The Martial Unity

"WOOOOAAH" An adolescent cooed in excitement.

"Look at them fight!" Another kid beside exclaimed.

"They're so cool!"

"I wanna be a Martial Artist too!"

"Alright alright." Julian chided. "Settle down for now."

He got them to calm down, before glancing back at the ongoing matchup in amazement. It wasn't that he had never seen a Martial Apprentice, he had Rui, and he had also worked with several Martial Apprentices in studies, surveys and experiments conducted by the Kandrian Insitute of Sciences.

But he had never seen them in action going all out. Their performances were usually controlled and regulated for the sake of research.

This was truly the first time he had seen Martial Apprentices going all out. And the sight had left him speechless.

Furthermore, these Martial Artists were not ordinary run-of-the-mill Martial Apprentices he had interacted with in his time as an assistant scholar, they were the very best of their entire generation. They would likely go on to become the best of their Realm one day.

The sheer prowess the first six Martial Apprentice representatives had shown him had truly opened his eyes into the power of Martial Art.

"Big brother Julian." One of the adolescents called out. "When will Rui fight?"

"The fourth match is about to commence, which means he'll be fighting very soon." He replied. He inwardly grew tense. He had no idea how strong Rui was, he just hoped he would be fine holding his own in this group of monsters.

Somewhere else in the Martial Colosseum in the 1 st class seats of the Martial Colosseum.

is more intense than I expected." Kane sighed. "I'm so glad I don't have to deal

remarked. "Especially Ian. Truth be told, I didn't think he was this strong. His talent as well as his age and the many years he's spent as a Martial Apprentice have led him to grow much stronger than I expected. Rui will

Hever said. "Frankly, I would probably lose a majority of my

a chance he'll lose." Fae

snorted. "Are

perfunctorily. "Besides, forget about the third round, he still has his first round to clear. His first opponent is not weak." Fae's eyes

nodded. "He would have been called a prodigy if he was just a little more talented than

the development of his niche Martial Art." Hever

to be able to inspect the Martial Contest up close. With the wealth of their families, the cost of this luxury

was

go!" The host announced. "In the fourth match, we have representative Surman Marliak and his Enchanting Willow Style representing the Verlain branch. A fearsome Martial Artist known as the Mindbender! Keep your

in cheers and applause as Surman entered the arena of

nimble man in stature, there was nothing physically aesthetically threatening about him. Yet anybody who spent too long

ranks of the reprentatives, how far will he go? How far will his Flowing Void Style go? Stick aound

I didn't know he named it that. It's such an abstract

the fact that his Martial Art and fighting style lack a form, they're constantly and smoothly evolving and adapting to his opponent. It lacks an inherent fixed style or affinity for a style.

was incredibly confident his interpretation was quite accurate. His logic

he was

the Variable Objective Inverse Deductive algorithm into the name so he used the phonetic word of the short form; Void and then used the Kandrian dialect version

the Flowing

commentator could finish, people had

because he stepped out

Not at all.