The Martial Unity

He wasn't sure when he was given a priority status when it came to the goods and services, however, he was sure that this was reflective of the value that the Martial Union had in him.

He had contributed a lot to the Martial Union in the nearly seven years that he had been a Martial Artist, he had also accomplished a lot and made tremendous strides in his Martial Path and contributed to Martial Art in general.

There was no doubt that he was a valued asset, and he had no compunctions about using his status to cut in line. If this was a line to the movie, he would respect public etiquette, but when it came to his Martial Art, he didn't care. He would obtain what he needed.

One small dose of a potent drug inhabited his instincts to suppress Primordial Instinct completely, and soon enough he was inside the training room, in an absolute void.

He could not sense a damn thing about his environment through his old senses.

Yet the Grainer Pollen and the Cryllin Stone across his body stirred, changing in temperature and the internal force that they applied on him.

Their reactions to their environment told him about their environment because he knew exactly how they reacted to everything. The only problem was that he had yet to master 'reading' their reactions.

That was what this was all about.

He had begun the training with a simple moving environment. He was far from ready to apply this in a combat situation. His current training environment was simply comprised of ordinary moving objects of different sizes and masses.

His initial goal was to reach a stage where he could simply avoid them without ever getting touched.

BUMP

bumped into a small moving

the fluctuations of the esoteric substances inside his

to the

be less chaotic, although never stationary, since they had a

formed in his head. It was low in clarity since he still had yet to be able to read the details of the information that he was

STEP

aside as he avoided

growing absolutely comfortable with this simple exercise. Getting rid of the simple and elementary mistakes

was different from the VOID algorithm. The VOID algorithm could

could always rely on it at any given moment. He could not afford to sit around twiddling his thumbs while he ran complex calculations in his head just to sense

be polite enough to wait for him

the Cryllin Stone and the Grainer Pollen in his body at any given moment subconsciously and

not at that

of the obstacles. Of course, at this point, it was still at a stage where a fit human would be able to dodge

the data from the two esoteric substances

the moment. He was not only absorbing everything he sensed subconsciously but was also documenting every moment of the

thoroughly revisit his experiences later inside the Mind Palace, allowing him to introspect and look back better. Furthermore, it would allow him to correlate the sensory

he would hammer it into his head until he could accurately recount it even if he was

could be able to maximize his rate