Whoosh! Clang-clang.
The cross sword fell before Steve, its blade slicing smoothly into the bluestone paving as the hilt trembled faintly.
"Peggy! Darling, let me handle this. It's rare to meet someone who truly understands kung fu and can spar with me. Mr. Wenwu, I think you and my teacher will have plenty to talk about."
He stopped his wife, who had still been preparing to charge forward again. Seeing the blazing excitement in Xu Wenwu's eyes, Steve felt his own fighting spirit rise.
"My skills are not even a fraction of my teacher's. Mr. Wenwu, you'd be better off seeing the path he has walked for yourself."
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Steve spun his shield around himself, faint gray-white afterimages circling his body as fierce winds surged in every direction.
"This is... 'Gang Qi'! Hahahahaha! I've lived in vain for over a thousand years! I never even touched the true threshold of the great martial path. These Ten Rings made me, but they also completely limited me."
Wenwu muttered to himself before suddenly throwing back his head in a howl, laughing and crying at once. He sank into a rooted stance, one hand drawn to his dantian while the other rose upright and slowly pushed out from before his brow. His eyes held a solemn seriousness never seen before as he said, "To attain the Gang Realm is no longer something the word 'Grandmaster' can measure. Xu Wenwu, please enlighten me!"
Boom!
The Ten Rings struck the ground between his arms, shattering the bluestone as Wenwu launched himself more than ten meters into the air and brought a ring-clad fist crashing down upon Steve's head!
He held a golden ring in each hand, the enlarged hoops as wide as a human head, like twin crescent blades. They spun as they