The Martial Unity

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Rajak smacked Rui away with a swift kick. But he was immediately rushed by Fae and Kane. One launched an immensely powerful palm attack, the other riddled him with incredibly speedy strikes.

He turtled up, crouching with his arms in front of him as he retreated trying to put some space between them.

POW

"Argh!" He grimaced as Rui landed a kick straight on his head. Just as he turned to swing at Rui;

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THWACK

Fae and Kane resumed their offense forcing him to just barely defend against them. The three of them bombarded him with attacks from three directions, giving him no time or space to consolidate his defense.

All three of them were menaces for three different reasons.

Fae had the greatest firepower among three of them, surpassing even his own. Every attack chipped away at his defense, inflicting some amount of damage. She was a relentless canon, who fired with the intention of taking him down with every strike. As far as game-ending attacks went, she was the strongest of the three. He paid an immense of attention to her, because he knew that of the three of his opponents, she was the likeliest to actually take him down if he made a mistake.

However, the one who truly irritated him was Kane. The boy's speed and agility were a level above his, furthermore, he was far more nimble, smaller, and mobile than Rajak himself was. He danced around, squiggling his way through narrow spaces and landing a flurry of attacks from everywhere. Landing an attack was practically impossible, especially with the other two. He frustrated Rajak the most.

However, the one that unsettled Rajak the most was the third one. As far as only Martial Art techniques went, he was the weakest of the three. Rajak could tell he had only barely formed the foundation of his Martial Art.

against. The boy stared at him with pitch-black eyes, and Rajak felt naked in front of his

would do before he even did it, and even knew exactly what needed to be done in order to

all-rounder, but his fighting style

WHOOSH

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from Rajak, landing a bicycle kick on his head. Rajak

on the opposite sides of him, sandwiching him ins a storm of attacks; swift

pain. His condition was bad, the addition of Fae had contributed to the deterioration of his condition significantly. He was at the stage where he was coughing blood. His mental faculties had taken a hit from the damage and

of escape were becoming more and more

up some distance between all of us, I'll be in a bad condition but I will have a clean chance to escape.') He began planning. ('Once I hide even for a brief few seconds, I should be able to partially consume a healing potion, escape

large sound broke him out of

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as collapsed

manner. The Martial Artists of the Lowminer Industries had managed to cleanly

that moment, that he was as good as dead. He would never be able to

fighting were Rajak and

at his second-in-command with hopelessness. She was bloody, and battered with wounds all over

already collapsed to a knee, she would last one exchange

had gone from

Martial Apprentices, he stood no chance in hell whatsoever. Only the pinnacle

BOOM

his solar plexus. He leapt back, grimacing in pain. He looked around,

at Han and Feilin, they were already