Ash sat cross-legged in the center of Training Room Seven at first light on Day 12 and opened the Martial Saint's inheritance in full.
The volume of information that rose to meet him was far greater than he had expected.
Techniques upon techniques. Fist arts, palm arts, leg arts, elbow and knee arts. Sword forms, saber forms, spear forms, axe forms, staff forms. Movement techniques that specialized in speed, in evasion, in short-range bursting, in long-range travel. Defensive arts that turned the body into a fortress or into a redirecting wheel. Perception techniques that sharpened the eyes, the ears, the skin, the spiritual sense. Mental arts designed to disrupt an opponent's focus or protect one's own. There were even fragmentary methods for fighting under water, in zero gravity, and in high-radiation environments.
Hundreds of complete techniques. Thousands of supporting drills and variations.
For a moment the sheer quantity threatened to stall him.
