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.

but feel a smirk come on his face at the prospect of fighting him. Ian was incredibly strong, Rui would probably test

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

information he had on Ian. A breathing technique specialist

two traits that made him quite a formidable opponent. The first was that the degree to which he

it incredibly tricky to fight him, far more so than any of the other contestants. One moment

just create a single adapted fighting style, he needed to create multiple adapted fighting styles. Furthermore,

sighed. 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 the middle of the fight

That problem had not yet been solved

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

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

to hold back. So far, he had just barely managed

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 could do it, he would likely to keep the Blink

eventually he met up with his

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

Kyrie had told him. "In a way, his

his opponent. Of course, he did

and the third round was

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 breaking eye

has come." Ian coldly

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

his