"Pretty impressive martial art, isn't it?"
Medusa asked, "After all, unlike us, it isn't constrained by the conditions of Miracle Martial Arts and can tailor its own martial art."
"Of course."
Tu Xin slowly walked over and said, "Every shedding is an evolution of biological structure. You must understand that even without bloodlines, we are still living beings. We have plants, trees, birds, insects, fish, and tigers. We have food chains, and living creatures have varying strengths. Some have limbs, some wings, some soft fascia, some scaled hides. Naturally, there are biological advantages as well."
Medusa nodded.
Tu Xin was indeed highly knowledgeable and versatile.
His martial art was both unexpected and perfectly reasonable.
He had likely observed those universes where bloodlines constantly evolved, attained enlightenment from them, and created this martial art.
Bloodline evolution was the proper path.
But even without bloodlines, biological evolution could increase one's strength.
"This martial art is equivalent to artificially evolving oneself over and over. It is Evolution Martial Art, one of the strongest martial arts, with limitless potential," Tu Xin said softly.
"But you can't shed endlessly, can you?"
Medusa looked at the half-empty brain he had shed in his hand and chuckled. "Each time you leave, some brain matter sticks to the skull, leaving behind a trace of consciousness. This isn't as simple as leaving a bit of shit on your ass because you didn't wipe clean. If you shed several more times, with a little brain matter sticking to the skull every time, your brain will probably keep getting smaller. Won't you eventually become brain-damaged?"
Tu Xin's expression immediately darkened.
Although what she said was true, and he could not shed infinitely because every shedding damaged his origin, the insult in her words was far too great. When had he ever