The Martial Unity

Chapter 559

"Good luck." Rui wished them with a gentle expression. "Do your best and look out for each other. Good luck."

"We'll make you proud, big brother."

"Yeah, we'll definitely get in, just you watch!"

Rui smiled with pride and affection, hoping he did a good job hiding his anxiety.

"Off you go, then." He sent them towards the long busy line of applicants, inspecting their competition. As predicted, they were all taller and bigger.

His senses swept through the area examining them carefully. ('Any Martial Apprentice applicants...?')

His eyes narrowed after a moment. ('Just one.')

When he applied, there were five.

Well.

Technically four, since Nel wasn't a Martial Apprentice, but he was as strong as one without a doubt. This made the difficulty of the entrance exam much lower, something Rui was relieved about. In his senses across the entire area, he had sensed several Martial Artists of various Realms, including a Martial Senior.

"So." Colonel Geringan's voice came from behind him. "You're seeing your siblings off, are you?"

Rui calmly replied. "You don't seem

not." He circled around with measured strides in his military garb. "I knew that there was a high chance that you would enroll those two kids for the

the Martial Union, from his faction presumably, who could get things done for him that

found out that Rui was commissioning a Martial Apprentice instructor, and why, through his

despite that," Rui commented

reputation, and the commission was about more than just Crea, anyway." He replied straightforwardly. "And in my judgment, you haven't attempted to sabotage Crea or hold back

you think

possible, I didn't know you very well, of course." He shook his

watched Max and Mana finally enter. "Does Crea

could affect

about right," Rui replied

and they were aware of that. They had five more attempts each with an additional

probably be good for tempering

getting hurt, but that too was not a problem

something that scared him

of the deterrence of the entrance exam, to prevent people who would be scared away by even a statistically low probability of death from applying.

done everything I can, I need to trust

he was

the first phase of the entrance exam. It was in a large

Martial Artists in the uniform of the Martial Union, with tables with boxes on them, filled with something they couldn't see. Time passed until the hall grew jam-packed with thousands of

man emerged from the other side with a long flowing beard and mustache. Even his eyebrows extended, curling down. He was escorted by two Martial Artist bodyguards

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