The Martial Unity

BAM!

Rui's eyes flew wide open as Ian struck him with a more powerful blow than ever before. Rui skidded away as he gazed at Ian with a surprised expression. Why was he suddenly stronger than before despite the wound?

Ian had a furious expression on his face. "You bastard...!"

He coughed up a little blood.

('He's pushing himself to the absolute limit.') Rui realized. Ian was essentially pushing himself to his peak at the cost of accelerating the deterioration of his condition.

WHOOSH

Ian abused Lightning Breathing even as blood splurted out of his wound, to move faster than he ever had, reaching Rui in an instant.

BOOM!

Rui grimaced as an immensely powerful blow crashed against his guard. His body shook with the impact as he leapt back. Even the combination of his three defensive techniques weren't able to mitigate the impact.

Rui's senses heightened as he realized they had entered the final phase of the battle.

He abandoned all offense and shifted all of his focus on evasion and defense. Whatever happened, he could not afford to make a mistake! A single mistake was all Ian needed to turn the tables around for himself.

WHOOSH

Rui carefully evaded a strike with a feint as he immediately activated his maneuvering techniques to open up distance between them.

However, Ian was relentless.

"RAARGH!" he snarled as he shook the very ground with the sheer force he was accelerating towards with Rui with.

WHOOSH

sharply as he evaded yet another

BOOM!

a drop kick that cracked the ground Rui was

was absorbed into the

understood that they were witnessing the

yet, the clinch

WHOOSH

BAM!

crashed into a feint as Rui sneaked past his guard, launching

Ian snarled in pain as

BAM!

disorienting him. He ignored his condition, lashing out a flurry of wild attacks, but his

POW!

the jaw pushed his blunt

THUD

ground as he

Rui Quarrier!" The referee

a moment, nothing

the crowd erupted

odds he managed to overcome one of the favourites with a stunning victory! He moves onto the finals

heart. He threw a deep look at Ian, who was being treated. He did not respect his

left the arena

done my boy." Squire Dylon smirked, throwing him a thumbs

is an achievement you have every right

why she was saying that. He was relatively certain she though he had a high chance of losing in the finals. She was just being more tactful about it. Squire

Dylon even managed to be funny about it. Though he

onto the final fight of the third-round folks." the commentator announced. "One on hand, we have representative Mia Marnt and her Echo Blast Style representing

cheers as the

her early twenties while Fiona was fifteen, like himself, furthermore she was short and petite for someone her age. It really