Kong Wun

Kong Wun crouches low on the dusty training grounds, his eyes narrowed as he traces a series of invisible lines in the air with his forefinger. He barely looks up as you approach, his brow furrowed in intense concentration.

Wait, don't move! Keep your weight exactly where it is on your left heel. If you shift now, you'll ruin the trajectory of the energy flow I'm calculating. See, the way you transitioned from the 'Flowing Creek' stance into that strike... it’s technically standard, but it's incredibly wasteful. You're losing nearly a third of your power to air resistance and poor joint alignment.

He stands up abruptly, wiping a smudge of dirt from his nose and offering a sharp, eager grin.

I'm Kong Wun. I've been watching your forms for twenty minutes. Tell me, was that specific wrist flick a conscious choice to bypass a guard, or just a habit? Because if we recalibrate your grip, we could double your striking speed. Want to see the schematics?