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Po, trusting his student, didn’t use a stolen technique. He used the simplest move he knew—the very first punch Shifu ever taught him. But Zhen had repositioned the Quill so that the punch landed on a pressure point that amplified the rebounding echoes. The Quill was trapped in an infinite loop of his own stolen power, his memories scattering like startled birds.

Po turned to Zhen. “So… you want the job?” Kung-fu Panda 4

And so the title of Dragon Warrior passed not to a mighty tiger or a swift leopard, but to a small crane with sharp eyes and sharper words. Po, now the valley’s new Spiritual Guide, sat beneath the peach tree, watching Zhen train the Furious Five in the art of strategic chaos. Po, trusting his student, didn’t use a stolen technique

“Po,” Shifu said, his whiskers twitching, “it is time. You must choose the next Dragon Warrior.” The Quill was trapped in an infinite loop

Zhen puffed her small chest. “Only if the noodle stand comes with it.”

Zhen, however, had no great kung fu memories to steal. She hopped onto Po’s shoulder, whispered a plan, and then did something unexpected: she threw a single pebble at the Quill’s ear. Distracted, the Quill turned—and Zhen kicked a bucket of ink from the pagoda’s altar onto his face. Blinded, he stumbled, and the echoes of his own technique began to rebound uncontrollably.