The Martial Unity

"Let's begin immediately." Rui said with a determined expression.

"That's the spirit." Dylon said, chuckling. "I assume you've gone through the scroll completely, right?"

Rui nodded. "I remember it perfectly."

"Good." He said as he gestured Rui to follow him. "Then you know exactly what's waiting for you in store, correct?"

Rui nodded.

The devised and recommended training regime for Outer Convergence was quite interesting.

The first stage was some elementary form training, that had the user go through a set of motions that involved all muscle groups simultaneously. These were intensive dynamic workouts that focused on priming the user's mind to get used to delicately coordinated muscle group expansion and contraction rhythms.

This was the very first step to eventually paving the way to converging the power generated by all those muscle groups, the end goal. There was a total of thirteen elaborate dynamic exercises in total. Which Rui noted was equal to the number of broad muscle groups in the human body.

high extent. Rui had instantly realized this was to ensure that the process of regularly and routinely drawing power from each muscle group would become part of muscle memory. The more one rigorously trained each muscle group individually, the more smoothly and timely one would be

wearing a suit that heavily resisted the motion of the body. The suit was carefully configured to ensure that the user's raw strength was not enough. This was done by conducting a series of weight-lifting tests to measure the physical strength of the user, and the suit

made from the previous stages and use them not only simultaneously, but as one. Draw immense amount of power from each muscle group using the muscle memory inherited in the second

The fact that the user was supposed to

it to strikes, which could

a powerful technique. He couldn't help but want

memorized all the workouts, you said? Then begin with

began the strange set of exercising routines, performing what resembled a twisting or a spiralling squat. It

under the burden of the heavy training weights on his limbs. If

when he had just

nostalgia. Back then he was a nameless runt among more than a thousand other nameless runts, who had managed to pass the Entrance Exam

personally guided

surreal looking at

form is crude. Don't hasten the squat up, and don't bounce as you come down. This stage

huffing as he felt his muscles burning as he