The Martial Unity

POW POW POW!

Siera grimaced as Rui's attacks found themselves on her vitals, cleanly dodging her guard. He usually used a combination of the algorithm's predictive prowess in conjugation with his superior speed, agility.

Phantom Step made it overwhelming.

He didn't even think about using Blink or the Stinger. That would just be bullying, at that point. He didn't enjoy tormenting his opponents beyond what was necessary or warranted.

He only went so far as to push her to her limit, allowing her opportunities and avenues to fight back and limiting himself to a portion of his techniques so that the spar would beneficial to her.

Frankly, Rui could already see small improvements across the fight. Compared to their first round to their final round, she had grown to be able to last much longer. Her raw combat ability, of course, did not improve in the span of merely several hours. However, a shift in her mind-set caused her to take more solid and apt approaches to her predicament. That alone was worth the sparring session.

BOOM!

Rui flipped her flat to the ground from a grappling position.

"Let's put an end to the sparring session for today, I've filled my weekly quota." He sighed before consuming a rejuvenation potion. "Goodbye."

He left her as he gathered his belongings before making his way out of the sparring facility. Yet, just before he could;

He heard a girl call

girls had approached him, waiting for when

with us as well?"

commissioned to spar her

if my family commissions you, will you spend time with me as well?" She blushed, averting her

staring at her until he finally understood why

his head awakwardly, Rui had been so far detached from anything resembling popular

could just be misreading them, he

won't be accepting anymore commissions for the

immediately, leaving

him think. He realized that he couldn't even remember the last time he seriously thought about romance. It was almost

In this life I had been extremely focused on cracking the Martial Entrance Exam with everything I had. After I did, I was

he grew increasingly consumed with his work. Furthermore, his health declined increasingly. He had completely given up on relationships, blocking them away from

hard dead-end with the viability issue

as well as all the affection and

course. But he was already fifteen now, and his body was undergoing through the familiar process of puberty, and annoying hormones were increasingly starting to plague his brain with annoying urges. Of course, his conscious mind was not weak to them, specially since he was an old man mentally with a