The Martial Unity

"Your resistance towards mental techniques is quite remarkable, even for a Squire candidate." Squire Luna informed him. "Apprentice Frix here alone wasn't able to maintain the hypnosis because you were developing too much of a resistance, I had to step in personally."

"Ah..." Rui recalled that he was able to resist offensive mental techniques. He recalled the first round of the Martial Contest where he had fought against a mental technique Martial Artist. He had been able to dominantly resist the influence of mental techniques back then.

The reason he'd forgotten about it here was that he thought he needed to actively resist the mental technique for it to affect the procedure. However, it turned out that he was wrong, his passive mental defenses alone were enough to hinder the Martial Apprentice, to the point that a Martial Squire had to intervene for the hypnosis to still be effective on him.

"My bad," Rui added apologetically.

"It's not your fault." She waved her hand dismissively.

"Your condition is remarkably well." Doctor Herin added. "We can begin the next session immediately if you so wish."

Rui nodded in response. "Please do."

Preparations were made and Rui closed his eyes as the hallucinogens entered his system, affecting him.

When he opened his eyes, he had returned to the white world that seemed to expand infinitely.

('Woah.') He got up with a jump. He glanced at his thin arms, unsurprised. This time, he was hallucinating a lightweight body. The abrupt shift from heavyweight to lightweight had caused him to use too much force.

He hopped on his feet lightly, amazed at how nimble he was.

Rui appeared at a

agility he could scarcely fathom, crossing the distance between them

POW POW POW!

a flurry of strikes at fake Rui with blinding speed and impeccable fluidity. Yet, fake

Flame Breathing, and Reverberating Lance, they were unable to overwhelm fake Rui's Inner Divergence, Elastic Shift, Acute Edge, and Adamant Reforging. They weren't even able to come close. Fake Rui's defensive prowess was extremely high, not only because he had four potent techniques

to apply these techniques with far greater timing and placement than almost any Martial

no hope of ever taking

had solutions against fake Rui if

WHOOSH

a hook with remarkable ease. The predictive model he had made in his previous mental fight was still effective, after all, fake Rui was not

PEW!

than it ever had before, whistling as it cut through the air, burying itself in fake

amplified with many techniques at fake Rui. Although ordinary blows could not even faze fake Rui, the same could not

BAM!

of his wound. The bleeding immediately resumed, just as Rui had aimed for. He launched an avalanche of attacks

He was a ghost.

stage as they shined brightly. Parallel Walk, Balanced Direction, Wind Breathing, and Phantom Step. These techniques combined with the VOID algorithm allowed Rui to

attack, yet they all mostly bounced off fake Rui's powerful defensive prowess. Only the attacks that landed on extremely vulnerable and vital locations had any effect at

through the Stinger?') Rui cursed. Although his speed and maneuvering allowed him to move around like the wind, he only felt more