Disciple One: I'm a peerless genius, destined to reach the peak of the Immortal Path. I roam the world undefeated, but... but... I'm only afraid of my master whipping me!
Disciple Two: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Braised Four Treasures, Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl, Dongpo Pork... There's no delicacy in the world I can't make. Hey, Master, why are you testing me with plain boiled cabbage?
Disciple Three: I'm the reincarnation of Wenquxing, and I entered the Path through poetry. The world has ten measures of talent, and I possess all ten! "I stop my carriage to admire the maple grove at dusk; I hoe the crops at noon, though the sun beats down." Come on, explain what this poem describes for your master.
Every one of my disciples is a big shot, but I'm the biggest shot of them all. Everyone, forgive me, but I'll be the first to show off!
