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Po turned to Zhen. “So… you want the job?”

The final battle took place at the Celestial Pagoda, a bridge between worlds. The Silent Quill unleashed the Fist of Ten Thousand Echoes, and the very air cracked like glass. Po tried to counter with his signature moves, but the Quill had already stolen fragments of his own memory—Po suddenly forgot how to execute the Skadoosh.

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.

Back at the Jade Palace, Shifu smiled. “You did not find a warrior who fights like you. You found a warrior who thinks like no one else.”

“You okay, Master Po?” Zhen asked, landing beside him.