The Martial Unity

Rui returned to the Kandrian Empire in the span of few hours. He didn't feel the urge to travel back too quickly. The scenery was unique and beautiful. The fauna and flora were different from Earth thus it gave an exotic and alien feel to someone like Rui.

Eventually, he reached the Kandrian Empire, it took him a few more hours to eventually reach the Mantian Region and finally, the Town of Hajin.

"Ahhhh..." Rui sighed comfortably as he took in the cool weather. "There's no place like home!"

He immediately headed back to the Martial Academy. Swiftly completing the annoying post-mission protocols before heading to his dorm.

He took his time as he relaxed a hot water tub, looking into what he'd missed.

"Oh?" His eyes lit up. "Nartha got back to me."

The next Martial Games was going to be held at the DiViliers Hall, where it was held the very first time had attended it.

He couldn't wait. The Martial Games would allow him to test the pattern recognition system of the VOID algorithm against diverse set of Martial Art.

Several days passed as Rui simply sparred with his friends to pass time, and the day had finally come. This time, Nartha had finally resigned to his request and allowed him to wear a normal sparring garb.

"Ready?" She asked him.

"Absolutely." he replied.

to take that mask off?"

"Absolutely not." He replied.

It was worth

participated." She told him. "And the grade on your profile has gone from eight to ten." She said with raised eyebrows.

a bit." He

DiVilliers Hall. Rui got off the carriage first, as he escorted Nartha down. They were surrounded by guests and their

Nartha." The chairman of the Gregolion Company told her. "I see your champion has returned. Today's Martial Games are going to be most

I'm looking forward to him whipping

stronger." The matriarch of a small Martial

simply doing what he did best. Although this was never his intention when he signed up with Nartha Freier,

many of the guests of this elite social circle. Although many of the more serious competitors who treated it as a competitive sport disliked him because of

same. With almost all other Martial Artists, their combat style rarely fluctuated much and eventually their fights

wasn't the case. The more

though he had become a

They were mesmerized.

kept one fighter for more than too long, largely because things got boring. For them as participants and for the audience. But even at the end of two months, no one was tired of Rui. When he

now, he

Rui

long flowing white hair that reached his neck, while a thick white beard adorned his face. He had the bearing of majestic