The Courthouse became ghostly as it rocketed forward at thousands of miles per hour. Everyone inside could barely hang on as they went off the edge of a cliff and plummeted into the icy water below. The showdown spiraled around them, creating a panoramic view of the seas as they landed into the ocean's floor.

"I'm g-getting queasy!" Raimundo groaned.

"S-stay a-away from my h-h-hat!" Clay said, forcefully jerking his Stetson out of Raimundo's path.

"This is worse than Dojo." Jack complained.

"I r-resent that!" Dojo snapped as the building finally settled at the bottom of the ocean. Miraculously, sets of magical pressurized suits appeared around everyone's bodies, preventing them from being crushed while the showdown was taking place.

Dojo skittered down the size of Clay's shoulder with a water-proof copy of the rulebook in his hand. "Alright, guys? Everyone settled?"

"No." One of the jury members complained. "When are we going to read the verdict?"

"Verdict?" Jack demanded. "Yeah. We shouldn't have to go through with the showdown anyway." He said. "The judge should read the guilty verdict and make them give me back all of the Shen Gong Wu in the briefcase."

Dojo rolled his eyes. "Do you see the briefcase here?" He said. "No, of course not. That's because it's all the way across the ocean, and the only way you get to it is if your team wins. Oh, and if you don't win, you lose all of your Shen Gong Wu."

Jack Spicer started muttering under his breath as Wuya floated into his head. "If you and your ridiculous robotic monstrosities lose all of our Shen Gong Wu, I will SCREAM at you non-stop."

"I'm used to it." Jack muttered.

"This is some really high stakes, Omi." Clay remarked.

"Yes, and I fear we are not down to--," Omi said.

"Up to it." Raimundo corrected. "And I gotta say, I'm having my doubts too. Maybe we should have picked better Wu."

"If only we had mastered Ki Lightning, then we'd be sure to win." Kimiko said.

"I agree." Omi said. "And if you and Raimundo had not gotten yourself captured, then we would not have been entangled by Jack Spicer's plans."

"Are…are you implying something, Omi?" Kimiko asked, getting her hackles up.

"No." Omi replied innocently. "All I am saying is that if you had used your intelligence instead of walking into Jack Spicer's traps then perhaps we could have avoided this altogether."

He turned away from her, whistling with gusto.

Pandabubba, Vlad, Katnappe, and Tubbimura were faring much better. "So," Katnappe whispered conspiratorially as she pressed an envelope into her teammate's hands. "If we start to lose the showdown, we distract everyone with these naked pictures of Jack Spicer in the tub."

"Why do you--," Pandabubba said.

"Internet." Katnappe interrupted, as if that was a real answer to his question.

"In my country," Vlad said. "We use tactics instead of suspicious pictures of—wait, is that Bubbly Brand Bubble-Bath next to the tub? My father used to know a man whose wife once lived next to the owner of that company! I shall sue for royalties."

While the numerous conversations were going on, Dojo was busy setting up an announcer's box in the middle of courthouse. With some help from the bailiff and two of the dentists in the jury, he was able to rig up a box and a score-card system, with the names of three teams (Xiaolin, Heylin, and Those Other Guys).

He also managed to find a megaphone that the bailiff had been using as a toilet plunger and after some help with a sponge and some dishwashing liquid the showdown was ready to commence.

"Okay, everyone!" He announced, stopping all the conversations as everyone turned to face the announcer's box. "This is going to be your standard unorthodox Xiaolin Infinity Showdown. It's going to be four rounds of action, adventure, excitement, and possibly romance…"

"Wrong script." Wuya snapped.

Dojo coughed sheepishly and changed his tune. "No, wait, what I meant was that it's going to be four rounds of Olympic-style events, with the team to gain the most victories winning the entire Showdown. Since there are three teams, we'll have three-on-three with each event."

The bailiff scurried forward and drew the curtains on the window on the south wall of the courthouse. Outside, they could see a row of gigantic hoops that seemed to stretch for miles.

"The first round is a simple challenge; race through the silver hoops. The first person to get through the gold hoop gets the point." Dojo said.

"That…that doesn't sound so bad." Clay said. "I think I might volunteer for this one."

Wuya rounded on Jack. "Get in there!" She ordered.

Jack rounded on the Lawyer-bot 1.0. "You hear the man—er, woman—er, witch! Get in there!"

"This shall be easy." Pandabubba remarked. "I was the prize swimmer at University of Hong Kong's Yakuza and Assorted Crimes champion swim team."

As soon as they volunteered, Dojo wrote down their names and the three competitors vanished out of the courthouse. They reappeared just outside of the building.

"Ready…" Dojo began. "Set…"

The competitors were poised and ready.

"G—canteloupe!"

1.0, Clay, and Pandabubba shot forward, only to be caught by a huge set of white-gloved hands and hurled backwards.

"Ha!" Dojo said. "I didn't say it that time."

"Say what?" 1.0 asked.

"I didn't say go-o-oh!" Dojo sang.

And they were off.

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Clay's focus was entirely on the last hoop. He would be like a shark or…or some kind of barracuda. Entirely focused, completely precise. Jack's robots wouldn't get their hands on all those Shen Gong Wu. Not until they could beat him in an underwater race.

The dragon of the earth was head and shoulders ahead of Pandabubba and 1.0's mechanical circuitry was holding it back. Jack had misappropriated a self-repairing armor from Toshiro Tohomiko's laboratories but the water damage was taking its toll on the robot. Perhaps he should have used those Siamese Fighting Fish-bots again instead of sending his robot lawyers into combat…

"Jack!" Wuya yelled. "We're losing!" Wuya snapped.

"Don't worry." Jack assured as he pulled a remote control from the inside pocket of his jacket. "I have a plan." He pressed a button on his remote.

There was a loud beeping sound and the robot's shoulders fell away. Coming from where the shoulders used to be were a pair of extremely long and thick black wires. The wires waved around in the water for a bit until Jack pressed another button. Then they exploded forward, racing past Clay and Pandabubba in a flurry of bubbles and attaching themselves to the very last ocean ring in the line.

Then, they began retracting, pulling the robot's immobile form forward with enough speed that it easily outstripped the other two racers.

"Well, I'll be darned." Clay said with a whistle.

"That can't be legal!" Katnappe complained.

"What do you know about legal', girl?" Wuya retorted. "I bet that this was the first time you've even answered a summons."

Dojo's voice carried above their bickering. "And in the first few minutes, Jack Spicer's Lawyer-bot 1.0 speeds past the competition! Things are looking bad for Clay and that guy…in the panda outfit! How will it all end?"

"Oh, come off it, Dojo." Kimiko said, sounding annoyed. "None of them are even anywhere near the end of the line."

Dojo sighed. "I know, but I'm building up dramatic tension, okay?"

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