The Martial Unity

Rui had to admit that despite his harshest estimates of the difficulty of his training, he had nonetheless underestimated the difficulty of the project that he had undertaken. Generating vibrations from all sources of vibrations within the inner section of his body was extremely difficult.

For one, his mind didn’t even have direct control over all the cells in his body.

Thus, he couldn’t just ‘will’ them to vibrate in accordance with his needs because most cells were not in direct connection with the nervous system. The vast majority of cells in his body were outside of his direct control, which is why he couldn’t rely on direct control to trigger them into generating more vibrations.

“How the hell did the Gen Temple make this training easy?” He gritted his teeth.

The Gen Temple had somehow mastered a special training technique. This training technique was so powerful that it somehow allowed them to increase the training success rate of all Martial Artists who engaged in it.

Rui would be lying if he claimed that the thought of running to the Gen Temple to request them for their technique had not flashed through his head.

Of course, he knew this was stupid. The Gen Temple would probably kill him on the spot if they found out that he had managed to crack the principle of the Yin-Yang Shield technique.

Of course, he had come to realize that the complex and inscrutable principles of the technique were just one of the security measures of the temple.

Even if someone had found a way to figure out the principles of the powerful technique, they would not be able to master or propagate it without first having mastered it, which was extremely difficult without their training method.

“No wonder literally nobody has managed to successfully master this technique!”

With so many measures of security in place, the Gen Temple had the right to be confident in the security of their technique.

Their only mistake was existing in the same world as Rui.

“Powerful self-hypnosis will be the only way forward.”

With the knowledge of another world, Rui was already aware of the parts of the brain that regulated involuntary cell activity. As long as he could manipulate them, he would be able to manipulate his cells indirectly.

However, that only complicated his path forward and increased the difficulty of the training beyond even his highest estimates.

“But… as long as I can manipulate my cerebellum and my endocrinology system, it should be possible to improve the amount of vibrational energy that my cells release.”

This was bound to be a long and tedious process that would undoubtedly be extremely tiring in and of itself, but he was confident that he was able to get his cells to generate as much vibrational energy as he needed them to.

However, even such elaborate and extravagant training methods were not enough.

“I can’t commence such a convoluted self-hypnosis training method each and every time in battle.”

Under ordinary circumstances, he could do it.

The cognitive power of his Martial Mind was so great that it allowed him to pull off complex hypnotic processes within impossibly short amounts of time. However, the issue was that this technique was already time-consuming and would require his Martial Mind to ensure he could even viably use it each and every time.

Did he want to increase that timeframe even more by adding a manual self-hypnosis each time he used the technique?

He would be lying if he said that prospect appealed to him.

However, he had solutions to that as well.

“Hypnotic association therapy,” Rui muttered.

This was the same principle of the Hungry Pain technique. It allowed him to associate physiological and psychological phenomena with a behavioral or sensory trigger, allowing him to activate the technique with greater ease than if he had to manually complete the entire process of causing the outcomes that he desired each time. In this particular case, he would ideally like to have a trigger that was indistinguishable in combat, allowing him to be able to seamlessly trigger the activation of the yin vibrations.

This way, it wouldn’t serve as a tell that could allow his opponent to predict his attack. At the same time, it wouldn’t consume time any more than the technique already did, thereby not increasing the difficulty of the technique.

“Huff…” He closed his eyes as he began formulating a separate training regime for the generation of the yin vibrations.

This was undoubtedly the most complicated technique he had ever worked on, on par with the difficulty of the Angel of Laplace.

That was the reason that he was excited to see the technique to the end. Whatever awaited him at the end of his training was bound to be something truly special.

He suspected that the creation of his offensive technique would qualitatively elevate his Martial Art to an entirely different level than ever before.

After all, his systems of thought were limited by his Martial Art.

It wasn’t just that his Martial Mind empowered his techniques, no, the techniques gave his Martial Mind more power.

With a powerful offense, countless tactics and strategies that had been closed off before were now open to him. It would qualitatively increase his power far beyond anything he had ever had before. His mind would be unshackled by the limits of his Body and Art.

His concentration and immersion only rose as he grew even more absorbed in the creation of his latest technique. He had long forgotten about the outside world. He had forgotten about his father’s ambition.

He had forgotten about the looming war that awaited Kandria. He had long forgotten about the consequences of the waves that he had created, the ripples of which had spread far beyond him.

Alas, while he forgot about the world, the world had not forgotten about him. It changed and shifted as the outcomes of decisions that he had long made became far beyond anything he could have ever imagined at the time of making those decisions.

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