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.

Kane sighed. "I'm so glad I don't have to

as well as his age and the many years he's spent as a Martial Apprentice have led him to grow much stronger

lose a majority of my fights against Ian Nepomaniachtchi. I wonder how

a chance he'll lose." Fae

snorted. "Are you

round, he still has his first

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

interested in seeing how far Surman Marliak has come in the development of his niche

1 st class seats to be able to inspect the Martial Contest up

match was to

match we go!" The host announced. "In the fourth match, we have representative Surman Marliak and his Enchanting Willow Style representing the Verlain branch. A

crowd erupted in cheers and applause as

in stature, there was nothing physically aesthetically threatening about him. Yet anybody who spent too long looking at him felt like they were going dizzy. His aura exuded

Rui Quarrier of the Hajin branch." The commentator declared. "A dark-horse entry into the ranks of

seats, Fae frowned. "Flowing Void Style? I didn't know he named it that. It's such

style lack a form, they're constantly and smoothly evolving and adapting to his opponent. It lacks an inherent fixed style

was incredibly confident his interpretation was quite accurate.

was

Objective Inverse Deductive algorithm into the name so he used the phonetic word of the short form;

came about the Flowing Void

the commentator could finish, people had noticed

because he stepped out earlier,

Not at all.