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 would probably test his limits with his ability and Martial Art in that

soaking in,

on Ian. A breathing technique

two traits that made him quite a formidable 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

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

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

If he was able 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 difficult. He would need to analyze and memorize immense amounts of data in

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

overcome this barrier, otherwise he wouldn't

thoughts. They weren't relevant to the

thing he wasn't sure about was whether he had the leeway to hold back. So far, he had just barely managed to hold back Phantom Step, Blink

up using all his trump cards and still end up losing. If he could

he met

for the best." Squire Dylon told

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

at those words. He 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

and the third round was

we have representative Rui Quarrier and his Flowing Void Style representing the

cheered loudly, hyped for this anticipated

entered the arena simultaneously as they walked up towards each

Ian coldly stated.

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

closed his eyes,