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

a tub bath, soaking in, relaxing as the

through all the information he had on Ian. A breathing technique

degree to which he could amplify certain parameters by

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 next

Rui couldn't just create a single adapted fighting style, he needed to

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

had not yet been solved

way to overcome this barrier, otherwise he wouldn't be able to travel his Martial path

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

was whether he had the leeway to hold back. So far, he had

his trump cards and still end up losing. If he could do it, he would likely to keep the Blink plus Stinger combo hidden until he fought

passed, eventually he met up with his

for the best." Squire Dylon told

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

Of course, he did this in a different way

passed and the third round was ready to

first match of the third round, we have representative Rui Quarrier and his Flowing Void Style

loudly, hyped for this anticipated

arena simultaneously as they walked up towards each other, never

has come." Ian coldly stated. "I'll show you

He didn't care to engage in a juvenile

closed his eyes, emptying his