American comics: I gradually replicate everything

When Da Long returned, the residents of Peace Valley had already evacuated to the outskirts of the town.

No one wants to go far. Home is here, a lifetime's worth of effort is here. If they leave, they'll have nothing left.

At this point, everyone crowded onto several tall buildings on the outskirts of town.

Looking towards the direction of the Jade Emperor Palace from afar.

No one speaks.

A well-behaved rabbit peeked out from its mother's arms, craning its neck to look into the distance. It couldn't see anything clearly, only two blurry figures fighting on the long mountain steps leading up to the Jade Emperor Palace.

"Mom, which one is Da Long?"

Aunt Rabbit, her eyes fixed on the distance, casually replied, "The one with the long tail."

The child tilted his head and looked at them for a while: "But both of them have tails."

The mother did not answer.

It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but that she didn't hear it. All her attention was on those two figures, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the child's hand.

Someone nearby spoke up, their voice low and tense: "The new Dragon Hero is said to be a monkey, not from the Jade Emperor's Palace."

Can he...can he do it?

After a moment of silence, another person spoke up: "Master Oogway's choice... should be correct."

But his tone was very weak.

"That's a big dragon."

Many of them had experienced the incident twenty years ago when the Great Dragon nearly destroyed the Valley of Peace.

No one responded.

Too far.

The two figures on the steps were moving so fast that it was impossible to tell who was who. All that could be heard was a series of muffled thuds, with stones flying and dust rising.

Who's backing away? Who hit whom? It's impossible to tell.

They didn't even know whether the Dragon Warrior named Van Can had the upper hand.

Everyone is watching.

Everyone is waiting.

The child asked again, "Mommy, which one is the big dragon?"

The mother did not answer; the adults had no time for the child, their attention focused intently on the battle.

This battle will determine whether the Valley of Peace can continue to exist.

Da Long won, and twenty years of peace were shattered. They lost their homes, their lives, and everything else. They all had to leave their homes and flee the Valley of Peace.

Only if the new Dragon Warrior wins can they stay and return to their peaceful and tranquil lives.

The child asked again.

The mother lowered her head, her voice soft, comforting her child, and perhaps also comforting herself: "We'll win, we'll win."

……

If Van Cannon knew this, he would definitely say, "Don't make false promises about him." Of course, he would also say it in a more relaxed tone because he believes the advantage lies with him!

Three days?

You're lying!

Da Long was almost choked by Van Can's answer; he simply couldn't believe it.

He stomped his foot so hard it cracked the ground, lifting a massive boulder, taller than a man and weighing over a thousand pounds, with a spinning kick that sent it hurtling towards Van Can like a cannonball.

"Like a frog in a well, how can it know the vastness of the world!"

Without even looking, Van Can raised his hand and threw a punch, causing the boulder to explode in mid-air, scattering debris everywhere.

"I'm here today, and no matter what, I'm going to take back what's rightfully mine. No one can stop me!"

Da Long turned around, grabbed the flagpole stuck in the stone seat next to him, and pulled it out with a jolt.

The flagpole was as thick as a bowl and more than ten feet long, with the Jade Emperor Palace flag hanging at the top.

Da Long held the flagpole with both hands, using it as a spear, and fiercely thrust it at Fan Ken.

The flagpole came hurtling towards him with a whooshing sound. Van Can didn't take it head-on; he dodged to the side, and the flagpole grazed his clothes before embedding itself in the steps behind him, leaving a large hole in the stone.

With a flick of his wrist, Da Long sent the flagpole sweeping across. Van Can leaned back to dodge, and the flagpole swept through the air above his head, making a whooshing sound.

"Something that belongs to you?"

"Not even a single brick in this Jade Emperor's Palace belongs to you."

call out!

Van Cannon flicked his foot, kicking up a piece of gravel that shot towards Da Long's face like a bullet.

The dragon dodged to the side, and the rubble hit the pillar behind him, leaving a deep dent.

Van Can then kicked up two more pieces, three more, and five more.

The gravel flew out like a machine gun.

Da Long stepped back, waving his flagpole and sending the pebbles flying one by one, creating a clattering sound.

Van Can lunged forward as if shrinking the ground, and suddenly grabbed the end of the flagpole.

Da Long tried to contest the rebound, but Van Can's body seemed weightless, and using Da Long's momentum, he kicked him away.

He steadied himself, then looked up abruptly in annoyance. The monkey was smiling at him, twirling the flagpole with one hand.

"Trying to show off your skills in front of a monkey is like trying to teach a fish to swim!"

The flagpole spun twice in the air before Vancan thrust it out.

The same moves, but faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than the dragon's.

Da Long's pupils contracted, and he suddenly turned to the side. The flagpole grazed his ribs, causing a sharp, burning pain.

Van Cane flicked his wrist, and the flagpole swept across.

Da Long had no time to dodge. He crossed his arms to block in front of him, but was hit by the flagpole and sent flying downwards, crashing through several stone steps before falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing that Van Can had the upper hand, Master Raccoon breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his fist, which he hadn't even realized he'd clenched so tightly.

Practicing all the kung fu techniques from a thousand kung fu books in just three days was a considerable challenge even for him.

Besides, Da Long has always been a source of inner demons for him, so he can't offer much help.

Furthermore, if possible, the residents of the Valley of Peace should know that the current Dragon Warrior can single-handedly defeat the Great Dragon and protect the Valley of Peace in the future!

Seeing Da Long being sent flying, Tigress held her breath and leaned forward half a step.

Ah Bao said, "Yay!"

Then quickly cover your mouth.

Everyone knew that although Van Can had the upper hand, the battle between the two was not over yet, and anything could happen.

He could knock down the dragon, so Van Can just casually stuck the flagpole into the ground.

Despite having the advantage in weaponry, he abandoned it and walked downstairs with his hands behind his back. His confident and arrogant demeanor infuriated Da Long.

"No one has ever dared to underestimate me like this before!"

The dragon rose from the rubble, covered in dust, and roared.

"You may know a thousand kung fu books, but do you know this?"

Da Long suddenly attacked, leaping off the ground and charging forward, finally unleashing his most powerful skill—the acupoint striking technique.

His fingers snapped together like swords, moving with lightning speed so fast that their trajectory was impossible to discern.

This move once instantly knocked down the Furious Five at the pier, so fast that they didn't even have time to react.

Van Can's expression finally changed slightly, becoming a little more serious.

Da Long's fingers rained down like a storm, heading straight for the major acupoints on Fan Ken's body, each finger accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound.

Van Cannon, however, seemed to have a premonition, shifting his footing and weaving his body between the fingers of the dragon.

He had his hands behind his back and used the "Swimming Step" from the "Thousand Scrolls of Skill" manual, his body as slippery as an eel.

Da Long's fingers brushed against his clothes again and again, but always missed by just a little bit.

Da Long became increasingly anxious as he attacked, his fingers moving faster and faster.

He suddenly pointed a finger at Van Can's chest, causing Van Can to lean back. The finger swept across his chest, tearing a hole in his clothes.

Da Long was overjoyed, and his second finger followed immediately, pointing towards Van Can's throat.

Van Can suddenly laughed, his right hand shot out, two fingers striking Da Long's wrist.

"Your two pressure point techniques are indeed impressive, but unfortunately, they're useless against me!"