Legends tells of a legendary warrior . . .
whose kung-fu skills were the stuff of legend.
He traveled the land in search of worthy foes.
I see you like to chew.
Maybe you should chew on my fists!
The warrior said nothing, for his mouth was full.
Then he swallowed . . .
and then he spoke.
Enough talk.
Let's fight!
Sha-baa-booeee!
He was so deadly, in fact, that his enemies would go blind from over-exposure to pure awesomeness!
My eyes!
He's too awesome!
And attractive.
How can we repay you?
There is no charge for awesomeness.
Or attractiveness.
It mattered not how many foes he faced.
They were no match for his bodacity.
Never before had a panda been so feared . . .
and so loved.
Even the most heroic heroes in all of China . . .
the Furious 5 . . .
bowed in respect to this great master.
We should hang-out.
Agreed.
But hanging-out would have to wait . . .
'cause when you're facing the 10k Demons of Shebon Mountain . . .
there's only one thing that matters . . .
and that's . . .
Po.
Get up.
You'll be late for work.
What?
Po.
Get up!
Hey Po . . .
What are you doing up there?
Uh . . . Nothing.
Monkey, Mantis, Crane, Viper, Tigress . . .
Po . . .
Let's go!
You're late for work!
Coming!