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.

Ian was incredibly strong, Rui would probably test his limits with his ability and Martial

fixed himself a tub bath, soaking in,

he had on Ian. A breathing technique specialist that generally fought

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

of the other contestants. One moment he was a speedster,

ever-changing meant that Rui couldn't just create a single adapted fighting style, he needed to create multiple adapted fighting styles. Furthermore, he needed a way to account

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

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

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

thoughts. They weren't relevant to the issue at

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,

absolutely certain 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

eventually he met up with his

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

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

able to change to fight his opponent. Of course, he did this in a different

passed and the third round was ready to

round, we have representative Rui Quarrier and his Flowing Void Style representing the Hajin branch facing off against

cheered loudly, hyped for this

and Ian entered the arena simultaneously as they walked up

time has come." Ian coldly stated.

at him wordlessly. He didn't care to

closed his eyes, emptying his