Atop Wudan, Master Po snapped necks at will. Assessment was continuous, never ending.
Sometimes, mid morning exercise - he would snatch life from a training adept.
To us, the adepts technique looked as good as any of the students. Nobody knew exactly why.
All we could be certain of, is that death comes instantly. Quickly. We didn’t spend time admiring the body.
We refocused and continued training. Honing our skills. It was important we were always learning.... Because Master Po snapped necks at will.