The Martial Unity

Rui headed back engrossed in thought. There was a lot consuming his focus and attention. There was a lot on his mind.

Naming his Martial Art?

What name ought he give it? Several generic names popped into his head but none of them really stood out to him. Headmaster Aronian had told him not to hastily pick one, and to only pick one that really satisfied him.

Rui shook his head. He wasn't feeling particularly inspired right now, so he put it off. He could spend more time on the matter later on.

Then there was the issue of the Martial Sects, this was quite the interesting issue. Frankly, Rui would not mind joining a powerful Sect as long as they gave him a good enough deal. Otherwise, he would rather steer clear of the issue. However, easier access to techniques of a particular Sect was quite attractive.

However, he ran into a dilemma. He was an all-rounder; wouldn't that mean it wasn't particularly a good idea to practice the techniques of one particular Sect?

Perhaps he should have asked headmaster Aronian to refer him to an all-rounder Sect, though he highly doubted such a Sect existed.

Or whether it was even possible to join without a voluntary invitation from the Sect's end.

Ultimately, he lacked too much information. But that wasn't necessarily a problem. Headmaster Aronian was simply informing Rui to help him stay aware of the issue. So that he could be prepared mentally to some extent if he ever did run into one of the Martial Sects.

But asides from that, this wasn't an issue that required his attention any further. He would cross that bridge as and when it came.

More importantly, there was the issue of the Martial Contest. Rui needed to get his shit together for it, otherwise he would lose. He could not afford to be distracted.

Not that it was easy to get distracted.

He was going to fight the strongest fifteen Martial Artists of his generation!

How could his mind possibly wander to other things?

could possibly drown out his enthusiastic excitement for the

by any meaningful measure at all. The stage for growth was over, now he could only make the best of whatever he had. His confidence wasn't as high as he would have liked it to be. The fact that there were four people in roughly the same tier of strength; Kane, Nel, Fae and Hever, was not particularly reassuring. It meant that his current strength level, while in the upper echelons of his generation was still some

representatives in the Martial Contest would no doubt at the very least

as hard of a time against them as he did

was, what could he do in the two weeks before the arrival of the

training, but at the very least he could

next two weeks, the very least he could do is sharpen his focus and concentration to their absolute limits onto the

Clear out all distractions.

Clear out everything else.

only on bringing out his very

"You're back, that was quicker than I

had been

told him. "There

nodded, not asking the

He continued. "What's the plan? You need

it. I'll think about it. I'm definitely shutting myself out from all other activities. I want to immerse myself and bring myself to my

any missions in that time. So, you can

Rui nodded. "Thanks."

branch, his attitude took

others told me tell you the same thing too." Kane added, remembering. "You beat us, and are now going to

was blessed to

gratitude when I

plan

He had nothing better to do. Nor

planning on abusing potions