The Martial Unity

This gave Senior Ceeran an even greater impression of Rui. He watched, impressed, as Rui spoke with the researchers of the Longranger Sect directly as Senior Ceeran was no longer able to keep up with him in the conversation, deferring to the experts of the process.

Once the doubts were resolved, the tests began immediately.

"Test RQst5s100 will commence soon." One of the researchers spoke into a recording device. "This test entails testing static accuracy of the Pathfinder technique of the subject at a range of hundred meters with a target of size five."

He turned towards Rui, nodding.

Rui turned, looking at the target a hundred meters, quickly executing the ODA system effortlessly before firing a Sonic Bullet in the distance.

THWOOM

BANG!

In less than a second, the bullet struck the red center of the target.

A perfectly accurate shot.

Martial Squires and their evolved brains atop

team and Senior Ceeran grew increasingly more excited as the

Ceeran already had a smirk on his face. It was quite evident that he liked what he was seeing. He paid close attention to Rui as Rui fired each shot, especially his demeanor. He noted that Rui's exhibited the kind of behavior one would exhibit when one was engaging in mental math, which is what Rui was actually doing, as opposed to someone hyper-focused on

even the voice of the researcher narrating the outcomes and the proceedings was starting to get disaffected as he became increasingly impatient and

Senior Ceeran had a small outburst of energy as Rui succeeded in striking the target from that distance. The same distance he proclaimed to kill Herguson Meine from. This was irrefutable proof that everything he uttered was the truth and that this was truly and wholly the real

one thousand meters, a bead of sweat trickled down Rui's forehead as he just barely managed to get the shot on target, clenching

thousand and one meters that his expression fell as he finally

that this is my

jumping in the air with pride,"

that this isn't my absolute limit, I can do better

is an extremely good sign, young man. I don't think there's a single eighteen-year-old Martial Artist out

"Thank you," Rui nodded.

prior. By the end of the evaluation, Rui had walked out with a much greater

of the Pathfinder technique was undeniable. Senior Ceeran had lost the dignity that a Martial deputy director was supposed to maintain as he lost himself immersing

had a hard time restraining his excitement. "I just need one more step to the

raised an eyebrow. "One step away

two decades, trying to figure out how

at the man. He looked remarkably young, most certainly not as old as a man who had spent more than ten years stagnating at the peak of the Senior