The Martial Unity

The lecture regarding the technical details went on for quite some time as Rui exposed the knowledge he recalled. His enhanced mind increased his ability to recall old memories, being able to tap into the knowledge of Earth much more smoothly than he would otherwise have been able to.

He avoided going into organic chemistry because that would open a whole can of worms that he wasn’t interested in revealing. The chemistry of carbon was the basis of life, but going there would reveal knowledge that did not exist within this world.

The Martial Masters sat there, dumbfounded, completely out of their depth. When Rui had said that the lecture would get technical, they had taken those words with a grain of salt. After all, he was just a Martial Senior, a young Martial Senior at that. What could he have gone through and known that would completely escape their ability to fathom?

Only the Ranging Sect had a good idea that this would happen. Master Ceeran gave Rui a knowing smile as he experienced a sense of deja vu, recalling a similar memory when Rui explained the mechanics of the ODA System of the Pathfinder technique all those years ago when they were each a Realm below their current Realm.

Master Ceeran glanced around the room with an amused smile, laughing inwardly at the various Martial Masters who arrogantly thought that they would be able to digest anything that Rui could throw their way. While each of them could see that Rui’s mind was exceptionally bright and powerful with a single glance, as those who had created and realized the Martial Mind, they didn’t think that they could be out-thought, or rather out-knowledged by a young Martial Senior.

They were wrong.

Even the Surgeon, who had been specially assigned by Sage Nulimain to preside over the evaluation of the technique due to compatibility with his Martial Art and the technique, seemed lost, unable to keep up.

By the time Rui had concluded the explanation and opened the floor to questions, only the scholars had anything to ask.

“You have demonstrated a deep understanding of the human body,” One of them said when given the chance to ask a question. “That certainly increases your credibility. However, the knowledge that you have presented is not founded upon any empirical research discovery from anywhere in the Kandrian or international science community that I am aware of. Unfortunately, our understanding of the human body at the cellular unit and past it is highly undeveloped, but you have presented concepts, frameworks, and theories that pertain to the body at that scale. What basis could there possibly be for any of this?”

“I’m afraid you have forgotten one of the three statements I made when I began the lecture,” Rui shook his head. “I made that statement precisely for those like you who would ask that question. I said that I don’t have any empirical data and that any question that seeks to understand the basis of my claims is not worth asking. Besides, I have made a large number of claims in this lecture. The scientific method is defined by falsifiability and predictability. If my explanations are wrong, then they should be easily falsifiable given how bold they are. If they’re wrong, then the predicted outcomes by the framework I have provided should not match reality. On the contrary, if it continuously predicts the right outcome, then it will serve as evidence for the hypothesis, elevating it to a scientific theory.”

Rui got them back with the nature of science.

The scholars were rather surprised by how confidently Rui dismissed the question, and how confident he was in his claims. He was certainly the most scientifically educated Martial Artist that they had ever met.

“I’d like to ask a question.” A voice from the crowd announced.

All eyes turned to the man who asked the question. “Doctor Garnen…Please do,” Rui replied.

This man was the head researcher over at the evolution breakthrough process division. The Hungry Pain technique had made a greater contribution to creating a more powerful Martial Body than any individual in the division had made. Many wondered what he was going to ask. The source of thɪs content is novel(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

“It is true that you have already waved off questions pertaining to the basis of your explanations of the mechanics of the Hungry Pain technique. Since that is the case, I wanted to inquire where you gained this knowledge from,” Doctor Garnen asked. “Let us say everything you said thus far is true, then it begs the question of where this knowledge came from. I, for one, have never seen nor heard of many of the things that you have conveyed.”

Rui stared at the man for a few moments. He knew that many people were curious about this question. Thankfully, he had foreseen this question and had already prepared for this exact scenario.

“For one, I would like to inform you that I actually have a journeyman scholar degree in the sciences,” Rui began. “I got it almost five years ago, undertaking the exam after some preparation.”

“That is quite the achievement for a Martial Artist, no doubt,” Doctor Garnen remarked, intrigued. “But every scholar here also has a journeyman scholar degree in the sciences and more. That degree could not have possibly given you what you needed to know.”

“The source of my knowledge is a person who is very dear to me, one who isn’t willing to go public with this research data yet,” Rui shook his head. “I cannot divulge their identity, I’m afraid. As a scientist, I’m sure you understand the importance of this privacy.”

“…I see,” Doctor Garnen remarked. “That truly is a shame, I would have loved to meet this person and have a long talk with them.”

“Perhaps someday in the future,” Rui replied. “If there are any other questions, I’m willing to answer them all now, if not, this lecture session will soon come to an end.”

Immediately, a dozen hands flew up.