As a Transmigrator, Lin Mo's mind had always harbored a vast legacy from his previous life.
From the soft overcoming the hard and deflecting a thousand catties with four ounces in Tai Chi, to the fierce explosiveness and mountain-leaning strikes of Bajiquan;
From the unity of internal and external and the San Ti Shi of Xingyi Quan, to the centerline theory and inch-force of Wing Chun;
From the efficient use of energy and mutual prosperity for self and others in Judo, to the precise striking and three-dimensional offense and defense of modern combat… These knowledges were like a vast and chaotic library, quietly sleeping in the depths of his memory.
Ding—
The moment the system prompt sounded, the world before Lin Mo's eyes, its sounds and colors, were instantly drained.
Saitama's bored yawn, the shimmering light in Genos's eyes, the noisy advertisements on the TV… everything froze, then dissolved into an boundless darkness.
Host's mental state triggered: The True Meaning of Martial Arts — Comprehension program initiated.
Beginning to recall and integrate all martial arts knowledge from the Host's previous life memory bank…
An immense, indescribable surge of information crashed into his sea of consciousness!
Boom—!
Countless figures, countless images, countless insights, flashed wildly in his mind, took root, sprouted, and finally grew into towering trees.
He was no longer an observer, but had become those protagonists themselves.
He was a monk in the deep mountains, ringing bells and sweeping floors day after day, finding dynamism in stillness, each move of his Luohan Fist imbued with Zen.
He was a general on a bloody battlefield, commanding thousands of troops, his spear techniques grand and sweeping, filled with the Killing energy of war.
He was a Daoist hermit dwelling above the clouds, practicing Qigong, seeking the unity of heaven and man, his palm winds capable of severing metal and shattering stone with a light brush.
Tai Chi Quan, Baguazhang, Xingyi Quan, Bajiquan, Karate, Judo, Muay Thai, Boxing, Sambo… all styles are undergoing ultimate analysis and sublimation…
These were merely a drop in the ocean.
More numerous were the secret techniques that never had names, passed down only by word of mouth between masters and disciples; the killing moves comprehended in moments of life and death; the philosophies refined over long years.
Discarding sectarian views, extracting core concepts…
Integrating hard and soft, internal and external, Qi and force…
Lin Mo could feel the sweat and tears of every martial artist in that world during their training, the ecstasy of every breakthrough, and the unwillingness and sorrow when facing the changes of the times and the decline of martial arts.
And the martial arts essence of that entire civilization was being continuously extracted and integrated, finally to be mastered by him.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
When Lin Mo's consciousness finally broke free, he suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath.
Hoo… ha… ha…
Integration complete!
Congratulations, Host, all martial arts knowledge from your previous life has been perfectly integrated into a single skill — [Martial Arts · Pinnacle]!
Note: This skill has reached the theoretical upper limit of "Dragon" level martial arts in this world's worldview.
Lin Mo didn't hear the system prompt, or rather, he no longer had the energy to care.
He was drenched in cold sweat, his heart pounded like a war drum, and his face was incredibly pale.
Although in the real world he had merely sat motionless on the sofa, the mental exhaustion was more terrifying than any battle he had ever experienced.
"Hey, Mr. KING, what's wrong with you?" Saitama's voice sounded beside him, he put down his game controller, a rare hint of confusion in his tone.
"You look terrible, and you're sweating a lot. Are you constipated?"
"Mr. KING." Genos had already half-crouched, the muzzles of his arms faintly glowing with converging energy.
"My sensors detected that in the past 0.1 seconds, your heart rate instantly surged to over three hundred beats per minute."
"Are you… feeling unwell? Do you need me to immediately eliminate any potential threats?"
Lin Mo did not answer them immediately.
He slowly raised his right hand and spread it open before his eyes.
This hand was still the same hand; it hadn't grown stronger, nor was it covered in a glow of energy.
However, Lin Mo could clearly feel its difference.
His body hadn't changed, but the person controlling the body had transformed from a child into a Grandmaster of Martial Arts who had experienced countless trials and carried all the martial wisdom of a civilization.
His thoughts sank into his mind, and the system panel automatically appeared.
In the skill bar, the words [Basic Martial Arts] had disappeared, replaced by several steady and profound golden characters:
[Martial Arts · Pinnacle]
He eagerly clicked on the skill description.
Skill Description: This skill integrates the complete martial arts civilization from the previous world.
You have become the grand unifier of all martial arts styles in that world, from life-or-death street fighting techniques to the most profound internal cultivation methods; you are proficient in all, expert in all.
You are a walking martial arts scripture.
Trait 1: Martial Arts Eye. You can instantly see through the principles, advantages, and flaws of any martial arts move.
Trait 2: All Methods Return to One. You can quickly integrate any new combat technique you encounter into your own martial arts system.
Trait 3: Aura Control. You can perfectly control your own aura, heartbeat, and even killing intent, reaching a state of effortless movement and stillness, and the unity of heaven and man.
Upgrade Requirement: Energy Points × 100,000
Lin Mo's mind was greatly shaken.
The previous world… so that's how it is!
What this system had given him was not the martial arts of this world, but the sum of all martial arts from another world!
No wonder its rating system was completely different from [Intimidation] and [Energy Blast].
This was not a simple skill upgrade; this was the essence of a civilization, unimaginably profound.
He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the entire world in his vision had changed.
He looked at Saitama.
From the perspective of the "Martial Arts Eye," Saitama's standing posture, sitting posture, and even his ear-picking movements were full of flaws in martial arts, so many that he looked like a sieve.
But Lin Mo would not think that way; Saitama's stats already allowed him to ignore such techniques.
He then looked at Genos, and the situation was completely different.
As if he had X-ray vision, Genos appeared as a human decomposition diagram in his eyes.
Every joint, every weak point in the armor's connection, the path of every circuit… all were clearly exposed.
In Lin Mo's mind, thirteen hundred and more plans to completely disassemble him into parts within three seconds instantly appeared.
"I'm fine."
Lin Mo finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, but exceptionally steady.
He took a deep breath, and his frantic heartbeat incredibly calmed down, his breathing becoming long and serene.
This was the manifestation of the [Aura Control] ability.
"It seems I can now control the activation of the 'Emperor Engine' on my own…" Lin Mo thought silently.