand up and say he believed in him would be this very monkey whom he had previously disliked.

This is the Divine Dragon Manual, which contains infinite secrets of kung fu. Even though something went wrong, they were still willing to believe him!

Thinking back on all the precautions he had taken, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"So what exactly happened?"

Tigress frowned, her gaze returning to the blank scroll. "Why is the manual blank?"

Everyone fell silent.

Raccoon Master dejectedly held the scroll.

"I really don't understand what the turtle is thinking."

He always likes to say strange things and do strange things.

Van Can looked at the Divine Dragon Manual with a slightly speechless expression.

Honestly, this kind of scene is just too classic.

—What is the treasure hunt all the way to, in the end, the treasure is the friends and family around you; what is the hardship of obtaining a peerless secret manual, in the end, you find that it is about believing in yourself and believing in the power of your heart.

It must be said that these principles are indeed true.

But—it fills you with anticipation, thinking you'll find a cool and invincible treasure or secret manual, only to turn the pages and find it empty.

Then tell people, "The real treasure is right beside you, the real power is within your heart." Is that fun?

Van Can waved his hand: "It's alright. Even without the Dragon God Manual, I can still defeat the Great Dragon."

Master Raccoon looked up, remained silent for a moment, and sighed, "That's the only way."

He turned to the Furious Five, his voice steady and powerful, transforming back into the commanding kung fu master.

"Tigress, you five, go and evacuate the residents of the Valley of Peace."

The battle between Van Can and Da Long is bound to have far-reaching consequences.

I don't want any residents to be accidentally injured, and I especially don't want anyone to be captured by the dragon and taken hostage to distract Van Gundy.

At the very least... everyone needs to be evacuated to the outskirts of the Valley of Peace.

Tigress clasped her hands in a fist salute, her voice firm: "Yes."

Golden Monkey, Crane, Mantis, and Little Dragon all clasped their hands in greeting: "Yes."

Raccoon Master finally turned to Van Can.

"Now, it's all up to you." His tone was complicated. "Dragon Hero."

At this moment, there was a sense of impending doom throughout Peace Valley.

Ah Bao waved his arm; there was nothing he could do at that moment but encourage his friend: "Go for it, Van Ken!"

"Don't worry, I'll wait for him to come."

Van Ken looked out of the hall.

Dark clouds gathered, and the wind rushed up from the valley, making the banners of the Jade Emperor Palace flutter loudly.

……

In the blink of an eye, the sky darkened as if it were about to press down, with thick dark clouds piling up on the horizon, completely obscuring the sun.

The wind stopped, the trees didn't sway, the birds didn't sing, and the entire Valley of Peace was eerily quiet, as if something bad was about to happen.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning cleaved the sky, illuminating the world.

Then came a deafening rumble of thunder, rolling across the valley from afar, making one's eardrums ache.

The moment the lightning flashed, the towering figure of the dragon suddenly appeared below the steps of the Jade Emperor Palace.

He stood on the steps halfway up the mountain, his gray-white hair standing out starkly in the pale sunlight.

"Jade Emperor Palace, after twenty years, I've returned!"

Da Long didn't stop. He stepped onto the second and third steps with steady and powerful strides. Each step made the stone steps tremble slightly, like a cheetah surveying its territory.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze passing through the long steps and looking towards the top.

Under the eaves of the Jade Emperor Palace, Van Ken stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for him.

He just stood there casually, one hand behind his back, the other hanging naturally at his side, his clothes swaying gently in the wind.

Van Can lowered his head slightly, looking down at the approaching figure below the steps, his posture relaxed and casual, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity.

It's like watching a long-rumored figure finally emerge from the rumors.

Dozens of steps.

The dragon is below, and Van Gundy is above.

The wind passed between them, swirling up a few withered leaves that fell down the cliff.

The Furious Five and Po stood under the eaves of a house in a distant town.

Po was so anxious that he scratched his head and didn't know where to put his hands. He wanted to help, but he hadn't practiced kung fu for more than a few days and didn't know anything, so he couldn't help in any way.

The Furious Five wanted to join the fight, but they had been struck on acupoints by Da Long, which blocked their blood and qi, causing them serious internal injuries. Their bodies had not yet recovered, so they could only watch anxiously from afar.

All of everyone's hopes are now pinned on Van Can.

On the steps, the two looked at each other across the air.

Da Long stopped and looked up at Van Can, a cold smile slowly curving his lips. He was about to speak.

"You've arrived."

Van Can spoke first, but his eyes no longer looked at him; instead, they seemed to be gazing at the distant, sorrowful clouds on the horizon.

The three unexpected words were spoken in a calm tone, as if greeting someone you know.

Da Long was slightly taken aback.

His fearsome reputation must have spread throughout Peace Valley and the entire land twenty years ago. The monkey in front of him must have heard his story, and he must have heard rumors about him as well. The two are not strangers.

But when facing an opponent like him, you either have to confront him head-on or treat him like a formidable foe. What's the point of just saying "You've arrived"?

"I am coming."

However, he was too lazy to think too much about it, and slowly began to speak, continuing the conversation:

today--"

Today he will reclaim his position as the Dragon Warrior.

He had repeated these words to himself countless times, preparing for twenty years, just waiting to say them at this moment.

He wanted everyone to know that he, Da Long, was back, but he was interrupted halfway through his sentence.

"You shouldn't have come."

Vancan shook his head, his tone still calm, as if stating a fact.

Just as Da Long was about to make some tough remarks, his rhythm was disrupted again.

Didn't you ask me if I was here?

Why does this person always say things that are unexpected?

First came "You've come," as if they had just met; then came "You shouldn't have come," as if advising him.

Upon closer reflection, those words do seem to have a deeper meaning; perhaps we shouldn't have come?

Does that mean he shouldn't have come to his death?

Or will things turn out badly after he arrives?

Da Long's face darkened.

"You think you can be my match?!"

He stepped forward and said coldly, his voice filled with murderous intent.

Van Can ignored his question, shook his head with his hands behind his back, sighed, and finally looked at him again, saying.

You should say, 'But I'm already here.'

You've ruined such a classic pre-duel dialogue between masters.