The Martial Unity

WHOOSH

Rui avoided the first strike, barely.

BAM!

The second strike, however, crashed into his guard. It was only then that Rui understood the threat that Servil Bisha posed.

The impact freely permeated past his guard, through the skin and flesh of his abdomen. It penetrated all the way to his diaphragm, stunning the muscle and stunting his breathing a bit.

It was almost like his defenses did not matter at all. Rui was shocked, he had never experienced an attack like this.

Even though his raw power was not quite remarkable, the sense of threat his offense was no different from what Rui felt against Nel. If Rui did not have Inner Divergence that dispersed impacts across the entirety of his body uniformly, he would have suffered critical damage. He might have even gotten knocked out if his diaphragm suffered too much.

He could not afford to take many of those attacks. If anything, he felt a lot of respect for Arjun Erigaisi, who withstood countless such blows for a long time in the first round.

Rui was only able to avoid a portion of the blows, the remaining struck him, inflicting damage even though he did his very best with Elastic Shift, Acute Edge and Inner Divergence.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the right moment.

Servil threw a weight blow at Rui's face, hoping to knock him out.

('Now!') Rui rolled with the strike, as he fell backwards.

CLASP

four limbs wrapped around Servil's arm, tightly coiling around

could even

CRACK

as Rui dislocated her elbow cleanly,

But he wasn't done.

wrapped tightly around it and his left hand on the back of her head pushing her into the chokehold. There wasn't much she could do. She

severely restricted or completely blocked blood blow to the brain. She had several seconds before she

attacks as excruciating

"Winner; Representative Rui Quarrier!"

had momentarily passed out. That

period of time, she had managed to damage the

unfortunately for her the VOID algorithm was remarkably compatible with her Martial

spot in the third round of the Martial Contest after

cheered loudly at those words amidst

back, he pondered

pronounced weaknesses. That made him very incompatible against

Ian Nepomniactchi was extremely strong,

know what else Ian had. However, even if he had somehow revealed everything he could do, he was still an

the matter. He had enough time to consider

returned the viewing

Squire Kyrie

that quite well." Dylon threw a thumbs up.

the arena. The next match was just about to be commenced.