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.

come on his face at the prospect of fighting him. Ian was incredibly strong, Rui

himself a tub bath, soaking in, relaxing as the warmth

information he had on Ian. A breathing technique specialist that generally fought by amplifying his parameters

the degree to which he could amplify certain parameters by was incredibly high, matching

second was the fact that 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 be an offensive striker, the

extremely hard in a way. The fact that he was ever-changing meant that Rui couldn't just create a single adapted

to use the higher-end pattern recognition systems of the complete VOID algorithm, it wouldn't be a problem, but he couldn't. It was too

was simply too data-intensive in its entirety. That problem had not

barrier, otherwise he wouldn't be able to travel his Martial path for too

head, putting asides such nebulous thoughts. They weren't relevant to the issue at

hold back. So far,

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.

he met up with

best and hope for the best." Squire

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

agreed. Ian was also able to change to fight his opponent. Of course, he did this in a different way than Rui did, only time would tell who did

the third round was

ladies and gentlemen!" The commentator welcomed. "In the first match of the third round, we have representative Rui Quarrier and his Flowing Void Style representing the Hajin branch facing off

loudly, hyped

they walked up towards each other, never

come." Ian coldly

him wordlessly. He didn't care to engage in a juvenile exchange

closed his eyes,