The Martial Unity

The Martial Artists were ready to leave at any given time, but the military wasn't nearly as flexible. This was because of the differences in the logistics of the two groups. Martial Artists had very low logistics in general. They merely needed to prepare their uniforms and masks and other necessities such as potions, before getting ready to dispatch.

And soon, they did.

The Martial Artists immediately rushed out as they sprinted toward the Sekigahara Confederate, they were each on extremely high alert. After all, the Sekigahara Confederate's territory was just around the corner. Although it wasn't a long time away by carriage or horse, that meant nothing to Martial Apprentices, especially to Martial Apprentices of as high a grade as they were.

The tension in the crowd was high. This was their very first time fighting an even battle. No longer would they be able to secure a dominant advantage thanks to the quality and quantity of Martial Apprentices.

No.

This time, they were fighting against equals.

Death was inevitable. It was absolutely impossible for them to get away with very few to potentially zero casualties.

That fact weighed on the air, burdening it.

Yet it wasn't the only thing that was.

Rui's concentration was so fierce that it distracted other Martial Apprentices around him. He focused his mind into a sharp lance, as he gazed forward.

"Their Martial Apprentices have been dispatched." Rui declared loudly as he counted them with Seismic Mapping. "There's sixty-three of them."

This was a grim number. Sixty-two high-grade Martial Apprentices were more or less the same as the size of the Martial Apprentices in their assault group.

war in their territory. They had more to lose. Not only would their territory take damage even if they successfully

Royal Army are trailing behind us at

were much slower than the Martial Apprentices, especially in an environment like the Serevian

travel along with them. It simply

entered everybody's field of vision, bringing along with them a grave sense of danger that one would naturally expect from dozens of highly powerful

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against each other in the middle point between the forces, the sheer

Soon, they made contact.

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exchanging waves of attacks

RUMBLE

under the onslaught

WHOOSH

BAM!

casually dodged a swift and powerful

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strike. The sheer power of the strike was far beyond that of any of his normal strikes. It was boosted with the power of Outer Convergence, Flame Breathing, Vital Pressure, and Adamant Reforging that had strengthened the flesh of his fist. His momentum

grimaced as the strike propelled him

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could even launch Tempestuous Ripples, a powerful projectile with an incredibly

was. The siege tanks had arrived, making haste. Yet they didn't fire down at the Martial Apprentices fighting because they weren't able to selectively hit only hostile