The Battle to evolve

The wind howled through the Jade Palace courtyard, carrying with it the scent of cherry blossoms and the weight of unspoken anticipation. Seven warriors stood in formation, their muscles tensed, their eyes locked on the singular figure before them.

Po stood alone, his majestic battle robes billowing ever so slightly. His blindfold remained, a symbol of his absolute mastery. His stance was relaxed—too relaxed. He did not need to be tense. He did not need to prepare. He was the Dragon Emperor, the God of Kung Fu, the Master above Masters.

But even so, he respected them.

Before him stood the Furious Six and Shifu, each one at their absolute peak. The last few years had seen them refine their strength, max out their Systems, and push their Kung Fu to new heights. But even that was not enough.

They wanted to break their limits.

They wanted to reach the level of monsters like Po.

And they knew there was only one way to do that.

They had to challenge him.

The air was thick with tension. A single leaf fluttered from the trees above.

It drifted downward, caught in the gentle breeze.

And then—

The leaf touched the ground.

Like an explosion of force, the battle began.

The Opening Assault

Po took the first step.

He launched forward, his body moving at a speed beyond the eyes of mortals.

Tigress was the first to react. A blur of orange and black, she met him head-on, fists clashing with his palm in a devastating shockwave that cracked the stone beneath them.

Monkey came from behind, his staff spinning, aiming for Po's blind spot.

A trap.

Po's ear twitched. He smirked.

Without even turning, he caught the staff between two fingers, stopping it as if it were a child's toy.

"Nice try."

With a casual flick, Po sent Monkey flying backward, but Mantis was already in motion.

The little master darted forward, striking pressure points across Po's arm and torso, attempting to cut off his Chi flow.

Didn't work.

Po flexed once. The pressure points shattered.

Mantis' eyes widened.

"Oh."

A casual backhand sent him spiraling into a wall.

Crane, Viper, and Tai Lung came from the sides, aerial assaults, ground sweeps, unpredictable strikes.

Po dodged with ease. He **didn't even move his feet—**only his upper body shifted, weaving around their strikes like an untouchable phantom.

Shifu observed the dance of destruction before him, his mind working a thousand calculations per second.

Po was holding back.

That was expected.

But if they didn't force him to take them seriously…

They would never grow beyond their current selves.

"Everyone!" Shifu shouted, launching himself forward. "Formation C!"

The Furious Six fell into perfect sync.

Monkey and Crane took the high ground, striking from above while Mantis, Viper, and Tai Lung attacked low.

Shifu and Tigress were the core, delivering powerful strikes to Po's center mass, forcing him to focus.

And for a moment—just a moment—Po had to actually defend.

Tigress struck like a tiger hunting prey, her every movement precise and devastating.

Monkey's staff blurred, each strike enhanced by his System's Trickery Monarch abilities, weaving illusions into his blows.

Tai Lung, fueled by the Monarch of Mastery, adapted with every second, learning Po's attack patterns instantly and adjusting.

For the first time in years, Po actually had to put effort into blocking.

He grinned.

"Not bad."

Then he decided to remind them of the gap.

Po's Dominance

He stomped once.

The earth shattered, sending cracks across the entire courtyard.

Everyone lost balance—except him.

Using his sheer physical power, Po punched the air.

Yes.

The air.

A compressed shockwave of wind erupted, blasting everyone back as if a god had just roared.

Crane was flung into the sky, struggling to regain control.

Mantis tumbled across the stone, his entire body vibrating from the force.

Tigress barely managed to plant her feet, her arms burning from absorbing the hit.

But Po wasn't done.

His golden Chi ignited, swirling around him like an all-consuming storm.

Then, from their own shadows, figures began to emerge.

Shadow soldiers.

Po had used their own Chi to create copies of themselves—dark, perfect mirrors of their fighting styles.

And with a flick of his wrist—

The shadows attacked.

With their own clones attacking them, Po used the chaos to isolate each opponent.

Tigress vs. Po – A battle of sheer power. Every blow they exchanged sent shockwaves across the battlefield. But while Tigress was powerful—Po was beyond power. He overpowered her, forcing her to her knees.

Tai Lung vs. Po – A fight of skill vs. mastery. Tai Lung learned every move Po used, adapting within seconds. But Po had already mastered everything. It was like fighting an ocean—endless, unstoppable, and consuming.

Monkey vs. Po – Trickery met experience. Every feint, illusion, and deception was countered effortlessly. Po played along at first but then ended it with a single flick to Monkey's forehead, knocking him out cold.

Mantis vs. Po – Speed against an immovable force. Mantis' strikes hit pressure points, weak spots, vital areas—none of them worked. Po's body was simply too powerful.

Viper vs. Po – A battle of fluidity. Viper was elegant, using her new humanoid form with deadly precision. But Po was even more fluid—his adaptability surpassed hers, and he struck her down with graceful finality.

Crane vs. Po – Aerial mastery vs. the earth itself. Crane was fast, untouchable, constantly moving. But Po controlled the battlefield. He used the air itself to ground Crane before finishing him with a single strike.

Shifu vs. Po – Teacher vs. Student. The battle was fierce, but Shifu was not fighting Po the student. He was fighting Po, the Emperor. And there was no contest.

One by one, they fell.

And Po stood victorious.

But this was not the end.

As they struggled to rise, their bodies refused to give up.

Their Chi flared, wild and untamed.

Something inside them broke—

And then reformed.

Their limits were gone.

They had reached new heights.

Po smiled as he felt the surge of power within them.

They weren't at his level yet.

Not even close.

But now?

They had finally stepped onto the path.

He extended a hand to Tigress.

"Come on. Round two?"

She grinned, wiping blood from her lip.

"You bet."

TO BE CONTINUED…