Kung Fu: Panda 2 Po

He wasn’t the Dragon Warrior because he was destined. He was the Dragon Warrior because he had learned that the greatest battle isn’t against a peacock or a cannon. It’s against the fear that you are not enough. And he had won.

Days later, the Furious Five and Po rode to Gongmen City. Shen had returned, and his metal army was swallowing China. When they arrived, the city was silent as a grave. The peacock stood on a balcony, white feathers like knives. kung fu panda 2 po

Later, the Five carried Po on their shoulders. Mr. Ping waddled up, weeping. “My boy! My little dumpling!” He wasn’t the Dragon Warrior because he was destined

Mr. Ping froze, terrified.

Po sobbed. For the first time, he didn’t feel the pain of abandonment. He felt the weight of sacrifice. His mother didn’t throw him away. She saved him. And he had won

Po charged.

The cannon fired. A roaring sphere of fire and iron screamed toward Po.