PANDA:I think I prefer the mast（桅杆）. 

TIGER: Apologies.I used to punch the ironwood trees（硬木树/铁树） by the palace to train .Now I feel nothing. 

PANDA:That’s severly cool. 

TIGER:Again. 

PANDA:So, this punching ironwood trees, how long did you have to do that? 

TIGER:20 years. 

PANDA:Oh,20, 20 years.....  Is there any,you know ,faster way？You know ,until you,you know ,don’t feel anything?

TIGER:No, besides...I don’t think hard style(硬功) is your thing.Po, why are you really out there?

PANDA:I just found out my dad isn’t  really my dad.

TIGER:Your dad?The goose.That must have been quite a shock.

PANDA:Yeah.

TIGER:And this bothers you?

PANDA:Are you kidding me ?We are warriors（战士，勇士） ,right?Nervers of steel.Souls of platinum（铂金）.Like you.So hard-corn,you don’t feel anything.