When I was 7 years old I used to do moves like this all the time. The only difference was that I was doing them in a carpeted living room in Skokie, Illinois instead of in front of an epic mountain range at a Shaolin temple in China. Oh - and it looked like absolute garbage. Maybe that's because I had no formal training whatsoever and a completely sedentary lifestyle.
I'm not a kid anymore, but I'd bet you dollars to dojos that this kid could fight his way from one US coast to the other and annihilate pretty much anyone he encountered. Dude can do the splits and bang his head on the ground and all kinds of crazy crap; do you really think he's gonna have a problem mowing through a couple hundred thousand pasty, flabby Americans? We'll be all "Awww, look at him meditating in his little pajamas." Then his eyes will open and he'll be all "AIEEEEE!" and that will be the last thing you ever see. We need to keep this kid off of American soil. Seriously.
And you wonder why China is the next global superpower. Even their CHILDREN can murder you.
Message It Sends To The World: "Claudio have... how you say... many side to him. Many side to Claudio, yes?"
1 To your dinger.