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.

the prospect of fighting him. Ian was incredibly

fixed himself a tub bath, soaking in, relaxing as

technique specialist that generally fought by amplifying his parameters by

degree to which he could amplify certain parameters by was incredibly high, matching and even surpassing dedicated Martial

his parameters kept changing, making it incredibly tricky to fight him, far more so than any of the other contestants. One moment he was a speedster, the next moment he could

a way, he countered Rui extremely hard in a way. The fact that he was ever-changing meant that Rui couldn't just create a single adapted fighting style, he needed to create multiple adapted fighting styles. Furthermore, he

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

algorithm was not a viable fighting style in his previous life. It was simply too data-intensive in its entirety. That problem had not yet been solved in this life either, he had been able to mitigate the problem to a certain degree with his powerful mind, but that was not

find a way to overcome this barrier, otherwise he wouldn't be able to

nebulous thoughts. They

back. So far,

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

passed, eventually he met up with

do you best and hope for the best." Squire Dylon told

flexibility." Squire Kyrie had told him. "In a way,

to fight his opponent. Of course, he did this in a different way than Rui did, only time would tell who did

day passed and the third round was

"In the first match of the third round, we have representative Rui Quarrier and his Flowing Void Style representing the Hajin branch facing off against representative

crowd cheered loudly, hyped for this anticipated

as they walked up towards each other, never breaking

come." Ian coldly

stared at him wordlessly. He didn't care to engage

his eyes, emptying