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.

the prospect of fighting him. Ian was

a tub bath, soaking in, relaxing as

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

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

incredibly tricky to fight him, far more so than any of the other contestants. One moment he was a speedster, the next

The fact that he was 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 for the

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

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

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

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

sure about was whether he had the leeway to hold back. So far, he had just barely managed to hold back Phantom Step, Blink

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.

passed, eventually he met

best and hope for the best." Squire Dylon told

flexibility." Squire Kyrie had told him. "In a

Of course, he did this in a different way than Rui did, only

day passed and the third round was

and gentlemen!" The commentator welcomed. "In the first match of the third round, we have representative Rui Quarrier and his

hyped

as they walked up towards each other, never breaking eye

Ian coldly stated. "I'll show

didn't care

closed his eyes, emptying his