The Martial Unity

"Instructor Dylon." Rui bowed.

"Hm?" Squire turned away from supervising some training of other students, recognizing him on the spot. "Oh, Quarrier. Is it four techniques this time?"

"Only three." Rui corrected him modestly.

"..."

"I'm here to learn this." Rui waved the Stinger technique scroll. "Care to help me out?"

Dylon winced when he saw the name. "I hope you're prepared. This is going to be rough, not to mention messy.

"Thanks a lot for that, truly helpful." Rui replied.

"Not at all, I'm just here to help after al- Wait, is that sarcasm? That's sarcasm, isn't it?"

"Can we begin immediately?" Rui asked, ignoring him. "I have a busy schedule."

"Of course, you do." Dylon replied, snorting. "Your life is a busy schedule, you're never gonna lose your virginity, you know. Why not forget about learning this technique and instead learn how to pick up girls, or boys, if you swing that way."

"If the Martial Academy ever did have such a teaching post, you wouldn't be hired for it." Rui assured. "Don't think I forgot how Instructor Kyrie rejected your ass by publicly beating you up in front of all your students." Rui ruthlessly reminded.

"Guh!" Instructor Dylon collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest in pain. "With this kind of offense, you don't need to master any other technique."

Rui sighed, exasperated. "Stop fooling around, let's get to work."

"No fun, are you?" He sighed, disappointed. "You've memorized the training regime, haven't you?"

"Every word." Rui confirmed.

really need me very much. The Stinger technique merely requires the right training methodology and resources,

some unused equipment at one end of the training

kicking dummy, meant to be kicked. Asides from some unusual features, nothing about

winced at the sight. Because it was not an ordinary kicking target dummy. It was a special training equipment created by the Martial Academy specifically for the training of the

substance through with one could insert fingers and toes like ordinary jelly. It was not rigid, and allowed objects

substance that had a special property. It was engineered such that it would absorb the energy of the impact and use the same energy of Rui's own kick to press against the toe sideways. Every time the toe made contact, it would pass through it, like

strengthen Rui's toe. Where did this energy

to continuously pressure and damage the toe, flesh and skin, accomplishing two

be ever so slightly closer to what was

one million kicks?" Dylon scratched his head, trying to recall. "One million kicks against the jelly dummy for

that the toe's bone structure resembled a bullet, while the skin and flesh would become extremely rough like sand paper and as rigid as rock. This was to ensure that the skin of the target would tear apart with ease when

it was, but he didn't

stance, preparing his right leg for a kick, while sticking out

BAM

the energy of his impact and used it to grind his toe, like it was sharpening a sword or a

he looked at his

up." Dylon instructed, with a serious tone. "You can't stop right after you

potion meant for the training only after a hundred

kiddo." He instructed. "As you

BAM

BAM

BAM

BAM

BAM