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Vancan staggered, looked down at his hairy hands, then turned to look at the non-human tail behind him, feeling very strange and uncomfortable.

He tried to move its tail, and it swung it uncontrollably, making a slight thud on the ground.

But the strange feeling of this physical change was quickly overwhelmed by the shock brought by the surging new power within him.

"This...this is the power of totems?"

Van Ken clenched his fist, feeling the explosive power within his body. Compared to the meager sense of energy he had painstakingly sensed and condensed before, it was worlds apart, like heaven and earth!

"I feel like I've become more than ten times stronger, more than a hundred times stronger! This power—!"

He could hardly contain himself and wanted to throw a punch immediately to test just how strong the power was.

But this hall is ancient and solemn, carrying the heritage of Wudang for hundreds of years, and the master is sleeping peacefully in a room not far away.

"Not here."

Van Can forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, the surging power constantly filling his body, and his body maintained the state of a human-monkey body.

He went to the altar, took out a piece of paper that he had prepared beforehand, and carefully placed it under the incense burner.

The note contained a reason for his departure that he had written down long ago.

The note's general meaning—

Today, after seeing the Wudang totem and listening to Master's explanation, I realized the heavy responsibility on my shoulders. As the next successor of Wudang, I must protect the Wudang totem and ensure that its power does not fall into the hands of any bad people.

I have learned everything my master has taught me, but I feel that my current abilities are not enough to shoulder this heavy responsibility.

Although times have changed, the power of the Wudang totem still has a way that cumbersome missiles cannot reach. If it were to fall into the hands of modern ruthless bandits and obtain it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

My disciple will travel the world, traversing all of China, to learn from and emulate martial arts masters across the land, absorbing the strengths of all schools to hone my own skills and become stronger, so that I can better shoulder this responsibility.

The disciple will come back to visit Master from time to time. Master, please take care of yourself.

After leaving the note, Van Ken took one last look at the silent hall and the silent totem.

With focused attention, he activated the wormhole marker in his mind that represented the world of Kung Fu Panda.

The space around him was like the surface of water where a pebble had been thrown in, rippling out in circles of transparent waves.

The next moment, Van Can's figure blurred and faded in the ripples, disappearing completely.

The light and shadow shifted before his eyes, and Vancan found himself standing in a dense forest.

The surrounding area is filled with towering ancient trees, whose branches and leaves block out the sun, allowing only dappled sunlight to filter through the gaps.

The air was fresh and moist, carrying the scent of earth and vegetation.

All was quiet, and there was no sign of human habitation.

This is where?

I don't know, but I suppose they've already entered the world of Kung Fu Panda.

"Perfect!"

Van Can's eyes lit up.

This place is secluded enough to test the power he has just acquired, without having to worry about alerting anyone.

He could no longer restrain himself. With a low shout, he pushed off with his feet and shot out like a cannonball!

He threw a punch at a huge ancient tree next to him that required two people to hug.

Without using any complicated moves, it was just a simple straight punch, carrying the immense energy bestowed by the totem, which slammed hard into the tree trunk!

"boom!!!"

A loud bang, and wood chips flew everywhere!

That huge tree, which had been growing for who knows how many years, was broken in half by his punch!

The upper half of the tree crown creaked and groaned, slowly tilting before crashing to the ground with a deafening roar, kicking up clouds of dust.

A flicker of excitement crossed Van Can's eyes.

He moved again, leaping across more than ten meters in a flash, and into the air, delivering a fierce whip kick to a brown boulder about half the size of a house next to him.

Bang—Crack!

Fists and feet struck the boulder, producing a dull thud.

The surface of that incredibly hard boulder was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and then it shattered with a crash, turning into a pile of rubble.

He got more and more into the fight, using all sorts of moves with ease—fists, feet, elbows, knees—each strike containing the immense power to shatter stone.

A small storm seemed to have swept through the woods; wherever the punches and kicks passed, trees snapped, rocks flew, and shallow pits were trodden into the ground.

In just a short while, a small patch of woods around him was almost completely leveled, leaving the ground in a mess.

Van Can stopped his stance, slightly out of breath, looking at the furry but powerful fist, his eyes burning with an almost overflowing intensity.

"This power... is amazing!"

In ancient times, this strength would have been enough for one person to withstand an army of thousands!

Even in modern times, the power of my punches and kicks now surpasses that of any RPG.

Test complete.

It's time to figure out where I am.

Although Van Can's current power far exceeds that of ordinary people, in the world of Kung Fu Panda, he may only be comparable to an average kung fu master, and there is still much room for improvement.

Thinking of even more powerful qigong, as well as those formidable and wondrous martial arts and weapons.

Vancan determined the direction and walked out of the woods.

As we emerged from the woods, a bright and open space appeared before us.

In the distance lies a vast expanse of farmland, where green waves of rice ripple in the wind, stretching all the way to the horizon.

Further away, the mountains are verdant and shrouded in mist, with a clear stream meandering through them.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, with a few white clouds drifting lazily by. The whole scene was peaceful and serene, like a beautiful landscape painting, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of modern cities.

Van Ken took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with the scent of rice and earth, and felt refreshed and invigorated.

The surge of power within him, combined with the picturesque scenery, made him feel incredibly relaxed and everything seemed exceptionally beautiful.

At that moment, his extraordinary hearing picked up the sounds coming from not far away.

Not far away, in the fields, several rabbits dressed as farmers were pointing at the smoke and dust rising from the woods for some unknown reason, looking around and discussing it with puzzlement.

"What happened over there? It looks like a tree has fallen?"

Stop looking, let's go!

Today is the ceremony to select the Dragon Warrior! The auspicious time is approaching, so if you're late, you won't get a good spot and won't be able to watch!

Upon hearing this, the rabbit farmers immediately dropped their hoes and ran towards the town.

Van Cane's heart skipped a beat, and he looked in the direction they had run.

Beyond the farmland and houses, he came to a rather large, quaint town, Peace Valley.

Behind the town, a majestic mountain rises abruptly, and on its summit, the outline of a magnificent palace can be faintly seen; that must be the Jade Emperor Palace.

"The Dragon Warrior Selection?"

Van Can's eyes lit up. "It seems I've arrived just in time."

He strode toward the Valley of Peace.

The closer you get to the town, the denser the crowds become.

Everywhere was filled with laughter and joy. All sorts of upright animal residents—rabbits, pigs, ducks, geese—dressed in various simple and elegant clothes, their faces beaming with festive happiness, flocked towards the mountain where the Jade Emperor Palace was located.

The entire Valley of Peace was filled with a festive atmosphere.

"After all these years, the day has finally arrived when Master Oogway will choose the Dragon Warrior!"

Who do you think it could be?

It must be one of the Furious Five, right?

Of course!

Besides them, who else is qualified?