After all, Bruce Lee had introduced the concept of Chinese kung fu to Europe and America, driving the entire world crazy over it.
Tony could not help but speculate. Had Chang Wei combined Power Armor with kung fu? The thought left him both excited and curious.
Tony's Iron Man suit did indeed possess similar operational capabilities.
J.A.R.V.I.S. had collected data on every fighting style in the world, from Jeet Kune Do, Karate, and Free Combat to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu... and more, all of it loaded into the suit.
Yet even such an advanced and powerful system had limits it could not overcome.
Against Iron Monger—the massive machine controlled by Obadiah Stan—standing striking techniques alone were clearly not enough to defeat it completely.
Tony was not that naive. So he guessed that either Chang Wei's Power Armor possessed technology he did not know about, or Chang Wei's kung fu was vastly different from what he understood.
But this was obviously not the time to discuss that, because Iron Monger stood back up.
Though its body was covered in damage, the machinery inside still turned stubbornly, emitting deep, rumbling roars.
Obadiah had already become an Immortal Body Demon Warrior. He would not be brought down so easily.
"Damn you, taste this!"
With an enraged roar, Obadiah maniacally aimed every anti-tank missile at Chang Wei while activating the repulsor ray system.
If Chang Wei got close, the power of that close-quarters fighting style would be enough to put him in danger again.
Yet in the face of this overwhelming barrage of lethal attacks, Chang Wei remained remarkably composed.
Rather than dodge, he slowly assumed a peculiar stance. It was soft and slow, light yet powerful—the opening stance of Tai Chi. Gentle, slow, and agile, his hands slowly traced the pattern of a Tai Chi