The Martial Unity

"Winner; representative Fiona Roschem!"

"And there you have it folks! Representative Fion Roschem makes it to the third round as well! This brings us to an end to the second round. Be sure to be here at the Martial Colosseum same time tomorrow to catch it in time!"

The crowd cheered loudly in response.

Rui sighed as he left the viewing balcony along with squires Kyrie and Dylon, deep in thought.

The following matches of the third round were;

Ian Nepomniachtchi vs Rui Quarrier.

Mia Marnt vs Fiona Roschem.

The winners of those would go onto fight each other in the finals.

"Freshen up a bit." Squire Kyrie told him before parting ways. "We'll meet in an hour."

Rui nodded as he headed his own way.

He had a lot to think about.

His next opponent was Ian Nepomniachtchi. He definitely had a lot to think about.

He had already gathered two round worth of data on Ian. Not idea, but not bad, and definitely better than nothing.

of fighting him. Ian was incredibly strong, Rui would probably test his limits with his ability and Martial Art in that

a tub bath, soaking in,

skimmed through all the information he had on Ian. A breathing technique specialist that generally fought by amplifying his parameters by using specific breathing

opponent. The first was that the degree to which he could amplify certain parameters by was incredibly high, matching and even surpassing dedicated Martial Artists to those parameters and

other contestants. One moment he was a speedster, the next moment he could be

a single adapted fighting style, he needed to create multiple adapted fighting styles. Furthermore, he

be a problem, but he couldn't. It was too difficult. He would need to analyze and memorize immense amounts of data in the middle of the fight and process them through the

simply too data-intensive in its entirety. That problem had not yet been solved in this life either, he had been

to overcome this barrier, otherwise he wouldn't

putting asides such nebulous thoughts. They weren't relevant to

had the leeway to hold back. So far, he had just barely managed to hold

the Phantom Step to fight Ian, bare minimum. The worst-case scenario was that he would end up using all his trump cards and

he met up with

best and hope for the best." Squire

told him. "In a way, his fighting style

agreed. Ian was also able to change to fight his opponent. Of course, he did this in a different way

and the third round was

welcomed. "In the first match of the third round, we have representative Rui Quarrier and his Flowing Void

cheered loudly, hyped for

entered the arena simultaneously as they walked up towards each other,

time has come." Ian coldly

didn't care to engage in a juvenile

his eyes, emptying