The Martial Unity

In the past week, the world may as well have ceased to exist.

For Rui, at least.

He immersed himself in a deep meditation.

He refined his concentration, honing his focus.

The world around him slowly ceased to exist as his mind entered a state of mental singularity, filtering out all information outside of the state of concentration. A state of consciousness is often referred to as the zone or flow state.

It was delicate and fragile.

Fickle in its ability to be achieved.

Rui would often immerse himself in psychological conditioning to allow him to enter such a state.

Yet, he had never entered it in less than a week outside of spontaneous luck.

This time, however, it was as though the sum totality of his being understood the gravity of the situation that he was in.

It understood the consequences of failure.

Thus, it readily complied, allowing Rui to enter a state of mind where he could exert more than a hundred-percent of his regular power.

That, along with all the gains that he had made in the past five years away from Kandria, meant that he was the strongest that he had ever been in his entire life. Fitting, considering he was going to face what was undoubtedly the strongest opponent he had ever faced in his entire life.

A Master-level beast.

It was almost surreal.

What had he been thinking, he often wondered.

been in a trance when he chose to

eyes opened facing the distant, dark

be the most glorious accomplishment or the most

core of the Mellow Dugeon many

could he not even

could gain data directly on the Master-level beast, it would increase the probability that he would

that it never

core. Triggering the battle against the Master-level core prematurely and that too in the core itself, would have been utterly

a week, yet it may as well

of his mind, he painstakingly erased every single superfluous and irrelevant thought as he focused the sum entirety

increasingly sharpened, honing

concentration gathered, becoming a force unto

when he arrived at him, almost as if the sharpness of Rui's mental pressure had physically

gently called to Rui.

eyes opened,

His eyes were fixed on the objective

moment,

ought to

mattered, he would

he painstakingly entered a temporary state

STEP

gazing at his

absolute peak. In the past week, he abstained from consuming any rejuvenation potions, letting his body get a full, natural night of

go." His voice was

the Divine Doctor's makeshift abode. The man was clearly prepared, armed with a variety of tools and test tubes

voice contained a hint of

as if he was embarking on a picnic than an

grumbled. "Read the

brooding anxiety of death," the

Kane scowled at him.